Yizhu looked at the flowers in full bloom in the garden, his face was full of happy smiles, and at the end of his life, he tried his best to take out the peace charm from his waist and wanted to hand it over to Sun Youwei, Sun Youwei saw that Yizhu had something to give him, so he reached out to pick it up, but Yizhu's hand hung down in mid-air, and he still held the peace charm tightly in his palm.

Sun Youwei couldn't control his emotions anymore and shouted at the sky, the voice resounded through the sky and startled a group of birds, tightly hugged Yizhu in his arms, and shouted bitterly that Yizhu wanted to wake her up from "sleep", he didn't want to believe that Yizhu just left nothing, and his heart was very painful and deeply realized: "The beauty is not hesitant to me, the beauty is not in my reach, and there is only one person left to be sad!" What a painful realization.

Qingyu and Zhou Jin on the side didn't say anything, looked at Sun Youwei blankly, and didn't step forward to comfort at this time, silence is better than sound, Yihe also cried when he saw his sister leaving, and he couldn't help but lean on Zhou Jin's shoulder when he cried so sad, Zhou Jin gently patted her back with his hand to show comfort.

At night, the lights are on, Jinhua Mansion is still full of people, and visitors are not lively. It's just that there is a sad atmosphere everywhere in a house, only a few lights are lit in the huge yard, swaying in the wind, as if they will be blown out at any time, people in the house do not often come to live, only invite an old couple to clean up in this daily life, today someone came to the old couple wanted to make some good dishes and have fun, but who would have thought that this kind of painful thing happened, everyone was immersed in the grief of Yizhu's death, and some rice porridge and a few small plates of pickles and small fish were put in the house.

Zhou Jin and Qingyu were really hungry after running for a day, and they hurriedly drank some porridge and put down the dishes on the table without moving, Yihe sat by the window in a daze, his eyes looked at the sky stupidly, and he looked carefully at the crystal tears on his eyelashes, and when the tears dried up, there were only endless thoughts.

Qingyu said to Zhou Jin on the side: "You went over to persuade Yihe to let her come over and eat something, how can the little woman stand not eating and drinking all day." Zhou Jin got up, came to Yihe's side, looked at the endless dark night, and said: "It's already dark, and it's been another day, you haven't eaten or drunk all day, which makes people so worried." ”

Yihe seemed to be muttering to himself: "I'm going to wait for my sister to come back, and we'll all eat together." Hearing this, Zhou Jinzai couldn't help but say: "Yihe, wake up, Yizhu has already left, and he will never come back, you have to learn to face reality, you don't want to live in the memories of the past, so how can Yizhu walk at ease." ”

Zhou Jin's words have a basin of cold water in winter to wake up Yihe from his dream, and his heart that was finally anesthetized hurt again, and he cried again, Zhou Jin couldn't bear to comfort him: "The deceased is the best comfort for the deceased to live well, and the porridge is on the table and you can go over and eat some if you are hungry." After Zhou Jin finished speaking, he returned to Qingyu's side and shook his head helplessly.

Qingyu said to Zhou Jin: "Yihe's departure hit both of them very hard, one is a sister and "dearest" who grew up together, and the other is a confidante who has nothing to say and has fought hard. Either way, this is an unacceptable reality. Qingyu continued: "Let's go to the courtyard to see your cousin, he hasn't eaten for a day, so he's sitting there." As he spoke, he put some porridge and a small plate of vegetables on a tray and handed them to Zhou Jin.

The two of them walked out of the house and felt the slightest coolness in the yard, and when they came to the pavilion, they saw that Sun Youwei was still holding the long-lost Yizhu tightly, Zhou Jin took the food and said next to him: "Cousin, you can eat something, you see I have brought it to you." Sun Youwei didn't look at the food and looked at the Yizhu in his arms with a dull gaze, and Zhou Jin had no choice but to put the food in his hand on the stone table.

Qingyu sighed and said: "Brother Sun, the deceased has gone, you have to mourn, even if you don't think about yourself, don't let down Miss Yizhu's heart, what is she fighting for with her life?" Isn't it just for you to be able to live well, how can you rest Yizhu's spirit in heaven with your appearance. Sun Youwei's sluggish gaze moved to Qingyu, and Qingyu saw that Sun Youwei had a reaction and continued: "Now that it's dark, it's a little cold outside, and Miss Yizhu will be afraid of the cold." ”

Sun Youwei finally spoke: "Yes, you're right, I can't let Miss Yizhu get cold outside." As he spoke, he picked up Yizhu and walked into the house, never glancing at the food on the table. Sun Youwei carried Yizhu into the house and put it on the bed and gently covered the futon, the light in the room was very dim, Zhou Jin and Qingyu turned on the lights in the room separately.

When the light was turned on, Sun Youwei still felt a little dazzling, and blocked the candlelight with his hand to prevent it from shining on his face. After a while, gradually getting used to the candlelight in the room, Sun Youwei put his hand down, Qingyu and Zhou Jin were very surprised, this is only one day, Sun Youwei has become like this, his eyes are blank, his eyes are dull, black circles are all over the eyelids, and the beard on his face has grown a lot, and he looks a lot older at a glance.

