Chapter 17: The Death of Huang Lian

The word "red-faced and thin-lived" could not be more appropriate for Huang Lian, her father died when she was born. No matter how good she is, how much she loves learning, and how outstanding her grades are, it is impossible for her to enter the highest university. In order to end her embarrassing life, she sensibly chose the normal secondary school after graduating from junior high school. Cinderella's story is just a story, and there is no prince in her life, only Zhongshan wolf.

On the morning of the seventh day after the start of school, Yi Tianshu returned to the teaching and research room after his sketching class, and the doorman gave him a registered letter. There was no address on the envelope, which he thought was strange, and when he opened the letter, he stood up at once.

"Lao Yi, come with me." Qian Mei hurriedly ran in from outside the door, picked up Yi Tianshu and left.

Seeing Qian Mei's panicked appearance, he put the letter into his clothes pocket. As he walked, he asked, "What's so urgent?" ”

"Huang Lian went to Yiyi's classroom." Qian Mei's feet didn't stop, and her voice revealed eagerness.

"What is she going to do?" Yi Tianshu was also anxious.

"She's going to take Yiyi away."

Yiyi's classroom was full of people, and a woman with a disheveled hair grabbed Yiyi and shouted "Wow, wow, you madman, I don't know you, get out!" Yi Yi was so frightened that she couldn't speak, and a teacher rushed in and broke the crazy woman's fingers, and she grabbed Yi Yi with her other hand. Yiyi was so frightened that she cried and screamed.

What are the gatekeepers doing, why don't you let a madman in. When the principal heard the news, he also hurried over. Everyone used all their strength to separate Huang Lian's hand from Yiyi's arm.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed, and Qian Mei said to Yi Tianshu, "I went to class." "She's gone too. Yi Tianshu looked at Qian Mei's back and thought, she should be happy in her heart!

Yi Tianshu looked at Huang Lian and felt unthinkable. Thinking about the letter she was carrying in her arms, she was normal when she wrote the letter, and now she ...... He looked at Huang Lian carefully, wondering if she was really crazy or fake.

Huang Lian was pushed into the street by several male teachers. She turned her head and threw herself on the school gate and shouted, "Yiyi, Yiyi......" Her voice was long. The principal stopped the male teachers and asked them to keep Huang Lian farther away and not let her come back, and Yi Tianshu quietly followed. When they were far away, he stepped forward.

Across the street from Linjiang is the Jialing River. Huang Lian stood on the road for a long time before walking towards the river, "Huang Lian, Huang Lian" He stepped forward and pulled Huang Lian's clothes. Huang Lian turned around and looked at him with a smile instead of a smile, Yi Tianshu was stunned, he wasn't sure if she was really crazy or fake, and unconsciously took two steps back. Huang Lian walked across the street, when a large truck full of coal drove over, and with a "boom", Huang Lian was knocked into a few meters high. When I went underground, my brain was bursting. The splashed blood drew a branch of red plum blossoms on the road, and the smell of blood instantly suffocated Yi Tianshu, and he squatted down. The truck driver got out of the car, shaking all over. Stopped in front of him and said in a trembling voice: "She, she crossed the road." Yi Tianshu turned his head to look behind him, but there was no one behind him, and he knew that the driver was talking to him.

"Save people." He didn't answer the question. The driver said, "I can't save it." At this time, there were several pedestrians around Huang Lian's body. It's miserable...... "The more people surround it, the more people surround it." A few hours later, police cars and crematorium cars arrived.

Yi Tianshu blended in with the crowd, and when the police asked who knew the identity of the deceased, he did not come forward to identify him, and quietly escaped from the crowd.

His whole body trembled unconsciously, and no matter how much he controlled it, he couldn't calm down.

"Heavenly Tree, Heavenly Tree." Qian Mei's voice came from his ears, he thought it was an illusion, and ignored it, "Yi Tianshu, what are you doing?" Your face is not good, is it good to go home and rest. Qian Mei took his right hand and said softly.

"You, didn't you go to class? How do you ......" Yi Tianshu asked in surprise.

