When Song Yingqun returned home, it was already past the time for dinner. The dinner at home was a takeout ordered by Yu Huiying, and after eating, the family sat in the living room and waited for Song Yingqun to come back.

"Let's eat first." Yu Huiying surprised Song Yingqun and did not ask him about the conversation with Uncle Li, but took the initiative to heat up the meal.

Song Anan called out to his father, then peeked at Yu Huiying and lowered his head sullenly.

Song Yingqun smiled softly at Song An'an, turned to Yu Huiying and said, "Well, I'll eat first." ”

He couldn't get out of Yu Huiying's thoughts, he was afraid that he would stimulate Yu Huiying, and he was afraid that he wouldn't say anything, so he would stimulate Yu Huiying.

A few stir-fried dishes made in the small shop have a salty taste, and after the microwave is heated, the saltiness overshadows the other flavors. Song Yingqun was eating at the moment, and he swept away the rest of the meal in three or two bites.

Granny Yu and the others sat on the sofa, as if they were watching the news broadcast, and as if they were watching him eat.

Yu Huiying sat at the dinner table, looking at him, but her eyes were blank, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks and wiping his mouth, Song Yingqun's movements gradually slowed down.

He looked at Yu Huiying, and his gaze collided with Yu Huiying's unfocused gaze.

Yu Huiying's face is no longer tear-stained, obviously she has washed her face, but her eyes are swollen, and the traces of crying are still there.

Yu Huiying's eyes had a light in them.

"That person, is the doctor from Yaocheng Central Hospital?" Yu Huiying asked, her voice hoarse. She raised her head slightly, as if she was being hung by someone, looking forward to a result.

Song Yingqun shook his head, "No, he's a patient there." ”

Yu Huiying was stunned, "Patient...... It was the ...... at that time," and she realized that she had asked a stupid question.

Song Yingying looked at gynecology. Where is an old man patient in gynecology?

"Over there in Yaocheng, some police have re-examined the cases in the central hospital, which are the cases of sudden death over the years." Song Yingqun said slowly.

Yu Huiying's eyes widened, "Could it be Yingying's ......"

Song Yingqun still shook his head, and interrupted Yu Huiying's unspoken speculation with a wry smile, "No, Yingying, it's sudden death, it's just ordinary sudden death." Others, too. ”

Families are reluctant to accept the loss of a loved one. Especially in the face of this rapidly deteriorating condition, after three or five months, the sky seems to fall; A week, five days, that's too late to react; As for those who died immediately in an hour or ten minutes, it was a sudden catastrophe for their families.

How could a good person be gone like this?

The reality is that good people just don't go like this.

Death always comes unexpectedly and unexpectedly.

If it weren't for the impermanence of the world, there would be no tragedy or comedy in life.

People always hope that the changes that happen to them are good.

But no one is always so lucky.

Song Yingqun thought that Yingying had just met with bad luck.

This kind of thing is probably not common in gynecology, but if you have to go to the emergency department for a day, I am afraid you will see a lot.

This truth was unthinkable at the moment of Song Yingying's death, but now, he can naturally figure it out.

Song Yingqun looked at the two children in the living room.

Song An'an's eyes widened and he looked at him curiously. She is still at a carefree and naïve age and will not understand the meaning of death. Song Dongqing's expression was entangled, he was already a troubled teenager, but he had never known death.

Song Yingqun hopes that these two children will never encounter a tragedy like Song Yingying.

Yu Huiying was in a trance for a while, digesting Song Yingqun's words, and then asked, "Then what did he do when he came to us?" ”

Song Yingqun looked at Yu Huiying again and held her trembling hands, "He has also recently lost his relatives. Probably, lost his wife. ”

Song Yingqun could only deduce the truth from Uncle Li's vague words. He wouldn't have thought that Uncle Li was the one who passed away.

"He also has sons and daughters, and the family is very sad, but not so sad. You have to go on with your life. He's an old man and probably ...... When I heard about the central hospital, I probably thought I would talk to someone. Maybe it's not just us. Song Yingqun guessed, sympathizing with Uncle Li.

He also has sons and daughters, and has lost a daughter, if one day Yu Huiying ......

When Song Yingying died, Yu Huiying collapsed. Song Yingqun thought at that time that maybe Yu Huiying couldn't help but leave with Yingying. Sadness and fear were all he felt during that time.

Song Yingqun is still a little afraid that Yu Huiying will collapse again.

It took a few seconds for Yu Huiying to understand what Song Yingqun meant.

Yu Huiying lowered her eyes, her heart was sore, and she gently held Song Yingqun's hand.

