Aunt Lan came, crying sparsely, Yan Yixuan didn't leave, because the red light in the rescue room had been extinguished.

The doctor in a coat hurriedly walked out and shook his head helplessly.

Yan Yixuan's heart was torn to pieces with a bang, and the whole person became decadent in an instant. "Mom, Mom." Wang Xiaoke's anxious voice drew Yan Yixuan's gaze, and Aunt Lan had already fainted because she couldn't stand the stimulation.

Wang Xiaoke cried, this time it was true, Yan Yixuan didn't go away, Wang Xi'er's family was sad, and his heart was the same, this pain was heartbreaking, and it hurt deep in his heart.

Wang Xi'er left, walking very peacefully, Yan Yixuan sometimes wondered if she would be fine if she didn't come to the First Conservatory of Music at that time, just like when he first saw her, she was so beautiful, so youthful, and so goddess-like.

There's no going back

A year later, Yan Yixuan was already in his third year, and the winter of this year was exceptionally cold, although there was no rain, but the flowers and plants on both sides of the road had already been covered with a thick layer of ice.

Yan Yixuan walked through the desolate cemetery and came to a cemetery, the tombstone in front of him was still very new, just like Wang Xi'er had just left him, the photo above was the most beautiful photo of Wang Xi'er, with long hair, big eyes, and a slightly raised smiling face as if to tell Yan Yixuan that even without her, he must have a very happy life.

There is an extra bouquet of jasmine in front of the cemetery, and for more than a year, Yan Yixuan will see a bouquet of white jasmine flowers placed here every time he comes here, and the wind is blowing. The white flowers fluttered, and it was very beautiful.

Yan Yixuan sat down cross-legged and took out two bottles of beer and a bouquet of jasmine in his bag. A small bouquet. It was placed in front of the grave.

"Xi'er, I've come to see you again, how are you doing?" Yan Yixuan said, taking care of himself and opening a bottle of beer.

In the past year or so, Yan Yixuan has grown up and matured, although he has fewer words than before. But he was still very strong, so strong that several people in the dormitory were afraid.

Yan Yixuan was sad, but he never cried in front of the crowd. He had a beard, and although it was not very long, he did not feel sad.

"Xi'er, I know you don't drink. Drink with me. Yan Yixuan said. Gently poured some beer on the ground.

"Xi'er, you know what? These days, I think about you all the time, about the time we used to be together. Yan Yixuan poured a big sip of wine. was a little choked, he could pretend to be very strong and optimistic in front of people, but in front of Wang Xi'er, he never concealed his truest self.

Take out a cigarette. He lightly lit the fire, and some people said that smoking was lonely. Yan Yixuan didn't think it, he felt that smoking was his heart, as long as he lit the fire, his heart could be illuminated no matter how cloudy it was.

He used to be a non-smoker, and even he didn't know when he learned to smoke.

Yan Yixuan laughed and cried at the same time, like a madman.

Under a poplar tree not far away, a girl in a light blue dress was watching this scene from a distance, and her heart was just as sad.

Wang Xi'er's departure made Yan Yixuan not human, not a ghost, Xia Youyou saw all this in her eyes, but it also hurt in her heart, if she could, how much she hoped that she could share part of Yan Yixuan's pain.

Every time Yan Yixuan came to see Wang Xi'er, Xia Youyou would always follow, she was afraid that Yan Yixuan would do something irrational.

Fortunately, there was no time for each time, but every time Yan Yixuan's appearance made Xia Youyou very distressed, and he couldn't breathe.

Especially the bottle of beer that Yan Yixuan poured into his mouth one by one, which made Xia Youyou wish that Yan Yixuan was drinking her own blood, at least this would make him less painful.

In front of the tombstone

Yan Yixuan gently stroked the photo of Wang Xi'er on the tombstone.

"Xi'er, are you cold down there, it's already frozen here, and the temperature around is cold, have you noticed?" Yan Yixuan said, and couldn't help crying again.

They were only together for only one year a year, and it was too late to break up or miss it, and it all came to an abrupt end.

"Hahahaha, God, are you satisfied? I've been lonely all my life, are you satisfied? Yan Yixuan laughed a little crazy.

After a few bottles of wine, Yan Yixuan's consciousness began to lose, the degree of this wine was very high, basically about the same as liquor.

He lay on the ground and raised his head to Wang Xi'er, as if he saw that she was still smiling at himself, smiling so beautifully, like a fairy in a painting.

Suddenly, Wang Xi'er began to turn around and walk into the distance, Yan Yixuan's smile stopped abruptly, "Don't go, Xi'er, don't go." ”

He stood up and ran in one direction.

Xia Youyou, who was in the distance, was startled when he saw this scene, and hurriedly ran over to pull Yan Yixuan back, "Yan Yixuan, what's wrong with you?" ‘

"Xi'er, quick, help me stop Xi'er." Yan Yixuan shouted loudly.

Xia Youyou's tears couldn't help but flow, "Yan Yixuan, Xi'er is going home, it's a place called heaven, let's not stop her." ”

"You lie, Xi'er won't leave me, she won't leave me." Yan Yixuan almost roared and said to Xia Youyou.

"I didn't lie to you, Xi'er is dead, Wang Xi'er is dead, wake up!" After Xia Youyou finished speaking, his eyes also burst out.

Wang Xi'er and Yan Yixuan were together and at the end of her eyes, she saw every drop of them in her eyes, and Wang Xi'er, she has always been a sister, Wang Xi'er's departure, Xia Youyou's heart is just as uncomfortable, Zhang Shao is as uncomfortable as Yang Wen, Jiang Ranran, and the classmates in the guitar class are as uncomfortable.

But a person can't be resurrected from death, no matter what, she shouldn't torture herself, as long as she is just as happy in another world, then it's not a big deal. Yan Yixuan held his head, and Xia Youyou's words directly made most of his wine wake up, "She's dead, yes, she's already left me." Yan Yixuan said, laughing louder and louder. Wow, I vomited straight away, and I vomited all over the ground. Xia Youyou took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped it carefully for him, "Let's go back, go back to school." As he spoke, Xia Youyou laboriously put one of Yan Yixuan's hands on his shoulder, helped him to the road, called a car, and walked to the First Conservatory of Music. At this moment, in the 301 dormitory, Yang Wen and several people are playing games, for Wang Xi'er's affairs, a whole year has passed, except for Yan Yixuan, who is still particularly concerned, other people have gradually looked down on it, even Wang Xiaoke is not as hostile to Yan Yixuan as he was at the beginning. No matter what, this matter was not Yan Yixuan's fault in the first place, Yan Yixuan just bore all the pain and everything that shouldn't be. (To be continued......)