In the afternoon, Yan Ying came over with a big bag of clothes. Pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info Jiaoyang take it out and take a look, this Jiaoyang is young after all, the style of dressing has a kind of childlike immaturity and cuteness, different colors, at first glance it is a hobby of a pure little girl. Of course, with her alluring beauty, what she wears and how she looks at it is pleasing to the eye and glamorous.

She chose a milky white dress from it, with a moon-white sunhat, a pair of flesh-white sandals, and a black shoulder backpack. She nodded with satisfaction, and then talked to Yan Ying again, and before she knew it, it was time for dinner.

Yan Ying went back to school, her mother took the food and sat in front of the bed, feeding Jiao Yang bite by bite, and gently wiping the sweat from the tip of her nose and the oil stains on the corner of her mouth with a napkin from time to time. Jiao Yang (Lingling) suddenly remembered his mother who had just died, and when he thought about it, he forgot the scene in front of him, and tears fell down his eyes.

Jiaoyang's mother panicked when she saw this, she didn't know why her daughter suddenly burst into tears? Hurriedly put down the lunch box, stroked her left shoulder with his hand, and asked with a crying and worried voice: "Girl, what's wrong?" Where does it hurt? Don't scare your mother, her father, what do you think of your daughter? ”

Jiao Yang's father rushed to the bed when he heard the sound, at this time Jiao Yang seemed to have a dream, and suddenly woke up, she looked at her panicked parents, and grinned: "It's okay, my mother is a little moved to feed me!" ”

When the two of them heard this, a stone in their hearts fell to the ground and smiled at each other.

"I'm full, I'm a little sleepy, I'll go to bed first!" Lingling wants to be alone and think about her own affairs, she doesn't have the heart to know too much about Jiaoyang's situation now, the future is long, and she can only wait for time in the future.

"One sleep" slept until the next morning, the sky was just bright, Jiao Yang glanced at his parents who were sleeping, quietly dressed, put the money in his back pocket, sneaked out of the hospital, took a taxi and went straight downstairs to his aunt's house.

This is an old-fashioned community, vehicle access management is not very strict, the taxi went directly downstairs to her house, and saw a black Audi A6 parked aside, of course she knew this car, the owner is Feng Lingling's uncle - Feng Jinrong.

My uncle is about to be fifty years old this year, he is of medium height, somewhat thin, with stubby eyebrows, and a pair of peach blossom eyes, although he seems to be indifferent, but he is a promiscuous species, and his face is displeased and cold. A fashionable hairstyle that only young people have, and high-quality and well-made clothes, at first glance, he is a person with style.

The uncle, who was very contemptuous and cold to himself and his mother, was really unexpected. My aunt's family has gathered downstairs, my aunt Feng Xiuli, who is in her forties, is thin and small, with a small face the size of a palm, her face is dark yellow, her whole facial features are very ordinary, her hair is coiled into a bun at the back of her head, and her eyes are a little red and swollen, which should be caused by crying for a long time.

Uncle Hou Yaozu on the side, with a height of 1.7 meters, a slightly fat body, a slightly bulging belly, and a gloomy expression. Look at my cousin Hai Bo again, more than 1.7 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, two one-word eyebrows, a pair of small eyes with single eyelids, a high nose bridge, a prominent nose, and a mouth with a slightly thicker lower lip, which is also an ordinary appearance.

The cousin's expression was a little sad and lonely, probably he has been with his cousin since he was a child, and he has more feelings? Jiao Yang stepped forward and faced Haibo: "You are Haibo, right?" My name is Jiao Yang, I was the one who sent the text message that day, I am Lingling's good sister, and I came to see her off today. ”

Haibo looked at Jiao Yang intently, how could there be such a beautiful girl? While he was staring, his uncle walked up to him and beckoned, "Haibo, who is this?" ”

Hai Bo relieved himself and looked at his uncle: "This is Sister Lingling's good sister Jiaoyang." Said to Jiaoyang: "This is my uncle, that's my mother, Sister Lingling's aunt, that's my father." ”

Jiao Yang's friendly voice said, "Hello, uncle." "Hello Auntie!" He nodded to his uncle again. At this time, the uncle looked at Jiao Yang again with an expressionless face, glanced at Haibo again, and said coldly: "It's not too early, let's go!" ”

Haibo looked at Jiao Yang's arm hanging from a plaster cast and bandage, and asked Jiao Yang in a low voice, "What's wrong with your arm?" It's inconvenient to come out, right? ”

Jiao Yang smiled comfortingly at him: "It's okay, it's almost fine, it's not in the way!" ”

Jiao Yang and Haibo got into her uncle's BYD car together, although her uncle's car was good, there was no one, but she had been with her uncle since she was a child, and she was not close to him at all, and she rarely saw him.

