Chapter 133: Xiang Xiaoyu died

"What's wrong?" Xiong Yanfei woke up in shock.

"I didn't ...... Affair. I said through the pain. Even in broad daylight, the abrupt mountain appeared in front of me in a trance, and I felt like I was struggling to climb up.

It's still the pair of uneven stone walls!

"You can't have a headache, do you? Hurry up and let me down. Xiong Yanfei said.

I didn't listen to Xiong Yanfei's advice, but then I carried Xiong Yanfei on my back and walked forward, staggering like I was drunk.

I could only stop and put Xiong Yanfei down on the ground.

The same splitting headache.

I held my head in my hands.

"How so? Why is this happening? Do you usually have any pain? Xiong Yanfei asked me with concern, as if she had forgotten that she was a person struggling on the line of death.

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine if I hurt for a while. Are you okay? ”

"Why are you still worried about me? You see your face is all blue. ”

"I'm really fine. You stand up, I'll wash my face. I think it won't hurt if I wash my face. "When I saw the water flowing in the stream, I thought maybe I would just wash my face.

"Then you hurry up. I'm fine. ”

I walked down the stream. As I walked, my flowers swelled with high spirits. This time I expected it. This is an adjunct to headaches.

I can't let Xiong Yanfei find out about this.

I squatted down by the creek and held water in both hands and wet my face. The water was cold, and the pain was really relieved, so I simply rolled up my sleeves, found a cleaner place, got down on my knees, put my hands in the water, and buried my whole face in the water. The slow-flowing stream caressed my face.

I lasted about a minute.

The pain didn't go away completely, but it did lessen. Most importantly, my flowers shrank because of the distraction.

I walked ashore.

"Is it better?" Xiong Yanfei looked at me.

"Much better." I wiped the water from my face with both hands, "It's really better." ”

"I think it's better for you to go to the provincial capital for a checkup. Could it be a tumor in the brain? ”

"Tumors in your brain? Do you have tumors in your brain? "I remembered Chu Huoyu saying that she had tumors in her*.

"I'm worried. Tumors can grow anywhere. Xiong Yanfei said.

"Didn't your father take me for a check-up the last time I was in pain? No problem. ”

"There is no such instrument in a small place, and it is not very accurate. If you have the chance, you should go to the big places to see. ”

"I'll talk about that later. Come, I'll carry you, I guess your dad has been waiting for a long time. ”

"I still don't carry it. You helped me to walk, and there was not much to go. ”

……

Xiong Yanfei died on the night of the second day after the Qingming Festival, and before the evening self-study was over, Xiong Yanfei's father's driver drove to the school to pick me up at her home.

I sat in the car and didn't say a word. The driver drove the car as fast as he could, and he honked his horn from time to time.

It rains all the time. I can't tell you how many days it's rained.

The rain fell on the windshield of the car, blurring the vision. The wipers regularly sweep the rainwater off the glass.

I saved a pose and looked out the window, tears blurring my eyes. I know what it means to call me to Xiong Yanfei's house at this time.

Getting off in front of Xiong Yanfei's villa, I braved the rain to rush into the yard and then into the hall. There was no one in the hall.

I know that everyone is gathered on the second floor, in Xiong Yanfei's bedroom or at the bedroom door.

I walked up to the second floor a few times.

Xiong Yanfei's bedroom door is full of people. They looked at me with sadness written all over their faces.

I suddenly felt that my legs were weak, and my steps became very heavy and heavy.

Xiong Yanfei was lying on her high and low bed, her eyes closed. Several people stood by her bedside.

I squeezed in front of Xiong Yanfei's bed. Some stepped back.

Xiong Yanfei's face was pale and there was no trace of blood, but it gave people a very peaceful feeling. The thin quilt covering Xiong Yanfei's body fell quickly with Xiong Yanfei's breathing.

"Yan Fei, Zheng Qihang is here." Xiong Yanfei's mother said softly.

Xiong Yanfei remained motionless.

Xiong Yanfei's mother said it again, and Xiong Yanfei opened her eyes slightly, but quickly closed them again. Xiong Yanfei was too tired.

I couldn't stop the tears from my eyes.

"It's Zheng Qihang, don't you want to see Zheng Qihang?" Xiong Yanfei's mother repeated.

"Set sail?" Xiong Yanfei snorted, and then his eyes opened. Her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand gold.

"I'm set sail, don't you recognize me? Set sail, Zheng set sail. "I took Xiong Yanfei's hand in my hand. I felt Xiong Yanfei's pulse beating very fast.

Xiong Yanfei has heart failure.

"I know. You're finally here. Xiong Yanfei's voice was very soft. She closed her eyes again. Tears poured out of the corners of her eyes.

Xiong Yanfei's parents hurriedly called the others out of the room.

"I didn't know your condition could be so serious all of a sudden. Didn't I ask to stay with you yesterday? You said no, you want me to go back to school. But you don't know what you're like, how can I still have the heart to study? "I almost choked.

