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223 Relatives and Friends of Xu X Years

Relatives and friends of many years ago have already collected the ashes of many years ago and left. Now it is Guo x’s turn, which is “in progress”.

The people who were sitting all stood up and gathered around the glass window. Through the glass, they saw Guo Shuang lying there from a distance. The furnace door opened and Guo Shuang was slowly sent in.

The two old ladies burst into tears, and the others also felt sad and shed tears silently.

Guo Shuang's twenty-year journey has come to an end here.

Sister Chen did not get up and go to the glass window, she was still sitting there. Sheng Chuncheng did not get up either. Even Zhong Xinxin would not have thought of taking Sheng Chuncheng to the glass window to see Guo Shuang off for the last time.

Sheng Chuncheng looked at Sister Chen through his sunglasses. He saw that her face was ashen and she was indifferent to the sound of crying not far away.

She silently took out her wallet, took out a strand of Guo Shuang's hair, put it on her lips, kissed it, then took out a pack of napkins from her bag, pulled one out, and put the strand of hair on

Put it in the napkin, carefully fold it into a square shape, and put it back into the wallet.

The entire cremation process took more than an hour, and now nothing could be seen. The sad people left the glass window and returned to their original seats.

Guo Shuang's grandmother did not sit down. She came over and stood in front of Sister Chen, looking at her.

Sister Chen looked up at her mother and stood up. She murmured: "Mom!"

Mother suddenly raised her hand, slapped Sister Chen in the face, and scolded: "You are really evil, look what you have done!"

The two classmates quickly got up. The taller one stood in front of Sister Chen and called "Grandma, Grandma". The other one put his arms around Sister Chen's shoulders and sat down.

Guo Shuang's grandmother turned around and walked away, walking in front of her group of people. Those people stood up and looked towards Sister Chen, and everyone left together.

After they left, Guo Shuang's grandparents also stood up and looked angrily in this direction. They also left.

There are only five of them left in this area now.

Sister Chen sat there with her head lowered, motionless, leaning against the classmate who was holding her shoulders.

The tall girl stared at Sheng Chuncheng opposite. If she hadn't been wearing sunglasses, Sheng Chuncheng would have felt terrified by her sight.

The tall girl stood up, walked over, sat down next to Sheng Chuncheng, and asked softly:

"Are you Master Xiaosheng? Guo Shuang told me about you."

"Did you talk about me?" Sheng Chuncheng asked doubtfully.

"Yes, she said you were listening to my book."

Sheng Chuncheng was stunned for a moment, then understood, and asked: "Are you, are you the eyebrow master? Did you write "The Pentium Era - South to North"?"

"That's right, isn't it?" Sister Mei said, "Do you think that all girls should write sweet pet stories?"

"No, no." Sheng Chuncheng said, "I just didn't expect that you are so young and you are Guo Shuang's classmate?"

"Yes, Guo Shuang, a classmate from the High School Affiliated to Zhejiang University, is the youngest in our class." Ms. Mei said and sighed, "Actually, it has been more than half a month since I came back to Hangzhou and the quarantine ended. I contacted him on WeChat

She, Guo Shuang, kept telling me that she was in school, otherwise, I would have gone to their house long ago. Unfortunately, I didn’t expect to see her when I came back this time, and I won’t see her in the future.”

Sheng Chuncheng listened and sighed again and again in his heart. Yes, it's a pity that all the mistakes were made and missed. If Guo Shuang had not only herself and Zhong Xinxin, but also her classmates, so many people around her, she would have

Otherwise, today's result would not have happened? The God of Death is also afraid of crowds and noise, right?

Sheng Chuncheng understood. He knew why Guo Shuang lied to his classmates and said he was going to school. That was when she was struggling in the mud and it was her most difficult time.

Sister Chen is right. Guo Shuang is a mysophobic person. When she is not good, she will only huddle in the corner, for fear that her bad things will be splashed on others. She is also a kind but cowardly person.

People who are so cowardly that they won't reach out for help when they are desperate.

"Can I add you on WeChat?" Mei Shiniang asked, "Guo Shuang said that you are a person with stories. If one day you are willing to tell me your story, I will write it."

"Will there be Guo Shuang inside?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"There must be." Mei Shiniang said.

"Okay, then let's make it a deal. When the time is right, I will tell you a lot of things." Sheng Chuncheng said to her.

The people in the waiting hall left one after another, and they were the last five people left. When the figure of the staff appeared in the glass window No. 5, Mrs. Mei ran over quickly and handed the red cloth in her hand inside.

staff, and others also followed.

The staff placed the urn on the red cloth, wrapped the four corners up, tied it tightly, and handed the urn out from inside.

Sister Chen reached out to hold the urn, but the urn was a bit heavy. Sister Mei said, "Auntie, I'll do it."

Among the five people, Sister Chen walked at the front holding a photo of Guo Shuang. Sister Mei held Guo Shuang's urn and followed behind. Another classmate held a black cloth umbrella in her hand and held it for Sister Mei.

The person selling funeral supplies outside told them that the urn should not be exposed to the sun from the inside all the way to the parking lot and then up the mountain. It must be covered with a black umbrella. Two girls who are usually not afraid of anything and don't believe in anything.

, at this time, I suddenly became superstitious.

Not only did they buy an umbrella, but the classmate was holding an umbrella and walking cautiously beside Mrs. Mei. The umbrella in his hand kept shaking and turning, and he was really afraid that there would be a little sunlight and he would accidentally drop it.

On the urn of Guo Shuang.

Zhong Xinxin walked at the back with Sheng Chuncheng.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Zhong Xinxin and Sister Chen said, "Auntie, let Guo Shuang ride in my car. She likes to ride in my car."

Sister Chen said yes.

Zhong Xinxin opened the passenger seat and let Sister Chen sit in. Then Ms. Mei put the urn in her lap on her lap. The classmate was exposed to the sun, and the umbrella in her hand protected Guo Shuang.

Strictly.

When they arrived at the cemetery, there was still a long way to go from the parking place to Guo Shuang's tomb. Mei Shiniang and Zhong Xinxin exchanged hands holding Guo Shuang's urn. Sister Chen still held Guo Shuang's photo and walked in

The classmate at the front was almost leaning sideways, using his own body and an umbrella to shield Guo Shuang from the sun. All three of them were panting from exhaustion.

The person who was replaced had to come to lead Sheng Chuncheng away. Sheng Chuncheng felt very sorry when he saw it. He really wanted to say, I will support him.

But he held back and did not speak. He was worried that if he spoke at this time and said that he could actually see it, even Guo Shuang in the urn would be shocked.

When they arrived at the cemetery, there were already staff waiting here. They put Guo Shuang's urn into the grave. The staff sealed the cover and made an agreement with them. Sister Chen couldn't control it anymore.

Sitting down in front of Guo Shuang's tombstone, she touched Guo Shuang's name on the tombstone, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

The three girls also sat down and cried together.

Sheng Chuncheng stood there, looking down at the way they came, and tears flowed from his eyes.

Goodbye, Guo Shuang!

The black umbrella was thrown aside, and a gust of wind came and rolled it down the mountain. But at this time, no one here cared. Let's go. The sun will never shine on Guo Shuang, and she will continue to be white.

As she continued to giggle, she was forever fixed in this young smiling face on the tombstone.

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