Edge of light and shadow

When Brother Zhe arrived at the scene of the car accident, Qianyan had already been carried into the ambulance. Brother Zhe threw the Hummer on the side of the road and got into the ambulance.

"Qianyan, can you hear me?" Brother Zhe grabbed Qianyan's hand, but got no response.

Brother Zhe took out his cell phone: "Damn, it's out of battery at this time." He looked at Qian Yan's cell phone beside him, and immediately dialed Han Yihuan's number.

Han Yihuan asked softly: "Brother, I'm in class now, have you arrived in City G?"

Brother Zhe choked up, unable to speak.

"Brother, what's the matter, talk quickly." Han Yihuan vaguely heard the sound of an ambulance.

"Boy, your brother was hit by a car just now, so hurry up and come to the No. [-] Hospital in G City." Brother Zhe cried.

Han Yihuan rushed out of the classroom...

Soon after arriving at the hospital, brother Zhe called Li Xin several times on Qianyan's mobile phone but did not answer.Li Xin was in a meeting, and never answered calls from strangers.Brother Zhe sent him a text message: I'm Zhe, Qianyan had a car accident, and I was in the hospital, and I couldn't hold on alone.

Li Xin glanced at the text message, immediately dismissed the meeting and went straight to the hospital.

"The patient's family members sign and rescue him immediately." The doctor pushed Qianyan into the operating room.

Brother Zhe was not counted as a family member, but he still signed the letter crookedly with trembling hands.

Brother Zhe rummaged through Qianyan's cell phone, but couldn't find Cheng Yu's number.

It didn't take long for Li Xin to arrive. When Brother Zhe saw Li Xin, he burst into tears: "What should I do? What if I can't make it through?"

Li Xin didn't say anything, just hugged Brother Zhe quietly.

Cheng Yu and Jiang Xue have already boarded the plane to Japan, this is their honeymoon trip.

Cheng Yu was full of shallow words on the plane, he still didn't come to my wedding, and he still blamed me.

"The doctor is out." Brother Zhe ran to the doctor.

"I'm sorry, we have tried our best." The doctor shook his head regretfully.

"No, it's not true, Li Xin, it's not true, woo woo woo..." Brother Zhe burst into tears.

"Go and see him." The doctor looked at the young man with tricks, and he felt unspeakable regret.

Brother Zhe went in with Li Xin and saw that there were large and small tubes stuck in Qianyan's body. After the nurse helped to remove the tubes, Brother Zhe and Li Xin helped him put on his clothes.

"Qianyan, you are a stubborn kid. Don't listen to me when I tell you not to come. If you say one sentence, you will say ten sentences. Get up for me. Aren't you very powerful? Get up and argue with me." Brother Zhe patted Qian Yan's arm, remembering that they blinded BB together all day, his mouth, as much as possible, is now lying there without saying a word.

Han Yihuan and his father Han Zhiran also rushed to the hospital. As soon as they entered, they saw Brother Zhe and Li Xin surrounded by Qianyan, and they probably knew what was going on in their hearts.

Brother Zhe wailed loudly: "Boy, your brother is gone."

Han Zhiran threw himself on Qianyan's side and burst into tears: "Little bastard, how can you ask Dad to compensate you in the future..." Han Zhiran always felt that he owed Qianyan, so he had to compensate him financially.

Han Yihuan stood at the door for a long time without daring to go in. His world was collapsing, and he didn't know until now that there was a feeling called despair.

"Xiaohuan, come and see brother." Han Zhiran said softly to Han Yihuan.

Han Yihuan walked slowly to Qianyan's side, stroking the dried blood on his face: "Brother, does it hurt? I'm sorry, brother, I was useless and didn't protect you well." Han Yihuan never heard anything again. Other voices, only himself and his brother are left in his world.

Qianyan was transferred to the mortuary, Han Yihuan followed, and Han Zhiran contacted the company that will hold the funeral tomorrow.

