Even in such a messy environment, there is no mistake that the voice is speaking to me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that I don't want to bother with it at all.

"It's your loved ones who have died, right? Please mourn. The voice continued.

Condolences? How easy it is to say these two words, but who can do it? As the so-called pain of the skin, how can others feel it?

Now it's not even a ward, it's just a corner of the hospital hall. Everywhere there were serious-looking doctors, nurses, and family members of the injured who were hurrying and even trotting, and there were cries one after another everywhere, as well as the screams and cries of pain from the wounded.

There was only a slight bulge on the top of my father's head, and very little blood oozed out, which had already coagulated. But this wound became his fatal wound. He was dressed as he was when he went out, and perhaps he had not undergone any medical treatment, or perhaps the doctor had declared him dead if he did not need or even did not need to be resuscitated.

How fragile is human life?

"Miss, miss?" The voice was still ringing behind me, and I was so distraught that I tried to cover my ears.

"This gentleman, may I ask ...... you" The speaker was Mr. Chen, who came to the hospital with me. It was he who brought me this thunderbolt of news today.

I wondered that I was in such great grief that I could still tell with reason and clarity who was talking about me in this tumultuous hospital. Although the voices came and went, they were not very real, as if they had come from another world.

"I happened to ...... Come with the hospital. You know this dead ...... Well, the old man? The first voice said.

"Recognize. This is my student's father. I could hear Mr. Chen lower his voice slightly: "Coincidentally, I came to this hospital today to see a doctor, and I ended up encountering such a problem." Alas! ”

"That's why you went back and notified your family, and she rushed over, right? I'm helpless, I don't know who he is, I don't know who I can entrust to, and I can't just leave it alone. Now the entire hospital is in chaos, and there are too many injured people on the dock who have been sent over, and it is too late to treat them, let alone find their families to identify them. It's just, why is there such a female student in their family? What about the others? ”

"There are no others. This family...... Alas, this is the only one left now! Teacher Chen sighed with emotion and asked, "I see that you are also injured, what happened?" Do you know the inside story? I just listened a few times, as if I was beaten by the military police? ”

"It's those bandit-like guys!" The voice said angrily: "The strike at the port is a legitimate demand!" As a result, the government not only did not listen to the people's voices, but also sent armed military police to suppress it. Those military and police were all armed, and when they rushed into the crowd, it was a random fight! ”

"But what does this have to do with Lao Wu? Isn't he just doing odd jobs at the port? How did this bad luck happen to him? This man has always been honest and cautious. ”

"Maybe it has something to do with the clothes he's wearing."

I've already guessed it. My father was wearing a seaman's uniform, which he had picked up the other day and had been discarded. At that time, he said to me with a smile: "This dress can be worn again, but it's a pity to throw it away like this." "As everyone knows, it was this dress that became his talisman! The armed military police who suppressed the strike mistook his father, who wore a seaman's uniform, for being part of the strike, so they dealt with him...... Cruel! They were so cruel! I was tugging at the seaman's uniform, which I couldn't see the background color of, and I really wanted to tear it apart!

"He was there with me when the accident happened, and I saw a stick hit the old man right on the head, and he was ...... at that time."

"Say no more!" I couldn't take it any longer, and at once I stood up, turned away, and screamed in disregard, "Don't—no more!" I don't want to hear it, I don't want to know anything! "My voice was short and poignant, it didn't seem to come out of my mouth. Even to my own ears, it was like an echo from a distant place.

I saw Teacher Chen glance at a young man with a white face and a bandage on his shoulder, and the young man immediately closed his mouth.

Teacher Chen stepped forward and said to me in a soft voice as much as possible: "Yuzhen, I know it is difficult for you to accept this fact for a while, but people cannot be resurrected after death, you must be strong!" There are a lot of things that need to be dealt with now, such as your father's funeral, and you can't let his body ......"

I saw Mr. Chen's mouth opening and closing, but I only felt that there seemed to be a train roaring in my ears, and I couldn't quite understand what he was saying, but I could hear him speak of "death" and "remains" very clearly. I took a step back, a step back, and then slammed into the iron bed where my father was lying, startled by the cold touch of the iron railing. I looked back and saw my father's pale face, his black eyes floating lifelessly in his half-closed eyes.

I shook my head desperately, only to feel that there were too many people in the hospital, and the air was so thin that I couldn't breathe. I loosened my neckline, but I still felt my lungs being deflated little by little, and I became a dying fish on the bank of the Huangpu River.

I just kept struggling!

I saw that Mr. Chen's face changed, and he stepped forward with a frightened expression to help me, but I dodged it. The young man also stretched out his arm to stop me, but I didn't know where I got the strength to push him away, and then staggered out of the hospital. I felt as if I heard someone behind me calling my name, but I knew very well that the person who always called my name with warmth and care was no longer there! I had only one thought, to leave, to leave, to leave this noisy world, to escape to a place where no one would babble about reality, to a place where death would not come.

The light outside was bright, and the sunlight scattered on the white flowers and flowers reflected back mercilessly, stabbing me so much that I could barely open my eyes. I walked aimlessly, running at first, but then my speed gradually slowed down and slowly turned into stumbling and walking.

Suddenly, I realized that the street I was in was somewhat familiar. yes, I remember here. This is close to the port, and people often take some loose seafood unloaded from the ship to sell here, fresh and cheap. My father was always afraid that my nutrition would not keep up, so sometimes he would take me here to buy some small fish and shrimp for me. At that time, I was still young, and I combed two crooked braids and obediently followed behind. In order to pick up the lowest price, we often have to wait until the market is about to break up before we can buy the desirable one. So, my father carried the things he had bought, and walked with one foot high and one foot low. I took my father's hand and wore ill-fitting shoes, kicking and tapping beside me. As he walked, he told his father what he had seen today. My father smiled and tilted his head slightly, listening attentively no matter how ridiculous my words were. When the sun sets, it will stretch our shadows, one tall and one short, very long......

But now, where is that man?

"Zhenzhen!" It was as if I heard my father calling me, calling me in his usual laughing and caressing voice.

I stopped abruptly, looking around. However, I didn't see the figure I was familiar with. All I heard was the screeching of the car's horn and brakes, the screaming, and what seemed to be the sound of footsteps, and then I lost consciousness......