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Chapter 46: Puppy Love, Premature Birth

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    The more happiness you get, the more sudden and sad you will be when you lose it.

    When she accompanied any to the mourning hall, she stopped crying. The tears have not stopped since the moment she received the phone call this morning. The stop now is not because she is not sad, but because she cannot believe in the cruelty of fate when she really faces it.  I can't believe it, I'm not willing to be surrounded by tears, sadness, and the bad luck of death. Every woman's face is like a flower baptized by the rainstorm, appearing in my dream.

    Any's love, don't say it's not love, don't say she's young and doesn't understand, even though there are mistakes she can't take care of herself, but it's the same embrace, the same laughter, and the same heartache.  , is the love that was broken by life. They are stronger than many people, they have persisted and never gave up. They regard love as the firmest belief in their life. In order to fulfill the warmest promise into the nest that belongs to any and him,  Jing Hao closed his eyes forever.

    Jing Hao's mother looked at Any in tears, and had no energy to criticize. Everyone was young, what could be blamed, accusing her son of not understanding love?  People who work hard to create the future?  Or do you blame the seven-story room you used to obstruct your son, and finally became the height where your son died?

    Any quietly approached Jing Hao, taking very light steps, as if afraid of waking Jing Hao to sleep.  Accompanying Any to the ice coffin, I saw Jing Hao for the first time, what Any said in this world is not only her mother, but the person who loves her the most.  Clean face, stubborn brow, if it weren't for the blood clot on the temple wound, I would have forgotten that he was a dead person.

    Without paying attention, Any rushed up like crazy, hugged Jing Hao's body, not allowing anyone to approach, and wailed loudly.  This time, their hug was no longer blocked because they were too young.  Ren Any put her hand into Jing Hao's and cried, "Jing Hao, don't let go. You promised me that you would never let go. You can't lie to me."  She clenched her hands tightly and cried over and over again: "Jing Hao, don't let go!" Her voice tore the hearts of everyone present, and the cries in the mourning hall were like thunderstorms in summer.

    After crying for a long time, when her voice became hoarse, she quietly crawled on Jing Hao's chest, touched Jing Hao's face, and said stupidly: "Jing Hao, you didn't lie to me, listen, you  My heartbeat is very calm, I didn't lie, you said that we will be together for the rest of our lives, and we will never be separated."

    I know that any is sad, and so am I, but I know very well that she is in a bad state, and I am afraid that she will collapse.  I walked up to her, put my arms around her shoulders, and tried to move her away from Jing Hao, but she dragged my hand to hold Jing Hao's heart, and looked at me with tears in her eyes: "Tell me,  Is Jing Hao's heart beating?!" Helplessly, I didn't want to hurt Any's heart, but I had to shake my head, because Jing Hao was really dead, and Any couldn't fall into the trap of lying to himself.

    Seeing me shaking my head, Any was stupid for a long time, calmed down, wiped away tears, looked at Jing Hao and said to me, "Tao Zi, although I usually call you sister, but you are not like sister at all, like a fragile child,  Willful but cowardly people are always hurt. You once said that we seem to be, don¡¯t you? So, I hope you can be happy, help me live happily, protect my love, promise me, and promise Jing Hao.¡±

    After finishing speaking, he looked at me with tears in his eyes, and gave me a heart-wrenching smile, which made me cover my mouth and cry out in pain.  None of us, who were dull, noticed it, and before we could stop it, the extra knife in Any's hand stabbed her heart.  The moment the blood came out, Any hugged Jing Hao tightly.

    Screaming, silence, when the crying continued, Any didn't breathe.  I was terrified that the small Tibetan knife given to Any by the farmer to make her happy had become Any's tool for chasing Jing Hao.

    It's so strange that no one saved Any, and no one separated them, not even me.  I actually don't want to break Any's hand holding Jing Hao, as Any said, we are very similar, if it were me, I don't want to let go either.  When a person dies, this is the last wish that the living have to obey.

    In the end, I didn't even know whether I was absolving myself of guilt for not being saved.  Only that kind of pain remained in my chest, like I went with the one I love, choked in my throat forever and ever.  The picture in my memory is that Jing Hao fell asleep quietly holding Any.

    I owe Any's mother a slap in the face, but she didn't slap me, but hugged me and cried loudly. The wrong feeling was that Any was me.

    Before they were alive, they were not able to be together. No matter what the reason was, their determination to stay together in death had to be fulfilled.  Despite the rumors and the pain of losing a child, Any and Jing Hao were still buried together.  On the day of the burial, the two families touched the photo of the child in front of the tombstone, crying and said, "My child, you are finally together, go with peace of mind and live a happy life in another world." After finishing speaking, Jing Hao  Mom cries on any mom, it's like family, each other ?Keep living, this is the life they will live in the future.  But why wait until it's a pity?  If they could let go of the mundane world earlier, Any and Jing Hao would still be two living people who would sweetly call them Mom and Dad.

    My heart is angry, angry why the world doesn't give love a little more tolerance and a little chance, I would rather the cold stones not grow any grass.

    When I put the bouquet in front of them, it felt like I was paying homage to my own grave. Any said that I said that we are very similar. In fact, what I said is that every woman who loves is very similar, a road of friendship  , overlapping our too similar lives, either smiling sweetly or crying sadly.  It's just that I don't know why, why there are so few smiles, and what is left to the world are teary eyes. If this is natural, I resist fate.

    Any is gone, if a person has a soul after death, but Vision Hao has been holding her hand, no matter where she drifts, she is no longer lonely.

    Back home, thinking of Any's laughter, I couldn't fall asleep no matter how tired I was. She died, leaving her thoughts and pain to the living. But I can't blame her for being selfish. I understand that if you lose your favorite in life  People, living is cruel to myself. Even I can't bear the cruelty.  What is harsh can only be God's indifference, forgetting to take care of the sentient, and vicissitudes of life.

    (Love is innocent, it has nothing to do with age, older people can only see the reality, but they may not understand true love. It is not indulgence, but can make true love grow, maybe they will bloom the most beautiful flowers, and no one will kill it to grow  rights.) (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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