The snowflakes falling from the sky are white like a dancing elf, and perhaps the heavens are also grieving for this fresh life.

The snowflakes are scattered on Li Renshu's solemn and solemn tombstone, and the photo of Li Renshu on the tombstone is still her chubby grinding appearance, and the chubby Li Renshu sees it again, it seems to be very strange, and at the same time very kind.

"My name is Li Renshu, I am from the Department of Literature, it's really good to be in the same dormitory with you." Li Renshu's round figure was grinding back and forth in the bedroom.

"I lost weight after eating this chicken leg, and I'm serious this time." Li Renshu said that he didn't know how many times he had lost weight, and every time he ended in failure.

"Sun Yingchen, is what you said true? Am I your good friend? Li Renshu cheered: "I have no friends, Sun Yingchen, you are my first friend." ”

Li Renshu's mother has been wiping her tears, her eyes have been swollen from crying, Li's father has been keeping his head down, a big man is unwilling to cry in front of anyone, in fact, Sun Yingchen knows that Li's father doesn't want to cry so hysterically in front of Li Renshu.

The snowflakes fell one by one, and Sun Yingchen and Zhou Miao stood together.

Li Renshu's tombstone was standing in front of her relatives, and they were already crying, as if they were now without any emotion to see off Li Renshu for the last time, and it was finally Sun Yingchen and Zhou Miao's turn.

The two of them walked to the tombstone and bowed deeply to Li Renshu's tombstone.

Li's mother hid her face and cried, she couldn't cry anymore.

Zhou Miao looked at Li Renshu's tombstone and said: "Li Renshu, you see that you have always liked to be beautiful when you were alive, and you said that you lost weight for three years, and finally you still lost weight, but you did not leave any photos of losing weight, Li Renshu, you said that you have tossed half your life, is it worth it?" ”

Li Mu turned her head sadly, and a whimper flowed from the fingers she was covering her mouth.

Father Li said to Zhou Miao: "You are good friends of Xiao Shu, thank you for being willing to give her a ride." ”

Sun Yingchen took out a bag of spicy tofu from her backpack, a small package of packaging, she put the dried tofu in front of Li Renshu's tombstone: "Li Renshu, look, I brought you so many tofu, all of them are spicy, when you used to go to school, you always like to steal my tofu ......to eat" Sun Yingchen's voice was a little choked, she couldn't say it anymore, but she still insisted: "You like spicy food, and then ...... Your stomach won't allow you to eat spicy, now you taste it again, is it still the taste you like? Li Renshu, you are so selfish, I'm afraid I won't eat dried tofu anymore, because of you, I'm afraid of thinking of you. ”

Sun Yingchen looked at the photo in front of the tombstone, and she looked at it for a long time, as if she wanted to engrave Li Renshu's seal in her mind.

"Sun Yingchen, do you know, I don't seem to have anyone I particularly like, and I don't seem to have anyone I particularly hate, except for you, I don't seem to have anything left." Li Renshu's words at the freshman orientation ball, this is the most serious thing Li Renshu said, and it is also a very emotional word.

I don't know if there is such a relief at the funeral, some people read Li Renshu's life, but every sentence is a tear-jerking symbol, and the atmosphere that has been suppressed to the point of not being able to do it is even more sad.

"Zhou Miao, let's go."

Zhou Miao didn't speak, but just left with Sun Yingchen.

Under the hill of the cemetery, there are still people walking up the mountain one after another, perhaps the day of the first snow symbolizes something.

Zhou Miao and Sun Yingchen were wearing woolen coats of the same color, and the snowflakes fell on their shoulders, and they were silent after staying for a while, and they didn't have time to reach out and brush away the disappearing without a trace.

"Sun Yingchen, you said that Xiao Hua came back in three years, can he accept this?" Zhou Miao looked at Sun Yingchen and expressed her worries.

Sun Yingchen sighed, the temperature in her mouth turned into a white mist in the snowy winter, as if looking at Sun Yingchen's face was not very real, she whispered: "Xiao Hua won't know." ”

Zhou Miao looked at her in disbelief: "Don't you really tell Xiao Hua?" Is this fair to Li Renshu? ”

Sun Yingchen looked at Zhou Miao, she usually wouldn't be like this, thinking that it was because of Li Renshu, which was also understandable: "This is all Li Renshu's own choice, Zhou Miao, we just respect her." ”

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