The next day was Yanyan's burial day, and Yanyan's body had been sent from the hospital to the funeral home in the past two days. So that day, I got up at six o'clock.

When I got up, it wasn't dawn. However, it had snowed the day before, so it wasn't too dark.

I got up, looked at the fox fairy who was shrunk and wrapped in a crumpled futon, with black hair snaking around the head of the bed, with his back to me, sighed, stepped forward and said:

"Hey, get me up, it's my sister's funeral day, can you get up and help do something?"

At my urging, the fox fairy's pair of cold eyes revealed a point of light from between the scattered bangs.

"When?" said the fox fairy as she looked at me lazily.

Hour?

"It's past six. I replied lightly.

"Oh, it turns out that there are really rare things in this world that get up at the end of the day. The fox fairy taunted me with sleepy eyes, then turned over, rolled up the quilt and shrank his head, and continued to sleep.

“......”

It seems that it is impossible to get this unreasonable woman to get up and do something. Maybe I should have seen it through in the first place. I shouldn't have any stupid thoughts about asking this woman to help me with some housework.

After that, I had to take care of the affairs of the family myself, and I contacted the funeral home to arrange the funeral. I don't have a grandfather or grandfather, and my mother doesn't have any sisters or brothers, so I don't have an aunt or brother-in-law, and the funeral is entirely up to me and Xue. Because the conditions of my family are very average, everything is simple.

As we grow older, we forget a lot of things.

I can't remember the details of the day when my sister Yanyan was buried, all I remember is that in front of that cemetery, in front of that snowfield, I stood for a long, long time, and my sister Xue leaned on my arms, covered her face, cried loudly, and blushed from crying.

I didn't say anything, I was silent, I just stood there, my face ached from the bitter north wind, but not a single tear fell from the corner of my eye.

Because my tears have long since dried up.

Sometimes I'm stubborn, but sometimes I'm realistic.

I know very well that no matter how much we remember the past, the dead will not come back to life.

This is the greatest sorrow of those who remain in the world.

I bought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and put them on the cemetery where I gave her.

When the chrysanthemums were released, Ah Xue cried again.

The sleet began to fall, a continuation of the day's heavy snowfall and the last gift of this cold winter.

"Brother, Sister Yanyan is gone! Sister Yanyan is gone!" Ah Xue grabbed the corner of my clothes and cried loudly, crying and crying, her voice choked.

"She didn't leave. Looking at Ah Xue crying in my arms, my heart was filled with sadness, I touched her head, restrained her fluctuating emotions and said, "She has been watching us somewhere." ”

"All the time. ”

The soft voice turned into a cloud of white gas, which drifted in the wind.

Looking at the gray sky, I remembered the letter that Yanyan had left for me.

She asked me to take care of Ah Xue with her share.

This is Yanyan's last entrustment, and I will swear to fulfill it.

I took a deep breath, couldn't help the fluctuation of my heart, and said lightly to Ah Xue:

"Ah Xue, brother, I swear here, from now on, until I enter the coffin, I will never let others step on our heads again. Absolute. ”

The drifting rain and snow continue, telling the story of heaven and earth.

When I turned my head, I saw a woman in white holding a white umbrella standing at the end of the cemetery, among the dark stone monuments.

Under the umbrella, she was arrogant, cold, and had an excellent demeanor, and her black hair reached the ground dancing slowly in the wind and snow.

However, those cold and slightly sentimental inky eyes still added a trace of warmth to this cold winter.

Looking at those black eyes, I smiled self-deprecatingly, took Ah Xue's hand, and walked slowly, leaving behind the lonely tombstone behind me.

If the east wind had a heart, it would surely blow away the bunch of white chrysanthemums that I had gently placed in front of the smoke grave, and then see the small piece of paper under the remnants of the petals:

"I love you always, brother. ”

The rain and snow are still falling.

I raised my head, subconsciously spread out my palm, and took a cold snowflake, which was like a soft down, resting quietly on my palm line, like an angel who had found a home.

Snowflakes, snowflakes.

If you can never stop, please send my blessing that will never wither to the farthest edge of the world, accompanied by the spring breeze that is not warm......

......

......

When a person dies, whatever it is, it is reduced to nothingness.

Two days after Yanyan's burial, I really felt her departure. For a long time after the day of my burial, I felt empty in my heart, as if there was a hole there that could not be filled no matter what.

