The Pillow of the Bad President

Sang Xiaoyu seemed to be stopped by the question. .

The corner of her mouth was twitching, but she didn't make a sound for a long time, and she didn't answer until the end. The brothers Qin Sinian and Qin Huainian had already discussed how to deal with the next funeral.

Because everything proposed by Qin Sinian was simple, the funeral did not have too many complicated steps.

Sang Xiaoyu naturally had to participate in the old man's funeral. After seeing the old man off for the last time, she followed everyone to the funeral home.

Qin Yi received a mission and returned to the army two days ago. There was no way to come, but his second brother, Qin Huainian, was there to help take care of the funeral. The funeral went smoothly. It's a colleague in the hospital.

They had been together so long, and most of them she knew.

Every colleague went to the tombstone, sent a farewell and condolences to the old man who had passed away, and then turned to leave, and said condolences to Qin Sinian again.

Qin Sinian was relatively reticent, or rather haggard, his face was full of sorrow.

Sang Xiaoyu has only returned to China for a few days, and this is already the second funeral she has attended. It has to be said that life is impermanent, and she feels very depressed and sad.

Especially looking at the black and white photo of the old man on the tombstone, it is as kind and gentle as ever.

The eyes are amiable, and the lines at the corners of the eyes are full of smiles, as if they haven't left.

Sang Xiaoyu's nose was sour, and a large amount of water mist gushed out of her eyes, dripping down uncontrollably, and the liquid stayed at the corner of her mouth, with a salty taste.

"Mrs. Qin!"

Someone who finished mourning came towards her.

Sang Xiaoyu raised her head when she heard the sound, quickly wiped the wet corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and then saw a familiar face, it was Qin Sinian's colleague in the hospital, Wu You, a female nurse from the heart surgery department, who could be seen rushing from the hospital. I came here because I was still wearing a nurse's uniform under the windbreaker.

The two of them are considered to be acquaintances. She even ordered the mandarin ducks before and introduced Xiao Wu, the security guard, to each other. I don't know how the two of them get along now!

When meeting an acquaintance, Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Xiao Wu, long time no see!"

"Mrs. Qin, I thought I was wrong just now. It's great that you're back!" The female nurse was also very excited when she saw her.Since Qin Sinian came back from his vacation suddenly half a year ago and applied to aid Tibet, he has not seen her again for more than half a year, and he still guessed what happened to the two of them. Now seeing her at the funeral, The female nurse couldn't help but feel a little relieved, "With you by Dr. Qin's side

Let's rest assured, otherwise I'm really afraid that he won't be able to take this blow! "

"I..." Sang Xiaoyu opened his mouth.The female nurse didn't see anything wrong with her face, and her voice overshadowed hers, and she said, "Let Dr. Qin be more careful, we all know that he values ​​his grandma very much, but the old man has already left, so please don't worry too much about it." Sad! You don't know, when the old man passed away, I was talking to Qin

The doctor reported the condition of a patient, his face was almost bloodless, like a log... I believe that if you persuade him, he will cheer up! "

Sang Xiaoyu opened his mouth again, but swallowed what he wanted to explain.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at the tall and straight figure not far in front of her.

Standing in front of the tombstone, her bloodshot peach eyes were fixed on the tombstone for a moment, her whole body was rigid, her eyes shifted slightly, Sang Xiaoyu also looked at the tombstone next to him again, and looked at the tombstone. The loving eyes of the old man in the photo made her feel tense for a while.

A certain image suddenly popped up in my mind, the old man who was about to be pushed into the operating room held her hand tightly, and explained to her earnestly and earnestly: Xiaoyu, I leave Si Nian to you...

Sang Xiaoyu swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva in succession.

She hastily lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look any further.

At this moment, the phone in her pocket vibrated twice briefly, and Sang Xiaoyu took it out, it was a text message.

The fiancé, Yi Qiran, seemed to consider that she might be busy here, so she didn't call rashly, but chose to send a message. The other party knew that she was going to attend the funeral today, so they asked her how she was going. That's it, she hasn't finished replying yet.

An hour later, the funeral was over, and the colleagues in the hospital also left one after another, and gradually everyone left about the same.

Although there was a superstitious saying that pregnant women were not allowed to attend the funeral, Hao Yan still came and it was inconvenient to stay for too long. Qin Huainian took her and planned to leave first, leaving behind his assistant to help deal with the aftermath.

Qin Sinian hoarsely said, "Second brother, thank you!"

"Why are you being polite to me!" Qin Huainian frowned, then stepped forward and patted his younger brother's shoulder in a manly comfort.

Hao Yan said to her, "Xiaoyu, let's go back first!"

Sang Xiaoyu nodded and watched them drive away from the cemetery.

After the last person who came to pay their respects left, before they knew it, there were only the two of them left in the cemetery. Qin Sinian was still standing in front of the tombstone, with his shadow slanting on the grass next to him, like a sad mountain.

Seeing him not moving for a long time, Sang Xiaoyu sighed and walked forward hesitantly.

Pulling his sleeve, she reminded, "Beast, let's go..."

"En." Qin Sinian nodded.

After gazing deeply at the tombstone for a few seconds, he leaned forward, touched the photo with his thin lips, left a light farewell kiss, and followed her down the mountain reluctantly.

The old man’s cemetery is located in a place with a wide field of vision, on the hillside, so when leaving, you still need to walk a short mountain road. The figures of the two side by side are moving slowly, and the grief is still in each other’s hearts.

At the foot of the mountain, Sang Xiaoyu asked hesitantly, "Beast, are you okay?"

Qin Sinian remained silent.

Seeing this, Sang Xiaoyu couldn't help persuading her, "Grandma has already been buried, and the funeral affairs have been settled, so I can visit her often in the future! Your condolences will change, don't be sad for too long!"

Qin Sinian's protruding Adam's apple twitched slightly, and the focus in his peach eyes slowly met her, and he asked hoarsely, "If I say it's not good, little goldfish, will you stay with me?"

"I..." Sang Xiaoyu was startled.

Just when he didn't know how to answer, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

There was a brown BMW parked not far away, and there was obviously someone in the driver's seat. Seeing her looking over, the person inside pushed open the car door and came down. The relationship of habit is standing very straight.

Lifting the car key, she was smiling warmly at her, "Little fish!" Sang Xiaoyu looked at the person walking by, her eyes widened in surprise, "Qi Ran, why do you..."

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