He Yan looked down at his phone, rubbed his fingers twice, and raised his head, "You still help me call Xiang Xing and ask, Xiaochun's mobile phone has been turned off." ”

Cheng Shuang immediately nodded and got up, but she really didn't know how to persuade him after looking at him for a while. The man's thumb kept rubbing the mobile phone, lowering his head, and he could see that this was also a long-term affection, and it was also very difficult, the living still fought hard, the dead, what should I do...... Sighing, Cheng Shuang went to call.

When he came back, the man was still sitting there looking down at his phone speechlessly,

"Don't worry," Cheng Shuang saw that he looked up and seemed to be in a trance, but he immediately stabilized, he was really an excellent child. "He took Xiaochun to Xiangqian's grave, nothing serious, he asked me to tell you that Feng Xuanling was also there, and the cornea donated to Xiang Xiang was for Feng Xuanling, so don't worry that Feng Xuanling will be bad for Xiaochun."

He Yan had already slowly got up, and for a while people seemed to be stunned...... After a long time, he nodded, "Thank you." ”

Jiang Xiang drove and glanced at He Yan beside him, he always looked out of the car window, his face flickered in the light of the lights speeding outside, and he really didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

It's just that when he was about to reach Bawang Mountain, he motioned for him to stop, "At this point, can you help me buy an urn?"

Jiang Xiang was shocked, but he didn't say much, and nodded, "Yes." ”

Before going up the mountain, a pure white urn was held in He Yan's arms, and the car went up the mountain to the position told by Cheng Shuang.

The tomb is not luxurious, but the location is unique, the windward hill stands alone, facing the south where she is located......

At this point,

Koharu knelt there,

Staring blankly at the picture on the tombstone,

Feng Xuanling stood not close to the back, and the person seemed to have lost his soul......

It's just that Xiang Xing is holding a shovel...... It seems to be prying the grave!

He Yan didn't get out of the car,

She stared at the picture,

He stared at her,

Maybe there were some vague memories with her before,

At this moment, it poured out like a tide, and what was not very clear was also completely clear.

They've been to a lot of places together.

In the past ten years, he has taken her awkward up the mountain, down the sea, across the sky, and into the earth.

He Yan only now remembered the reason why he did this:

I just want to leave their traces everywhere...... One day, she is gone, or, she is gone, at least heaven and earth are the proof, mountains and seas are the eyes, and I have seen them together......

And at this time,

In her gaze,

Only that photo,

Only her double ten,

Her Forward ......

He Yan thought bitterly: It's tonight, let's see, can ten years of love and hate resist the unforgettable heart of first love......

Xiang Xing is really prieing the grave,

A handful of soil turned over behind the tombstone, a gust of wind blew over, miserable, sad, helpless,

He rolled up his sleeves and lifted an iron box out of the dirt.

Obviously, as soon as Koharu saw it, she couldn't stand it, and she raised her right hand and bit it hard. She wants to endure, yes, He Yan knows her best, today's Xiaochun is brave, no matter how stunned she is, she has been holding on, without hysteria, without great sorrow, which is different from her "stupidity" when Meria died ten years ago...... But, maybe she couldn't control herself, the tears, the strength of biting the back of her hand...... He Yan held the urn in his palm and gradually clenched it, he was afraid that Xiaochun would bite off the flesh on the back of her own hand, but he couldn't go down to stop it, this was her cancer, she had to peel it off by herself, experience it by herself, and experience it by herself......

Xiang Xing pried open the iron box,

He looked at Koharu, "I didn't think there would be an open day,"

Koharu bit the back of his hand and nodded,

With a dull "bang", the iron box lid flicked up a little and closed again,

Slowly push the lid open to the row,

Xiaochun took a look inside, and finally tears burst the embankment, and sure enough, the back of his hand was bloody......

Xiang Xing didn't make a sound, and took out one from it, and it was vaguely obvious that it was still a cookie box...... Passed it to her arms, "Because it is necessary to embalm, this box is still processed." He told me to use this cookie box, and you always put your favorite things in this box under his bed......"

"Onward!" Feng Xuanling in the back shouted and knelt down!

Man, when you find out that in the end, it's all wrong, it's all wrong...... You have failed a pure heart, you have failed the deepest sympathy, and you have failed the "value" that he cherishes most in his own life......

Inside the box is a heart,

A heart that has been wrapped in preservatives for ten years,

Back then, he donated everything,

Only one heart insists on staying in this ordinary cookie box,

In this cookie box, she has filled her favorite biscuits, her favorite hairpins, her favorite small cards, and all the things she is reluctant to throw away.

Forward remembered her and his first face, the doctor said, "Rather than keep it and watch it die, it is better to break it in the best moment." ”

He didn't want to be hiding,

He didn't want to see Koharu's eyes nestled in her mother's arms that day, and then look at him like this, so heartbroken, but he had to give up......

Xiaochun held the box, looked down at the heart, there was no more blood, it was hard into a ball, wrinkled into a ball, old into a ball, Xiaochun finally let out a tearing scream, "Forward, you hide it from me so hard!" ”

A bitter word,

How much affection,

"It's love, it's cancer, it's Rulai, Koharu and forward, in this life, what should I do!"

"It's a big deal, one death and one life, heaven and man are forever separated, and each is fine."

No one has really said such a thing from the mouth,

It was the last glimpse of this life, and he told her,

One dead and one alive,

One holds a heart,

A grave,

A tearing scream,

One said, Xiaochun, what are you crying about, when you cry, it is my birthday, I will carry you away, let's say okay, once I take a step out of my legs, after walking out of a section, I don't want to think about anything, I don't want to be all kinds of suffering, I don't want to be happy, just go......

One of the people who was holding him trembled and got up, go, go...... I don't want to do anything, I don't want to be suffering, I don't want to be happy, I just go......

"Koharu!!"

Who is calling her,

Koharu is holding his hands or walking against the wind,

"Koharu! Don't you want me,

Don't you want your husband,

He has been with you for eleven years and forty-five days.

Koharu, do you remember his birthday, he was June 9th,

Do you remember how many places he took you through, nine hundred and sixty-two platforms, one hundred and twenty-one terminals,

Do you remember how many diaries he wrote for you in eleven years, fifty-three,

Do you remember what he likes to drink the most, your favorite Shaoxing red,

Do you remember what color he loves the most, the red and green that you can never change,

Koharu!

Eleven years,

Eleven years still can't withstand the short two years between you and him!

Koharu,

You obsessive little fool,

If you have to die to turn you back,

Chun'er,

It's almost ten o'clock,

I promise that in twenty-four hours, tomorrow at ten o'clock and ten o'clock, everything of mine will be reduced to ashes and put into this urn!

Koharu,

I'm really gone, what can you do, you should really think about what to do,

It's me

It's me He Yan who has accompanied you to this day! ”

Koharu hugged the iron box tightly, cried bitterly, and stopped his feet......