When Song Yingying died, she only cared about grief and despair, and did not think about Song Yingqun at all. For so many years, she was very grateful to Song Yingqun for taking care of her and accommodating her, but she didn't express these thanks. She couldn't make a promise to Song Yingqun. She didn't know if she would ever fall into that mood again.

Her husband, son, and daughter didn't seem to be able to heal the pain in her heart.

When Song Yingying was born, it was a piece of flesh on her body, and when she left, she also took away her soul.

"I'm sorry......," Yu Huiying whispered.

Song Yingqun was a little disappointed, and smiled helplessly, "It's okay." I have you, as well as Dongdong and An An. That Uncle Li, look at him, he is also in good spirits, and he has the kung fu to take care of other people's affairs. It's okay. You don't have to worry about me. You ...... yourself"

Yu Huiying nodded like garlic, but she couldn't make a sound at all.

Song Anan suddenly rushed over and hugged Yu Huiying and Song Yingqun, "Mom has me too!" I look so much like my sister! I'm the same as my sister. ”

She expressed her anxious position, wanting to prove something, and what she said was a little naïve.

Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying both laughed.

Song An'an puffed out his cheeks in dissatisfaction, and his cheeks were covered with redness.

Song Dongqing is not as easy as Song An'an.

He is already sensible, even if he is not mature enough, he understands that Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying cannot let go of mustard because of these three or two sentences.

After so many years, they still haven't forgotten Song Yingying, and they are so sad when they mention Song Yingying. It is a scabbed wound that is still suppurated and inflamed, and the pain penetrates deep into the bone marrow and cannot be cured.

Song Dongqing felt sad and helpless, and was even more dissatisfied with Song Anan's gags.

was interrupted by Song An'an, Yu Huiying and Song Yingqun tacitly gave up continuing the topic.

They are like ordinary parents in front of Song An'an, a big tree standing up to the sky, sheltering her from the wind and rain, and will not show any vulnerability. Their gaffe today is the first time that Song An'an has seen it in his short life.

Song Dongqing has lived a few years longer than Song An'an, spent more time with Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying, and has seen more of their demeanor, but he still knows nothing about Song Yingying.

Song Dongqing wanted to ask about Song Yingying, but now she lost the opportunity to speak.

He gave birth to envy of Song An'an again. Say whatever you want, it's probably the prerogative of a child.

Song Dongqing thought angrily.

"Rest early. Grandma slept with you today? Song Yingqun touched Song Anan's head and asked.

"I haven't finished my homework yet." Song Anan cautiously peeked into the eyes of his parents, and when he saw that they were not angry, he ran into the room with a smoke.

"Have you done all your homework?" Song Yingqun didn't catch Song An'an, so he shifted his attention to Song Dongqing.

Song Dongqing nodded.

"Then you should take a shower early. I'll be back to school tomorrow. It's going to be colder next week, so you bring a few extra layers of clothing. Yu Huiying said.

Her tone was no different from her usual tone.

Song Dongqing agreed, watched her parents clean up the table, and looked at Granny Yu, who had been silent, seemed to be relieved, knowing that the topic about Song Yingying really ended here, so she went back to the house dejectedly.

Song Anan was fishing at the desk, and when he heard the movement, he immediately sat up straight. When she found out that the person who came back to the house was Song Dongqing, she relaxed again, "Scared me." ”

"Hurry up and do your homework." Song Dongqing was not angry.

Song Anan is not afraid of his brother, and he writes slowly.

She heard the movement of rummaging through the cabinets behind her, so she quietly looked back.

Song Dongqing packed up his clothes, and his hands and feet were fast. He's stayed for so long, he's long been used to doing these things.

The accommodation conditions of the school are good, one dormitory for four people, two dormitories share a bathroom, and there is a washing machine. There are eight boys in their dormitory and the dormitory next door, belonging to three classes of the same grade, among which there is also a class president, a sports committee, and a good student in the top ten of the grade. As a result, they had to keep their dormitories very clean, unlike the two dormitories across the door, which were similar to the strange dormitories on the Internet.

Song Dongqing looked at the packed clothes and was distracted for a while.

He wasn't an only child, and there were two classmates in the dorm room who weren't only children, but neither of them had ever lost a sibling. After losing his siblings, how to deal with it and how to comfort his parents, he didn't even have any hearsay experience.

Song Dongqing took out his mobile phone and searched on the Internet.

Song Anan kept peeking at him, and he didn't want to do anything, he was doing his homework and fishing, and he didn't want to focus on his homework.

Seeing Song Dongqing looking at his mobile phone with a solemn face, Song Anan asked, "Are you not living well in school?" ”

Song Dongqing was taken aback and looked at Song Anan in surprise.

Song Anan didn't know where he received any strange messages, "You can bring my little blanket with you." Thinking wishfully, she pushed open the desk, jumped off the chair, and directly lifted the velvet blanket on her bed, to stuff Song Dongqing into her bag.