The car drove all the way, the air seemed a little tense and sad, everyone seemed to be immersed in grief, no one broke the silence, and soon arrived at the crematorium. Jiao Yang saw a few colleagues (Lingling's), they greeted their aunt, and then walked into the farewell hall together.

In the hall, Lingling saw Feng Yuan, who was a little depressed and sad, walked in alone and silently said goodbye to the body, he didn't greet anyone, he didn't even look at his father, and left alone after saying goodbye. He is the only son of his uncle, and he is half a year older than him.

Although Lingling is not close to her uncle, she is still quite close to this cousin, and often the three of them play together. Lingling died unexpectedly and prematurely, which should be the last thing this straightforward cousin wants to see?

Lingling's body was lying quietly on the coffin bed in the hall, her expression seemed to be very flat, she couldn't see any pain and unwillingness, let alone a sea of blood hatred, her eyes were closed, it seemed that she was just asleep, and her flat abdomen couldn't tell that she was pregnant, and the fetus that had just shown signs of life was gone forever with her mother!

Who would have thought that they would be able to see their own funeral with their own eyes? Jiao Yang has an indescribable feeling, there is an indescribable feeling hidden in the pain, looking at his familiar face, thinking of this short twenty-six years, he has grown up in loneliness and hardship, stubborn life in adversity, and worked hard in the unsatisfactory, seeing that the sun is rising to see the sun, but in the end it is an unknown death, inexplicable, is God too cruel to himself?

But God is so fond of himself, and he has let himself change his skin and come back into the world - and she is also a beautiful young woman, what is God hinting at? Isn't it time for you to change your life? Do you want to say goodbye to your original self completely? Do you want to break with your past self from now on?

Such a simple funeral, the appearance of several relatives and friends is also a comfort and a reality for Lingling! And that person, the culprit who made himself deeply in love for three years, finally killed his mother and personally fed himself sleeping pills, did not show up in the end, he didn't even have the patience to behave? Or are you too weak to show your face? Anyway, they've been together for three years after all?

And her closest person in the world, his biological father, has not shown up, or there has been no news for so many years, he doesn't know that something happened to his daughter, right? Or in his heart, this daughter doesn't exist at all, right? She felt a little injustice, a little resentment. Fortunately, there are finally a few people to send each other, and I don't come alone and go alone!

She is grateful to the person who saw her off at the end, after all, the person who can say goodbye to herself in the end must also be her closest relative or best friend, she will remember.

When my aunt saw the body of her only niece, she thought that her sister had just passed away, and her niece had also gone with her, she really felt the same pain as a thousand arrows piercing her heart, and she wailed and pounced: "Lingling-" Hai Bo on the side hugged his mother tightly, and he also burst into tears with his crying, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "Sister, that bastard killed you, I will definitely find a chance to avenge you!" ”

Jiao Yang heard Hai Bo's self-talk on the side, her tears could no longer be suppressed, gushing out like a spring, and Lingling's colleague comforted her. Lingling's body was pushed in, and a colleague said a few words of comfort to his uncle and aunt, and then said to Haibo: "Brother, take care of your mother, you have time to complete Lingling's funeral procedures!" Then he said goodbye to them and left.

The uncle looked at the sad sister and said indifferently: "This girl is all self-inflicted, how can there be such a strong child, so persuade her not to be with that embroidered pillow-like straw bag, does she listen?" In the end, she was not deceived by someone, and she was angry with her mother? I think she has no face to live, it's okay to go with her mother, and the mother and mother also have a care! What are you still upset about? At the beginning, I always blamed me for not talking about family affection, you said, who are you looking for tens of thousands of dollars? Dumbfounded this time, right? ”

The aunt just cried and didn't seem to hear it, Hai Bo looked at his uncle dissatisfied, and the uncle came over and didn't seem to like his eldest brother very much, he said lukewarmly: "Brother, what's the use of saying that now?" Besides, Lingling's child is really good, but her fate is not good! Saying that, his eyes were also red, and he really regarded Lingling as his own child for so many years.

Haibo said to Jiao Yang, who was standing on the sidelines watching them: "You and my mother should take your uncle's car back first, and my father and I will wait for the ashes." ”

Jiao Yang had no choice but to get into his uncle's car, but this time he didn't come when he was dull. The uncle looked ahead and said, "Are you Lingling's friend?" ”