217, a hasty end

The funeral ceremony was directly rented in the funeral home, and Xia Zhi asked Zhang Renli, and he said that there was no longer a mourning hall at home.

There was a white cloth table at the door, and one of Zhang Renli's relatives was helping to collect the money. Those who came to pay their respects and offered incense came and went in a hurry, and only a few stayed until the end.

The whole ceremony was also very brief, it only lasted more than an hour, and the body was pushed to be cremated, looking cold and deserted.

Xia Zhi sat on a chair at the back and witnessed the whole process. She bit her lip, she couldn't believe that such a living person was gone.

And, are they in such a hurry? The person went yesterday, and today's funeral gave her a feeling of a hasty ending.

Not to mention the scenery of the funeral, it is better to be more rigorous and careful, just like that, Cao Limei's mother's family has no opinion? The summer solstice is full of grievances.

After the funeral, Cao Limei's sister supported her parents and left first, leaving Cao Limei's brother to help Zhang Renli deal with the aftermath. Zhang Renli's parents also left first because they were with their children. The rest of the mourners had already left the scene silently, and the summer solstice was still waiting outside the incineration room.

"Let's go." Han Junxi gently touched her arm. After getting the ashes, Zhang Renli directly stored the ashes in the columbarium, and there was no point in them staying here.

Xia Zhi muttered, "They sent her away like this." ”

They stood at the foot of a flight of stairs outside the incineration room, Zhang Renli and Cao Limei's brother stood in the corridor of the incineration room and didn't know what to say.

Xia Zhi looked up at him, but he still couldn't help but run up the stairs, Han Junxi immediately grabbed her and said softly, "What do you want to do?" ”

Xia Zhi said with a dark face: "I'll ask him, why don't you do it well, obviously the mourning hall can be rented for two more hours, and no one will be invited to do the ceremony." ”

She didn't believe that she could really surpass her soul with a single round of blowing, but it wasn't as hasty as she was now.

"Chen Dajiao, are you crazy?" Han Junxi lowered his voice and scolded her, "I know if you are not happy in your heart, but you don't want to find fault at this time." She killed herself, this is called violent death, is it very taboo in customs, do you understand? The family can still hold a funeral for her, which is already benevolent and righteous. Besides, do you think her husband and children will be better off than you? ”

Xia Zhi raised her eyes to look at him, how could she not understand, but she couldn't help herself. A sour sour snab welled up in her nose, and two more tears rolled down her eyes. She turned and ran down the stairs to the end.

Han Junxi caught up with her and said, "Go back." Send me your ID number and I'll buy you a ticket. ”

She closed her lips and was silent. From last night's rush to Yancheng until now, it has only been more than ten hours, and she has a feeling of shortness of breath that cannot be slowed down.

All night last night, she forbade herself to look at those chat messages with Cao Limei again, but she still kept thinking about it. This account will never be used again, and as long as she does not empty the chat messages, these words will remain on her phone.

In fact, even if she deletes the message, those words will always be in her mind.

She kept assuming that if she had given her a little more response when Cao Limei had sent her a message and called her, would it have changed the result?

She kept walking, and her tears kept falling.

Han Junxi grabbed her arm and made her stop: "Don't race anymore, report my ID number, I'm buying a ticket!" ”

She wiped her tears, and her face was already crying: "I hurt her!" I promised her that she could come to me at any time, but I ignored her like everyone else, thinking she was making a big fuss and I didn't call her back! I should have talked to her......"

Han Junxi hugged her into his arms and buried her face in his chest: "It's none of your business...... She has postpartum depression, you know? ”118

She let her tears wet the hem of his clothes: "...... I should remind them of ...... I've had the opportunity to ......"

"Don't make a show for yourself, don't take the blame on yourself...... What should blame you is that her husband is not you, he lies next to her every night, but he never cares about her...... What does this have to do with you? ”

He patted her on the back and took two steps back when she had cried enough, widening the distance between the two.

"Okay, right? Let's go get some food and go back to Nanzhou. He said.

They went directly to the high-speed rail station, had a casual meal outside the high-speed rail station, and then got on the train back to Nanzhou.

Xia Zhi felt that his head was very heavy, and he didn't know if it was because he was crying too much, as if his body was emptied and his limbs were weak.

"If I lean on your shoulder, will you think I like you?" She asked Han Junxi very seriously.

"If you don't ask, I will." He adjusted his sitting position and stretched his shoulders towards her, "How?" Comfortable, right? ”

"Uh-huh......" she couldn't lift her eyelids and snorted in her throat.

She didn't study whether it was comfortable to lean on him, she just felt chills and weakness for a while, and she wanted to sleep, sleep undisturbed.

When Han Junxi put his hand on her face, she opened her eyes and looked at it, and then pushed it away irritably: "Don't touch me." ”

"No, Chen Dajiao, something is wrong with you."

"You're wrong." She turned her head to the other side, but her neck didn't seem to be able to support the heavy headcase, and after a while, she couldn't help but press her head back on Han Junxi's shoulder.

He said, "Do you have a fever?" Got a cold last night? When you get off the bus, I'll take you to the doctor. ”

Only then did she notice that her body temperature did seem to be elevated, and she put the back of her hand on her forehead and said, "It's okay, I'll just go home and sleep." ”

Going to the hospital is also prescribing some fever reducers. She usually doesn't get sick much, but she basically has a fever once a year, like regular detoxification, there is no other discomfort, she doesn't care, just carry it and pass.

"That'...... I'll send you back? I can send you home this time, right? He asked her, looking down.

"Go downstairs. You can also choose not to send it. It's not that she can't walk, but he asked, as if she would be very unkind if she refused.

He didn't insist very much, he took a taxi to the warm family apartment after getting off the high-speed rail, and he also got off the car when she got off, but he didn't mention going upstairs, but took the initiative to leave: "Go back to sleep, call me if there's anything." ”

She wouldn't call him about anything, but she said "thank you".

He smiled and turned to walk, and just a few steps later he heard her call his name, he turned to look at her, and she said, "You don't hate you these two days." ”

She was so immersed in her own sorrow that she had been so anxious for the past two days that she didn't have the heart to deal with him. Now that the matter is over, looking back, fortunately he accompanied her to Yancheng, and she really couldn't go alone. She's too emotional.

"Ah...... That's a high rating, isn't it? ”

She smiled slightly and walked noncommittally into the gate of the community.