The knock on the door was a person who came to deliver the letter, and he said that when he went to Xu's mansion to deliver the letter, Mrs. Xu did not believe his words and refused to open the door. I had to find this place.

Shen Mengxi calmed down, "You make things clear again!" ”

"I didn't understand, so the postal company asked me to deliver a letter, saying that Mr. Xu Shizhe's plane hit a mountain near Jinan in a fog, and the three people on the plane were gone. When I arrived at Xu's house, Mrs. Xu didn't open the door and drove me away, and the postal company asked me to come to you again. ”

Shen Mengxi gave him a few oceans, and the man left.

Shen Mengxi immediately called Lu Xiaomei, and the Xu family quickly picked up the phone.

"Is Xu Shizhe here?" Shen Mengxi asked eagerly. Ah Huan had already heard the voice, and ran downstairs barefoot, clutching her arm tightly.

"He's not here." Lu Xiaomei's voice was very panicked, "The day before yesterday, we had a quarrel, he had to listen to Lin Huiya's speech, I didn't want him to go, he didn't listen!" I threw something over in a hurry, but I knocked off his glasses, and he got angry and went out. ”

"I just received a letter from the postal company, saying that Xu Shizhe's plane crashed near Jinan, and we are going to Jinan to see if the matter is true or not, let's go together." Shen Mengxi didn't want to beat around the bush and went straight to the topic.

Over there, Lu Xiaomei cried, "I'm not going, I'm not going!" It must not be Shizhe's, he has already bought his train ticket for tomorrow, how can he go to take a plane again! ”

"So you're not going? I know. Shen Mengxi deducted the phone.

Ah Huan trembled, "Mom! ”

Shen Mengxi looked at Ah Huan, "We have to go to Jinan, we have to go to see the real and fake, do you dare to go?" ”

Ah Huan nodded vigorously, and two tears fell on Shen Mengxi's body.

Everyone couldn't sleep anymore, so Shen Mengxi simply packed his bags and sat in the study.

A low cry came from Huan's room, and Helen was softly reassuring him.

What the hell is this world, it always has its own set steps, and if you try your best to change it a little bit, it will still stubbornly return to its original trajectory. Shen Mengxi couldn't help but look at the night sky, and remembered the perspective of ants, is there really a four-dimensional and five-dimensional space controlling everything? Is there really a hand playing with this world? Is the universe really just a programme?

So, what is she, who has been reborn repeatedly?

At dawn, Shen Mengxi, Zhang Jiayu and A Huan took the train to Jinan. The train was so slow that it was the middle of the night when it arrived in Jinan, Xu Shizhe's friend Shen Congwen came, and Liang Chengru was on a business trip in Shandong and also rushed over. There were also three friends from Nanjing who arrived almost at the same time as them, and one of them called out to Seventh Sister when he saw Shen Mengxi.

Shen Mengxi carefully identified it, it turned out to be Zhang Xinhuai, a cousin of Zhang Jiayu, who brought his wife Han Xiangmei, and a friend Yang Xingfo who they had a party together yesterday.

Shen Mengxi stepped forward and called the third brother, and then briefly greeted everyone.

When they learned that Lu Xiaomei did not come, they all lowered their eyelids and were silent. Several people began to discuss going to the crash site tomorrow.

Early the next morning, although Shen Mengxi was well prepared, she was still not allowed to go because she was a woman.

She and her third sister-in-law stayed, Ah Huan insisted on going, and Zhang Xinhuai also promised to take good care of her nephew.

Zhang Xinhuai is the cousin of Zhang Jiayu's same sect, and their respective grandfathers are brothers. Zhang Xinhuai is now the dean of the School of Literature at Nanjing Central University, and has a close relationship with Xu Shizhe. The third sister-in-law, Han Xiangmei, is also a professor at Central University, a well-known beauty in the literary world with Lin Huiya, Ling Su, etc., and she usually chats with Zhang Xinhuai's friends, she sat down and told Shen Mengxi what she knew.

On the 18th, Shizhe suddenly came to Nanjing, with an angry look, his pants were short, his shirt was shabby, his forehead was a little blue, and his glasses were broken, saying that he was broken by Lu Xiaomei's cigarette gun, and he went out in a fit of anger.

That night, our husband and wife, plus Yang Xingfo and Shi Zhe, talked about life and love by candlelight.

We made fun of him as a wife slave, and he was not angry, although he quarreled with Lu Xiaomei, he actually had a painting of her on him, and he wanted to take it to Beiping to frame her. Shizhe also teased herself, 'I said what will you do if I die?' Xiaomei said that if you die, I will be a merry widow! I also advised him not to go to Nanjing, because I had an inexplicable foreboding, and he said that it didn't matter if it was Zhang Hanqing's Ford, which was very safe. He also said that tomorrow must be a sunny day, and everything will go well.

On the morning of the 19th, the sky was a little cloudy, Zhang Hanqing's plane canceled the flight, but Shizhe insisted on taking the Jinan postal plane and flew to Beiping in order to catch up with Lin Huiya's speech. I advised him not to fly, and asked the pilot if he was a foreigner or a Chinese, and he said that he would always fly! He went out and suddenly kissed me on the left cheek, and it turned out to be the last goodbye kiss.

We received a phone call from Shen Congwen in the middle of the night last night, and they analyzed that it was the plane that suddenly encountered heavy fog in Jinan, and the pilot's lack of experience lowered the flight altitude, resulting in a collision into Baima Mountain, and the plane fell off the cliff and caught fire. After listening to my tears, I regretted why I didn't insist on holding him, I already had an ominous premonition, and I still let him on the plane, which is my lifelong regret and guilt. In the end, Han Xiangmei couldn't cry.

