Jiajia is not a child, she doesn't listen to such words, she understands that death will never see this person.

She cried and said, "I don't want Grandma to die......"

Xiang Yixing reached out to hug her, and said hoarsely, "No, she just went back to heaven." ”

In this way, it was more like comforting herself.

Jiajia hugged her hard, but kept repeating, "I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want ......"

"Grandma Dean, you're back! I don't want you to go to heaven. ”

"I'll listen to you in the future and never make you angry again, okay if you come back?"

"I will be a very well-behaved child in the future, I will be good to my younger brothers and sisters, be a good sister, I swear, I will definitely do it! Grandma Dean, I don't want you to go, I don't want ......"

Xiang Yixing couldn't do anything, so he could only hug her tightly.

In the afternoon of the same day.

And the dean was buried.

They didn't let the other children come, only Jiajia was alone.

The funeral was very simple, adhering to the dean's purpose of being a man, and everything was simple.

There are many people who come to the funeral.

Half of them were people who had just received the news last night and came from another city.

When she was about to be buried, Jiajia cried and cried to run over, but was stopped by Aunt Zhang.

Xiang Yixing shed tears, in the blur of tears, watching every step.

She closed her eyes sadly, looked up, and opened her eyes to look at the sky.

She seemed to see the dean's soul floating in the air, with a pair of white wings behind it, like an angel.

The dean smiled at her, then floated down and said goodbye to the mourners one by one.

She also kissed Jiajia on the cheek.

Finally, the dean floated in front of Xiang Yixing and looked left and right, as if he was looking for someone.

Choked at Ising's throat and shook his head at her.

The dean seemed to understand, Ah Li didn't come.

She smiled okay.

Then, stepping forward, he dropped a kiss on Xiang Yixing's forehead.

Xiang Yixing seemed to hear her say goodbye to herself.

When she opened her eyes again, the dean's figure was gone.

Xiang Yixing knew that the dean was really gone.

She went to heaven.

After the funeral, everyone else left.

Xiang Yixing still stood still, his eyes staring at the words on the tombstone in a daze.

Tang Yifan stood beside her, didn't speak, just accompanied her.

After an unknown time, Xiang Yixing touched his body, as if he was looking for something.

Tang Yifan handed over a piece of paper.

Xiang Yixing shook his head, didn't take it, but stretched out his hand to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Lend me your phone." ”

Tang Yifan handed her the phone.

Xiang Yixing pressed out a number that he had already memorized and broadcast it.

It rang twice, and it was connected.

"Hey." Li Chenxi's cold voice came from there.

Xiang Yixing's tears poured out again.

"Ah Li......"

Her voice was heavy with sadness.

Although her voice was hoarse and it was difficult to tell who it was, Li Chenxi could hear it at once.

"Xiang Yixing?"

Xiang Yixing just shouted again, "Ah Li......"

Ah Li, the dean is gone.

Her lips trembled, unable to get the words out of her mouth.

Li Chenxi asked in a deep voice, "Where are you now?" ”

Xiang Yixing didn't answer him, just cried.

In the next second, Li Chenxi roared eagerly, "Xiang Yixing, where are you?" Tell me! ”

"Where are you, I ask?!"

"Tell me where you are, tell me!"