"Don't mess around." Song Dongqing's face was black, "We have air conditioning in our bedroom. ”

His accommodation is really not bad.

"So, will you take a cold shower?" Song Anan looked at Song Dongqing with pity.

"What do you want?" Song Dongqing's face darkened.

"Dad said that they used to take cold showers when they lived at school. In winter, I am too lazy to boil hot water, so I rub it with cold water. The girl kept boiling hot water and rubbing her body with cold water. "Song An'an is serious.

"It's been a long time since Dad went to school." Song Dongqing was helpless.

"Oh." Song Anan also found out that he was stupid.

"Go and do your homework." Song Dongqing urged.

Song Anan returned to the desk, didn't write two words, and turned back again, "You say, when my sister is studying, is there hot water and air conditioning?" ”

Song Dongqing paused when he looked at his phone, "I don't know...... Yes, there will be hot water. Air conditioning may not be available. The air conditioner in our school was still installed the year before. She ......"

Song Dongqing didn't know how many years Song Yingying was born, and she didn't know if she went to the right school like them.

He had seen Song Yingying's photo today, but he still didn't know anything about Song Yingying.

"What kind of person is my sister?" Song Anan had a reverie.

She just hopes that she has a beautiful big sister at the age, unlike younger children who are ignorant and ignorant, not like older children who are rebellious and rebellious, and not like adults, it is a pros or cons to think about having more siblings.

She simply wants a good-looking big sister who can take her to play.

Song Dongqing won't take her to play. She doesn't like what Song Dongqing likes to play, and Song Dongqing is not interested in what she wants to play.

The brother and sister have no contradictions, they have never quarreled, but they can't play together.

Song Anan thinks it's better to be a sister.

The sister in the photo looks so good-looking and so gentle.

Will she grow up like that?

"Don't think about it, hurry up and do your homework." Song Dongqing avoided the topic.

He felt that it was pointless to discuss Song Yingying with Song An'an.

Song An'an pursed his mouth and muttered, "Sister will definitely not be so fierce......"

"Sister," Song Dongqing said the unfamiliar title, "If you were here, you would be much older than us, and I wouldn't have played with you." ”

Song Anan turned his head and glared at Song Dongqing, ignoring him angrily.

Song Dongqing recalled the photo.

Song Yingying is much older than them.

The last photo was from junior high school.

He was born after Song Young-young's death. The difference between the two is more than ten years. Song Anan is even worse than her.

He and Song Anan are not the children that Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying "want".

The sister who took the repetition of the names of the parents is the child that the two "want".

"Yingying" is love, and when parents discuss choosing a name for their sister, they may talk and laugh and tease each other, like the fleshy heroes and heroines in TV dramas. "Holly" and "An An" simply wish them a long and safe life. After losing their first child, parents just want them to grow up well. They may have chosen these two names with a sad face, and they may be like most middle-aged couples now, respecting each other like guests, loving but not sweet.

Song Dongqing felt that her thoughts were too girly. It must be affected by the two roommates in the dormitory who were taken bad by the girls in the class, so she will be so motherly.

What kind of flesh, what sweetness......

Mom and Dad are old husbands and wives......

Song Dongqing wanted to stop his thoughts, but the photos he had seen came to mind again.

In that album, there are not only photos of Song Yingying, but also photos of Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying when they were young. The young couple, who had just been married for a long time, not only recorded the growth of their first child with photos, but also recorded their growth.

They are indeed as sweet as in the TV series. Of course, it's not those love dramas now, it's the kind of fleshy sweetness in period dramas.

In one of the photos, it seems that the two of them are going to someone else's wedding, the bride and groom behind them are drinking a glass of wine, they are sitting at the bottom, also drinking a glass of wine, the people around them are laughing, clapping, coaxing, they look at each other, shy and happy.

Those were Song Dongqing's parents who had never seen before.

Song Yingying may have seen it.

Song Dongqing had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He only found out today that he didn't know his sister, whom he had never met, and he didn't know his parents.

The awkwardness lasted into the night.

Song Dongqing had insomnia on the top bunk.

Granny Yu on the lower bunk let out a slight shout, and the sound of Song An'an squirming came intermittently.

Song Dongqing poked his head down from above, "What are you doing?" Still not sleeping? ”

Song Anan stuck his head out of the quilt, his eyes were shining, and his voice was low, "It's too early." I don't usually go to bed that early. ”

Song Dongqing realized that they had indeed gone to bed early today.

Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying urged the two to sleep, and they also rested early.

There's so much going on today.

Song Dongqing shrank his head and spread his body on the bed.

"Brother, lend me my phone." Song Anan said.