Of course, two days later, I was drawn to something else.

That was what I saw on the local TV news the next night.

After Zhang Guohua surrendered and was arrested and imprisoned, Li Yujiang, the second secretary of the municipal party committee of the municipal standing committee, replaced Zhang Guohua as the first secretary of the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, and also became the possible successor of the deputy mayor of Wuxi in the future, and even the successor of the mayor of Wuxi. And his inaugural meeting was being broadcast on TV, at which he wantonly criticized Zhang Guohua's life deeds, saying that he colluded with the underworld and did not commit evil.

When I saw this news, my originally low mood suddenly rose again.

Others may not be able to see the big problem, but I can see the problem very well, Zhang Guohua has only been in prison for a few days, Li Yujiang sat in the position of deputy secretary and secretary of the municipal party committee, such a rise is inevitably too fast.

Obviously, there is definitely a plan behind this. In other words, Li Yujiang has already coveted Zhang Guohua's position, and has even attracted a lot of contacts to be able to ascend to the position so quickly.

This also corrected my initial conjecture, Zhang Yue and they dared to do something to my sister, and it was indeed someone behind the scenes who planned this play.

Before I died, I knew from Wu Han's mouth that there were actually five people who wanted to attack Yanyan that day, and the real promoter was the boyfriend who claimed to be Yanyan, and also gave Yanyan illegal drugs to the boy - Li Tianyu!

And Li Tianyu's father is Li Yujiang!

Obviously, this accident was jointly planned by Li Yujiang and Li Tianyu, but my action to slander Zhang Guohua hastened the success of their plan!

Looking at Li Yujiang, who was smiling on the TV screen and shaking hands with the mayor and other party committees and discipline inspection commissions with a shiny face, my fists clenched little by little.

This man is definitely not a good bird.

"What's the matter, you look like you've been put on by a ghost?" came the fox fairy's soft, soft voice from beside me, she lay on the sofa and watched TV with me. After two days, the fox fairy already knew what TV was.

I turned my head slowly and said to the fox fairy:

"This man on TV is the culprit who killed my sister. Zhang Guohua has just stepped down, and he has taken the position, obviously he has already laid out the overall situation in the background. Now that Zhang Guohua has fallen, he stepped on Zhang Guohua's corpse to take the position. ”

"Yes. The fox fairy listened to me casually, and then gently played with her long, shiny nails, and she stretched her five jade fingers, turning them over and over.

The fox fairy suddenly spoke: "Hey, Wang Shengsheng, do you know about the Arhats?"

I was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You know, how?"

The fox fairy stared at his fingers and said slowly:

"This world is a stack of arhats. The people at the top stepped on the people below and piled them up on top. There are always people from the top who step on top of them...... Everyone wants to climb up, even if it is just the upper level, they feel that there are a few more people under their feet, and they feel a little more comfortable. But after all, he was stepped on. ”

The fox fairy's words shocked me slightly, I squinted at her, and said, "In other words, if you want to not be stepped on, you have to climb to the top, right?"

The fox fairy said lightly: "When you reach the top one day, you will find that there is nothing but emptiness." ”

The fox fairy's words made me frown, turned my head, and continued to stare at the TV screen before I spoke:

However, I don't know how many people in this world want to turn the world upside down, so that those who are used to the emptiness and loneliness on the top can taste the taste of being trampled on the bottom. ”

"What about you?" the fox fairy looked at me lightly, and a pair of cold eyes made my heart sink slightly.

I thought for a moment and said, "I just don't want to be trampled under my feet anymore." Casually being bullied. When I didn't meet you, I was just a small character, like a sheep raised in a slaughterhouse, all my life was encircled, and I didn't know when I was slaughtered. ”

"Now?"

"Now, of course I'm still a sheep. It's just that I also have a knife. If someone else wants to kill me, it's not as easy as it used to be. And if my most important people are slaughtered, I can save them with the knife in my hand. ”

"So, I still want to thank you for giving me this knife. I turned my head to look at the fox fairy lying behind me and smiled at her.

"But do you know how much blood you have to get on this knife to practice it well, Wang Shengsheng?"

The fox fairy sneered, picked up a piece of cut cake on the coffee table, stuffed it into his mouth, closed his beautiful eyes, and enjoyed it leisurely and leisurely, saying no more.