"Teacher Zhang and I have changed, and we will have classes tomorrow. Go home, you're not in a good state and you don't have classes in the afternoon. I couldn't help but say that I carried him back home. He felt exhausted, and all he had in his head was the splash of blood.

As soon as he returned home, Yi Tianshu lay straight on the bed. Qian Mei made a basin of washing water, rubbed a towel and handed it to him, but Yi Tianshu remained motionless and ignored it. Qian Mei simply wiped his face for him.

Yi Tianshu grabbed Qian Mei's hand and choked and said, "She's so pitiful, so pitiful." ”

"That's her own sin, and God doesn't forgive people." Qian Mei replied coldly.

"You, you go out, let me be quiet." Yi Tianshu put down her hand and said dejectedly.

"Hmph, don't I feel sorry? Think about your vows! Qian Mei glared at him and said.

"I didn't disobey, I said I would never divorce you for the rest of my life. This is my vow. Yi Tianshu turned over and sat up and looked at Qian Mei and said.

"Hmph, I'm out, you can be quiet." Qian Mei gently closed the bedroom door.

He got up and snuggled himself in a wooden circle chair and pulled out the new "Youth Painting Book" from the shelf. On the cover of the album, Huang Lian is wearing a lake-blue dress, facing the sea and fluttering...... Suddenly, the picture turned into a brain-shattering lump, a bloody lump of flesh, bright red blood seemed to be splashed on the ground, he suddenly felt dizzy, his stomach was overturned, and when he closed his eyes, Huang Lian, who was blurred in flesh and blood, laughed in front of his eyes. A fishy, salty thing skewered out of his stomach, and he couldn't help but vomit wildly, blood and blood again. A chill rose in his heart, and he reached out and wiped the handkerchief in his trouser bag, and accidentally touched the letter that the doorman had given him. He carefully unfolded the letter:

"Yi Tianshu: Hello!

Tonight, the autumn moon is clear, white and sad. Looking back on the past, the autumn moon is misty, Yiren Tingting, you say that the gentleman is good. I said, 'The people are alone and haggard.'"

You said, "Yinhan Bird Bridge is secretly crossed, and meeting is fate." "Thou hast charmed countless fair ladies, alas! My life is thin.

A branch of red apricot, isn't it deliberate on your part? I don't know much about things, where I know that the wind and snow are coming, and the dark fragrance is gone.

Fate comes and goes, how do I know that a humble gentleman is just a "hypocrite" person. Since ancient times, she has never been an infatuated woman, sacrificing herself for "love", sacrificing her life for "love", and self-destructing her "future" for the so-called "crystallization of love", all of which are only for you and for a "hypocrite".

"Hahaha...... The talented girl Huang Lian, crying and mourning, blindfolded by dust, fell into the abyss. Yi Tianshu, you are "worthy" of my teacher, "worthy" of my husband, "worthy"...... I dare not say that you are tempted, you are deceived, but at least you make my life worse than death.

At the time of my death, I hope you will be kind to "Yiyi" under the affection of Sanshe. ”

August 1960

"Hypocrites. Hypocrite," he said silently several times before putting down the letter, and slumped into his chair. Stunned, it took a few minutes before she remembered that she should inform her family, her cousin Huang Ju. He hesitated for a long time, he didn't like Huang Lian's husband Wu De, he felt that Wu De didn't treat her well. But to see her body cremated as a nameless corpse? He took a pen and a few words and put them in the envelope, and when he had finished writing, he tore them up again, and then wrote them again, and so on and so forth, until at last he simply put down his pen and went to the post office to send a telegram.

Qian Mei sat on a long wooden chair in the hall, holding a book in her hand as if she was not reading, and when she saw him come out, she immediately stood up.

"I'll send a telegram to her cousin Huang Ju." As soon as Yi Tianshu saw her, he pointed out the door and said. He thought about it for a long time at the post and telecommunications bureau and drafted a message: Huang Lian died in a car accident, and her body is now stored in the Linjiang Funeral Home.

Out of the post office, the street is already full of lights, and the last rays of sunset on the horizon have fallen into the western mountains.