"I don't borrow it." Song Dongqing refused without thinking, "Don't make noise to grandma." Hurry up and go to sleep. ”

"Can't sleep."

"Close your eyes and fall asleep in no time."

"Not really."

Song Anan rubbed for a while, got up from the bed, and landed on the ground with a bang.

Song Dongqing looked impatiently, "What are you doing?" Don't wake up Grandma. ”

"I need to go to the bathroom."

"Don't go ...... before you go to bed," Song Dongqing muttered.

Song Anan turned a deaf ear to this, stepped on soft plush slippers, and pedaled out.

Song Dongqing retracted his head, but after a while, he didn't hear the sound of flushing, so he couldn't help but look again.

He saw Song An'an at a glance.

Song Anan lay at the door of the master bedroom, pouting his little butt and looking into the crack in the door.

Song Dongqing was speechless for a long time, "poof" and "poof" a few times, but he didn't see Song Anan turn around.

A child is a child.

Unlike classmates of the same age in the dormitory, he is not clever at all.

Song Dongqing could only get out of bed angrily.

He approached Song An'an lightly, "Are you sleeping?" ”

Song Anan was taken aback, but she presciently covered her mouth and motioned for Song Dongqing to look at the master bedroom.

In the master bedroom, the bedside lamp was on, and Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying leaned side by side on the head of the bed, and the photo album was spread out between the two.

“…… Let's find a chance to bring Youngyoung's things back. Yu Huiying whispered, "Clothes, An An shouldn't be able to wear them." Toys are also things from the past...... Those books and textbooks are different, but I remember that there are a lot of them in Yingying, and An An and they may like it. ”

"Hmm."

"I remember taking a video before, and I put it at my mother's place?"

"yes. It's all videotapes, and someone has to get them into the computer. ”

"Hmm."

"You say, do you want to talk to Holly and An An?"

Song Dongqing was surprised and looked at Yu Huiying with bated breath.

Yu Huiying rubbed Song Yingying in the photo.

"One day, let's go to Mom's together, tidy up our things, and just talk to them."

"Damn, that old man, I don't know if I gave up."

"I'll go find the old man when I go."

"It's fine."

The conversation between the husband and wife is very peaceful, and each sentence is separated by a long time, as if they are deliberate and careful about the choice of words.

Song Dongqing was secretly excited in her heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to drag Song Anan back to sleep, but he just held down Song An'an, who was about to push the door in.

Isn't it revealing them, little fool, to go in now?

Song Dongqing was very happy.

Song Anan didn't think about it so much, but when he heard his parents mention himself just now, and he had to tell himself and his brother about his sister, he was so excited that he immediately wanted to jump on the bed and pester his parents to tell stories.

She was held down by Song Dongqing, turned her head in confusion, and looked at Song Dongqing.

Song Dongqing made a threatening expression and pointed to their room solemnly.

Song Anan pouted, "I'm going to the toilet." ”

"Then you go." Song Dongqing let go of his hand.

Song Anan kicked his slippers and walked to the toilet.

Song Dongqing simply waited at the door, preventing her from having a whim later, and then drilled into the master bedroom.

He leaned against the door frame and could see the lines on the door frame at a glance.

The moonlight in the living room shone on that line, and Song Dongqing couldn't help but compare the recorded height as stupidly as he did a few years ago.

My sister was as tall as him when she was in junior high school.

If it were now, it would be taller than him.

However, in a few years, when he grows up, he should be taller than his sister.

As he thought so, he heard an unfamiliar female voice in the master bedroom.

"Goodbye, Dad."

"Mom, goodbye."

After Song Dongqing lost his mind for a moment, he turned his head in shock, only to see the half-hidden door.

He hesitated, leaned into the crack in the door, and looked inside.

Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying hadn't turned off the lights yet, and the two didn't speak again, just leaning calmly on the head of the bed.

Song Dongqing saw the tears welling up in Yu Huiying's eyes.

Song Yingqun didn't say anything, just silently hugged Yu Huiying.

The two of them didn't hear it, but they both felt that something was different.

Song Dongqing was full of doubts in his heart, and after hearing the sound of the toilet flushing, he frowned and withdrew his gaze.

Song Anan came out of the toilet, he was no longer angry with Song Dongqing, and when he entered the room, he still raised his head and greeted Song Dongqing, "Brother, I'm fine." ”

Song Dongqing touched her head and pushed her into the room.

He still had doubts in his heart, and he couldn't help but look back.

There was an extra shadow on the door frame, slightly taller than the height record. Beside that shadow, there was a tall shadow on the floor of the living room.

Song Dongqing's eyes widened.

Outside the window, a dark cloud obscured the moon, the light disappeared, and two shadows melted into the surrounding darkness.