Qingyu secretly sighed in his heart, how much power should be in love to make a person judge two people in one day, and Zhou Jin, who usually talks a lot, didn't know what to say at this time, so he stood by stupidly. Qingyu pulled Zhou Jin out of the house and came to the courtyard, Qingyu said: "It seems that Yizhu's departure has hit your cousin quite hard, people who can't be resurrected must be buried, I'm really worried that he will do something stupid." Zhou Jin picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the flowers, smashed a few petals and fell into the grass. Zhou Jin said: "What else can you say, just tell him directly." Qingyu said with a worried face: "I'm afraid that he won't be able to accept what he says directly, and he will do stupid things!" The country is easy to change, and the temperament is difficult to change, Zhou Jin said with a ruffian face: "You can rest assured that the dignified seven-foot man can't even get over this hurdle, how to be the head of the family in the future." It's not good for you to say that I'll go talk to him. Zhou Jin turned around and walked towards the house, and Qingyu had to shake his head helplessly behind him.

The room was brightly lit, which was deliberately done by Qingyu and Zhou Jin after discussion, the dim light was easy to make people feel sad and cranky, so the two of them took out all the candles to be used in the house for seven days and lit them, Yihe must have been crying too tired and had fallen asleep in a groggy state, Zhou Jin took a deep breath when he was about to go to Sun Youwei's side, and said to Sun Youwei who was still in a daze: "Cousin, we are all sad when Yizhu is gone, you have to face this reality, don't use daze to hide your pain, If you want to cry, just cry out loud, just cry out. ”

Zhou Jin said a big call, Sun Youwei was still indifferent, so he was very helpless, so he simply gritted his teeth and said: "Yizhu's aftermath must be handled immediately, and now it is easy to have problems with the corpse in this kind of weather." After saying this, Zhou Jin closed his eyes and waited for Sun Youwei to scold like a storm.

Qingyu stood aside and pinched a sweat for Zhou Jin, Zhou Jin closed his eyes and didn't wait for the expected scolding, Sun Youwei's voice sounded in his ears: "You and Qingyu don't have to worry about this matter, I have asked Uncle Dong in the house to arrange it, and you can be buried tomorrow, okay, you and Qingyu have also run for a day and go to rest early!" Zhou Jin said: "We are not tired and can accompany you here." Saying that, he was about to find a place to sit down, and Sun Youwei continued: "I want you to rest first." The words were full of undoubtedness, Zhou Jin had no choice but to go to a place to rest with Qingyu, and when he left, he didn't forget to ask: "Do you want us to take it down to rest." Sun Youwei looked at Yizhu's eyes full of love, and said without looking back: "Let her be here, I promised Yizhu to take care of her." The two of them left the house without saying a word.

After the two left, Sun Youwei muttered to himself: "Yizhu, why are you so stupid, Sun can still survive in the world even if he breaks his arm, and you don't have to fight with your life, if you don't give up at that time, I won't leave, Mingmei is marrying you and taking you over, we can watch the flowers bloom and fall together, and now the yin and yang are separated and Sun Mou is left to face alone in the days to come, how can you bear Yizhu in your heart, you wake up........." As he spoke, he cried at the end of the day, and the scene of crying was all moving.

The next day, the rooster in the distance reported the dawn of the three Yizhu was put in the coffin and moved to the carriage, Sun Youwei and several people rushed out of the city in three carriages, the first one sat three people, Sun Youwei and Yizhu were in the car to guard the spirit, Uncle Dong was outside to catch the car, and the back sat Zhou Jin and Qingyu and the handle of the car was full of all kinds of sacrifices, and the last one sat a few guys hired to help.

The carriage walked quietly on the street, passers-by rarely heard a few dogs barking, came to the city gate to guard the city soldiers were not embarrassed and were allowed to go out, because yesterday had been reported in advance to the patrol yamen, so today the road is unimpeded, out of the city gate, Uncle Dong rode his horse and whipped towards the cemetery, and the carriage behind also followed closely.

About a cup of tea to the burial place, a few hired men carried the coffin of Yizhu out of the carriage, put on the four pieces of wood and waited for the auspicious day to be buried, Sun Youwei stood quietly aside, Qingyu simply had nothing to do to look at the topography of this place, here is surrounded by mountains, there is a meandering stream next to it, although I don't know feng shui, but standing here is cool and breezy, and I can hear the sound of the stream in my ears, feng shui should be not bad.

With Uncle Dong's shout of "auspicious time to come", several guys put the coffin into the tomb in an orderly manner, Yihe on the side has been sobbing and making people feel sad, a new grave has been built with the kung fu of tea, the tombstone is engraved with the four big characters of "Yizhu's Tomb", Yihe knelt in front of the tombstone and burned the sacrifices, Sun Youwei stood next to him and looked at the tombstone in front of him without a pit, Zhou Jin and Qingyu sprinkled the paper money into the air on the side, Uncle Dong was not far away and a few guys didn't know what to say.

After an hour like this, the sky was already bright, and Uncle Dong came to Sun Youwei's side and said, "Young Master, it's almost time to go back." Sun Youwei said: "I know, you just wait for a while and I can say a few words!" Uncle Dong didn't say anything more.

Sun Youwei said to the grave of Yizhu in front of him: "Yizhu, you can go with confidence, I will take care of Yihe, and I will also visit you every Qingming according to our agreement." After saying that, he turned around and left, got into the carriage and didn't look at it anymore, Yizhu was pulled away by Zhou Jin and Qingyu who were next to him, Yihe turned around step by step and wanted to find some more memories.

When everything was cleaned up, everyone set up the carriage and left, leaving only a fox grave, and the breeze blew the paper money all over the ground as if it was about to chase the distant carriage.