In the evening, everyone who went to the scene came back and brought back Xu Shizhe's body, and the postal company that went with him also brought back the remains of the two pilots. Ah Huan was depressed, her eyes were red and swollen, and when she saw Shen Mengxi rushing up, she hugged her and cried. Zhang Xinhuai shook his head and sighed, and told Shen Mengxi that the scene was too tragic, and the three people on the plane were burned to charcoal, but Xu Shizhe was judged according to the location and the items around him, he took a long scroll of landscape by Lu Xiaomei, who was a beginner in Chinese painting, and took it to Nanjing to let Yang Xingfo add the question, Shen Mengxi also read it, and there were inscriptions by Hu Hongxing and several people on it, which looked lively and lively, as if the circle of friends liked and commented. Because it was packed in an iron box, it survived an air crash, but it is still well preserved.

With the help of Zhang Xinhuai, Shen Congwen, and Liang Chengru, Xu Shizhe's body was transported back to Shanghai and rebuilt and buried in the Wanguo Funeral Home.

The loss of a child in old age is a great disaster in life.

Ah Huan was still young, so Zhang Xinhuai was run by Zhang Xinhuai as a relative and friend, and held a grand funeral for Xu Shizhe in Shanghai, and many celebrities in the cultural circle were present. Xu Shizhe, 34 years old, a young and romantic poet, China's earliest vernacular poet, a poet without the slightest partisanship, died prematurely, making people sigh.

The Crescent Poetry Magazine has issued a special issue of "Poetry and Philosophy Commemorative Issue" to publish commemorative articles by friends. Shen Mengxi only wrote a eulogy as Mengxi.

On the day of the funeral, Lu Xiaomei wrote an elegy

How many past dusts have become nightmares, five years of sorrow and joy, hurried eternal tricks, the way of heaven is ridiculed, and the desire to die is not due to the mother's old age.

Don't hate to say to anyone, you are sick, you are slim and detached, the world should not be long in coming, and the editor of the last essay will answer the king's heart.

At this time, Lu Xiaomei was supported by someone, mourning relatives, very weak, wearing a black cheongsam, like a weak willow supporting the wind, I saw a lot of pity.

Lin Huiya also came from Peking to attend the funeral and presented a signed wreath. Shen Mengxi keenly discovered that Lin Huiya was pregnant, but she was not very pregnant. When Lin Huiya saw Shen Mengxi, she suddenly burst into tears, and Shen Mengxi knew that she was guilty because of Xu Shizhe's going to listen to the speech. But he didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only hand her a tissue, and Liang Chengru also thoughtfully supported her shoulder.

Suddenly, there was a noisy noise on the other side of the lobby, and Ah Huan's voice was sad and indignant, "It's you!" It's you arguing with your father again! It's you who smoke opium every day and squander it so much that makes him run around! It's you! You killed my father! You give back my father! ”

Shen Mengxi rushed over, only to see Ah Huan being hugged by Zhang Jiayu, struggling to point at Lu Xiaomei with his hand, and shouting excitedly. Lu Xiaomei's face turned pale, and she sat down on the chair, embarrassed.

Hu Hongxing came over to comfort Lu Xiaomei and motioned for Shen Mengxi to take Ah Huan away.

Shen Mengxi just didn't see it, she went over to hug Ah Huan tightly and patted his back, and Ah Huan gradually calmed down.

"Ah Huan, when you grow up, you must know that you have to take care of your own image, this is your father's funeral, don't let him be uneasy, you know?" Shen Mengxi whispered in his ear.

Ah Huan nodded tearfully.

Shen Mengxi took Ah Huan to Lu Xiaomei, Hu Hongxing frowned and wanted to stop him, Shen Mengxi brushed him away and said to Lu Xiaomei, "Mrs. Xu, my son was rude just now, we apologize to you, for the sake of the child who has just experienced the pain of losing his father, and saw the tragedy of the wreckage scene, he can't accept the reality immediately for a while, please forgive him!" ”

The cause of Xu Shizhe's crash is complex, there are other people's and his own reasons, but Shen Mengxi couldn't treat this selfish woman calmly when he thought of the injury Ah Huan suffered because of this, and when he thought of Lu Xiaomei's refusal to receive the report and refuse to go to Jinan to collect the funeral.

Lu Xiaomei looked at Ah Huan sadly, but Ah Huan stubbornly refused to look at her and refused to apologize, Hu Hongxing also had a complicated expression, stepped forward to stroke Ah Huan's head, patted him on the shoulder, and finally said nothing.

At the end of the funeral, Xu Shizhe was buried in the Agate Valley on the east mountain of Kipshi, and Hu Hongxing inscribed the monument "The Tomb of the Poet Xu Shizhe".

At the burial ceremony in Kipshi, Xu's father resolutely refused to allow Lu Xiaomei to participate, and said hatefully that she was not the daughter-in-law of the Xu family, cursed her for being a vixen, and killed their only son.

The hair of the two elders turned snow-white overnight, and Xu's mother took Ah Huan's hand and cried that he was not allowed to return to Shanghai.

Xu's father seemed unwilling to do anything, and contacted Ling Su again and asked her to inscribe another tombstone for Xu Shizhe. Although Ling Su did not come to attend the funeral, he also published a eulogy in the New Moon Poetry Magazine. This time, he agreed to Xu's father's request, and the inscription "Cold Moon Buries the Soul of Poetry".

Xu's father has always liked Ling Su and hopes that she can become his daughter-in-law, but Xu Shizhe is desperate to marry Lu Xiaomei, and asks people from all walks of life to come to intercede, but after reluctantly agreeing, he has never seen Lu Xiaomei once.

Afterwards, it is said that Lu Xiaomei secretly worshiped Xu Shizhe, was grief-stricken, and fainted in front of the tomb.

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