The administrator opened a long, cold drawer.

"What is this for?" Han Yihuan asked him.

"Put the body in and freeze it." The administrator explained to him.

"My brother is most afraid of the cold, don't freeze him." Han Yihuan firmly grasped Qianyan.

"It will stink if it is not frozen."

"No, why does my brother stink? You smell it, his hair is still fragrant." Han Yihuan stroked Qianyan's head.

The administrator shook his head and walked out without embarrassing him.

Han Yihuan spent the whole night talking with Qianyan in the mortuary, talking about it since he was a child...

Han Yihuan remembers what his brother said to him: "Boy, brother is worthless. The light I chased so hard not only didn't illuminate anything, but made my shadow even darker."

Brother, you are always chasing his light, but you forget that you are also my light, but you never want to look back, even just for a glance.

Now your world is only cold, and I only have darkness...

Brother Zhe found a charger, and as soon as the phone was turned on, he called Cheng Yu and turned it off.

He sent a text message: Cheng Yu, Qianyan got into a car accident this afternoon and left. Before leaving, let me tell you that he loves you. The funeral will be held in H City at noon tomorrow.Brother Zhe also sent him the address.

Cheng Yu turned on the plane as soon as he got off the plane, and when he received a text message from Brother Zhe, his whole body became stiff. After a long time, he recovered, and immediately booked the fastest flight to City H.

Near morning, Han Yihuan and his father returned to City H with Qianyan.

Han Zhiran asked someone to set up a luxurious mourning hall, and Han Yihuan took care of Qianyan's grooming and grooming all by himself. He didn't like others to touch his brother.

Brother Zhe was crying in front of the mourning hall. Han Yihuan wanted to cry too when he saw Brother Zhe crying like this, but he didn’t cry. He wanted to use this pain to punish his cowardice. If he let his brother know his feelings early in the morning , maybe it won't be this ending.

Han Yihuan whispered in Qianyan's ear: "Brother, I love you." If you can hear it, you only know that I love you, but you don't know how much I love you.

Han Yihuan gently kissed Qianyan's cold lips. This was the first time he kissed his brother, and he knew it would be the last time. After all, the tears couldn't be held back, dripping down Qianyan's beautiful but temperatureless face.

Cheng Yu on the plane thought about what they had experienced over and over again. He didn't know how he got through these few hours, so he went straight to the address given by Brother Zhe when he got off the plane: "Qianyan, wait for me, don't so fast."

Han Yihuan didn't know how long the funeral had been held, it seemed like it was just a blink of an eye...

Han Yihuan held the words that had turned into ashes, and only then did he realize that he had really lost his brother forever, and he no longer even had the right to watch his brother quietly in the future.

When Cheng Yu ran there, he saw Han Yihuan coming out holding a small jar. He knew that he was late and didn't even see him for the last time. If he knew that the encounter at the school gate three years ago was the last time, he wouldn't let him It ends in a hurry.Now the shallow words he loved so much, the shallow words that he said he loved him before leaving, have turned into a wisp of ashes...

He no longer had the strength to support himself and fell to the ground.

Han Yihuan glanced at him and said to the jar in his arms: "Brother, it can be seen that he loves you very much. You were not able to attend his wedding, and he was not able to attend your funeral. You just missed it."

And Han Yihuan didn't know it all his life, Qianyan had fallen in love with him.

Didn't he and Qianyan miss it?

After Cheng Yu got divorced, Cheng's mother still forced her to die: "Are you still thinking about that shameless shallow talk?"

"Mom, he's gone. I don't want you to say that about him? If it wasn't for taking care of you, I wouldn't let him stay alone in another world." Cheng Yu was ashamed. After all, he was the one who killed him. he.

Han Yihuan often thinks of the morning when his brother sent him to school, the sun was shining on his delicate and beautiful face, if he could go back to that time, he would hug him tightly.

After his brother left, Han Yihuan liked to sleep very much, because in his dreams, his brother was still there.

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