"Don't cry, set sail, you don't cry." Xiong Yanfei opened his eyes, "What about Mom and Dad?" You take them ...... Call in. ”

Xiong Yanfei spoke very hard.

I hurriedly got up and went to call Xiong Yanfei's parents, who had just gone out. The people guarding the door looked at me nervously.

Xiong Yanfei's parents followed me into the bedroom. I was standing on the other side of Xiong Yanfei's bed. Xiong Yanfei's parents stood side by side at the head of the bed.

"I'm here, Yanfei, your dad and I are here." Xiong Yanfei's mother said.

"Mom-" Xiong Yanfei glanced at her mother, then rolled her eyes to fix her gaze on her father's face, "Dad." ”

"Daddy is here." Xiong Yanfei's father said.

"My daughter can't stand you, and my daughter can't stay with you anymore." Xiong Yanfei said.

"Don't think so, my poor darling. Mom and Dad need you, and you must not give up. Xiong Yanfei's mother burst into tears.

"yes, Yanfei, why do you talk like that? Shall we go to Shanghai again? Even if your parents are bankrupt, they will cure your illness. Yanfeiβ€”" Xiong Yanfei's father said.

"But I found you a godson. I'll let Qihang be your godson, are you willing? Xiong Yanfei didn't have the energy to listen to her parents, but directly said her thoughts, "What about setting sail?" ”

"I'm here." I was amazed. Xiong Yanfei had this idea that I didn't expect.

"You want us to recognize Sailing as our godson?" Xiong Yanfei's mother was very surprised.

Xiong Yanfei's father looked at us.

"Yes. Let Qihang accompany you instead of me, he has already agreed. Would you like to? Xiong Yanfei said.

"Of course we do, how could we not want to?" Xiong Yanfei's parents said together.

"Don't we always see Qihang as a godson?" Xiong Yanfei's father added.

I walked around the bed, walked up to Xiong Yanfei's parents, and shouted in front of Xiong Yanfei: "Godfather, godmother." ”

Since Xiong Yanfei said that I had agreed to her request without consultation, I naturally wanted to be more direct. Besides, in the past year or so, I have harassed their family too much, and they have really treated me well.

"Set sail." Xiong Yanfei's mother hugged me in her arms. Her father patted me on the head very intimately.

"In this way, I am really relieved." Xiong Yanfei said with a smile. She struggled to raise an arm, "Set sailβ€”"

Xiong Yanfei's parents and I reached out together, and our four hands were tightly together.

My tears came again.

After that, Xiong Yanfei closed her eyes to rest, but no one expected that Xiong Yanfei never opened her eyes again.

We all thought Xiong Yanfei was too tired to wake her up. About half an hour later, we felt that she was not in the right state, and it seemed that she could only exhale but could not inhale, so Xiong Yanfei's father ran outside the bedroom to call the doctor invited from the hospital, and the doctor came in and opened Xiong Yanfei's eyes and looked at it, and said, "It's almost over, you can prepare for the future." ”

I knelt down in front of Xiong Yanfei's bed.

Xiong Yanfei's mother hugged Xiong Yanfei and cried. People waiting outside poured in.

……

Xiong Yanfei's funeral was busy for three days. According to Xiong Yanfei's last wishes, except for Xiong Yanfei's closest relatives, there was no one else. Xiong Yanfei's funeral, Xiong Yanfei's parents did not notify anyone else, and no one in her parents' unit knew about it.

Xiong Yanfei's funeral is the same as Xiang Wangfu, everything is simple. However, the difference is that Xiong Yanfei's parents did not bury Xiong Yanfei in the grass like Xiang Wangfu's parents, who were superstitious about the saying that "short-lived ghosts are reincarnated early", but went to the Hua'an Cemetery District to buy a cemetery. From the point of view of the memorial, this is very necessary.

I didn't stay at Xiong Yanfei's house for the past three days, and I didn't need to do many things. I didn't go back to school, but threw a fake note and asked Wu Jianhua to hand it over to the head teacher Zhu Zhuwu.

I knew that it would be useless for me to go back to school like this and sit in the classroom. However, I don't know how to pass the time. Although Xiong Yanfei's death had long been acquiesced in my heart, when she really left completely, when I really realized that I would never see her again, I was still wilting like a cucumber seedling in an arid field.

I wander the streets, I go to the park, no matter where I go, no matter what I do, this feeling of being wrapped around me like ivy is tightly wrapped around the trunk of a tree, and it can't be eliminated.

Then I thought about going to Moon Lake.

Sitting alone on the bus, recalling the scene of falling in love with Xiong Yanfei in the bus, his heart became more and more lonely.

In order not to let the other people in the car see me in tears, I stared out the window for a long time at the trees and houses that kept falling backwards.

Moon Lake is still so beautiful. The lake is blue and sunny. The bamboo raft that Xiong Yanfei and I had held up was still docked on the shore. I saw Xiong Yanfei's shadow nervously standing on the bamboo raft.

I propped up the bamboo row to the island in the middle of the lake.

I spent about half a day in the pavilion on the island, but I couldn't get rid of the feeling of loneliness.