Leftover temperature

"Mr. Xia has been dead for at least three hours..."

"...Gastric cancer is still in the middle stage, but the cause of Mr. Xia's death is not stomach cancer...All his organs are seriously failing...not just...not just the stomach, almost...all the viscera."

"...Mr. Xia not only suffered from mid-stage gastric cancer... Pulmonary fibrosis should have been very serious long ago. According to the current situation, the history of the disease may have been six years, and for some reason, his pulmonary fibrosis seems to be worse than Ordinary people are quicker, six years have already reached the fatal stage...but it is almost at the most fatal stage."

"Mr. Xia died of organ failure. The cause...is not yet clear."

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Si Jinqing stood stiffly outside the emergency room, her whole body was cold.

The doctors stood outside the emergency room and looked at him with fear and pity. Both sides of the corridor were full of his people.

The light in the corridor was dim and distant, stretching his shadow very long.

Suddenly, it was dark.

He turned sideways, staggered violently, and supported the cold wall with slightly curled fingers, supporting his weak and trembling body in vain.

It took a while for everyone to hear Si Jinqing mumbled in a low voice:

"……go home."

Let's go home, Yanyan.

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The snow in Baihua Lane has never been so thick. It has only been snowing for more than four hours, and the entire Baihua Town is covered with white snow.

The bluestone roads and dirty alley walls and eaves covered with moss all the year round are finally clean as before.

Finally, God was not so cruel to him, and it snowed heavily for him, cleaning the way he left.

The roses in the small courtyard have completely withered and withered, and the emerald green rhizomes are so withered that they can't see the freshness they used to be.Only the cool smell of orchids still persists, seeming to pervade the entire Baihua Lane.

The heater in the master bedroom, which had been on for half a year, was finally turned off, and the usually dark space suddenly became bright.The curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn, covering the scene of the fiasco in the small courtyard, as well as the blizzard of a lifetime.

Si Jinqing changed the bed sheet and quilt cover from dark gray to Xia Shenyan's favorite light blue.

And his Yanyan was lying in the light blue, with his eyes closed slightly, his eyelashes were still thick and black, his lips were light in color, and his face was serene.

He was quiet, gentle and gentle as always.

It's just that he will never open those light-colored eyes again, lie on the window sill with squinted eyes and bend his lips and smile at him; nor will he stand under the dazzling spotlight and lick his lips and teeth for his girls, Sing softly.

Si Jinqing sat by the bed for more than two hours.After returning from the hospital until now, I have been looking at the sleeping man for two hours without moving.

He didn't break down and cry, he didn't yell out of control, he just panicked and sent the person who had lost his life to a private hospital, watched the doctor come out of the emergency room within a minute, and told him that brutal truth.

In the end, he took the man's cold and stiff body home with a heart that was ashamed, until now.

"……Owner."

Ren Zhan lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and stood quietly aside.

At the beginning, Ren Zhan didn't even realize what happened to Si Jinqing until he heard the doctor's words two hours ago.

He didn't know how he was sober, and he didn't even understand how he could follow Si Jinqing's order to pack Xia Shenyan's clothes in an orderly manner.

Until, he saw Xia Shenyan's notebook hidden deep in the cabinet.

A corner of the notebook was burned by fire, and dark brown covered the edges of the paper.It is not difficult to see that it was tried by the owner to burn it with fire, but it was accidentally left behind.

There is a line written on the front page of the notebook: "13 years of big dreams, nothing."

Ren Zhan was dizzy, and his sadness suddenly overwhelmed him like a flood.

He began to follow Si Jinqing when he was fifteen, when Si Jinqing was 16 years old.

At that time, the young master was taciturn, cold and sullen, and the Si family members and all the servants were a little afraid of him, including Ren Zhan.

It's just that the Ren family has followed the Si family for many years. As the successor of the Ren family, Ren Zhan, as the only son, naturally shoulders the important task of following the young master.

But after all, he was younger than Si Jinqing, so he couldn't help being afraid of such a young master.

Si Jinqing was young and promising, and on his back was the entire Si family. He would always be a three-foot god, the flower of Gaoling.

So Ren Zhan followed him with such reverence and fear.Over time, he really followed everyone and regarded him as a god.

So much later that he suddenly realized that this young master was only one year older than him, and he was a human being with flesh and blood.

He still remembered Si Jinqing's family banquet at the end of that year.And he and Si Jinqing stood in the quiet backyard, looking at the dark night sky against the biting wind.

There were no stars and no moon that night, so he didn't know what Si Jinqing was looking at, but the young master seemed to have spotted a certain point, and stared at the boundless darkness for a long time without moving.

It wasn't until a long, long time later that he suddenly heard the young master say in a daze: "I heard the sound of fireworks, but why can't I see them?"

At that time, Ren Zhan was still very young, and he lowered his head in panic, not daring to answer.But he belatedly began to understand that the little young master at that time must be very lonely.

But then Si Jinqing was 26 years old in the early morning of the first day of the new year.The young master coaxed the young Xia Shenyan to sleep. When he went downstairs, with a gentle smile on his lips, he lowered his eyes and smiled at Ren Zhan at the foot of the building, "I saw the fireworks."

Ren Zhan also laughed.

Because the elders are busy with work, and Ren Zhan has been with Si Jinqing since he was a child, Ren Zhan and his family are not very close.He has no friends, and Si Jinqing has been his only reliance these years.

So that year, when he saw that the lonely young master finally found his own bright fireworks, he was really happy for him.

And after that, Si Jinqing gradually became more fond of laughing, talked more, and became warmer.

When looking at Xia Shenyan, the young master is the most clear and gentle.

Even if Si Jinqing had to be separated from Xia Shenyan temporarily after being forced by the Si family, the tenderness that belonged exclusively to Xia Shenyan never got out of his eyes again.

Now his little young master has finally lost his fireworks.

So when he accidentally opened the handwriting and saw the sentence written by Xia Shenyan on the front page, he suddenly collapsed, his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

It turns out that two people who love each other may not necessarily be together.

It's just that Xia Shenyan, such a good person, would not end well.

Sometimes he looked at the lifeless Xia Shenyan on the bed in a daze, and couldn't figure it out, why the person who had a good conversation with him in the morning couldn't open his eyes again in the afternoon.

Ren Zhan endured the tears welling up in his eyes, put the heavy and incomplete notes in his hand on the bedside table, choked up and said: "...Master, this is...he left it, you can take a look."

When he knew that Xia Shenyan had left, he felt that Si Jinqing was about to leave too. He was a little scared, so he could only pin his last hope on it, and hoped that the contents of this notebook could save him .

………………

It was cold and windy outside the window, and Nanyang, which was still clear yesterday, was covered with snow overnight.

Si Jinqing never touched the diary, just sat in front of the bed and quietly held Xia Shenyan's cold and soft hand, did not speak, did not eat or sleep.

He closed his dry eyes, lowered his eyes and kissed Xia Shenyan's hand, and suddenly opened his lips to say something, but when his fingers touched his quiet pulse, he closed his mouth quickly, just paused for a while, Still couldn't help silently kissing his fingers over and over again.From the little finger to the thumb, he held that thin and pale hand in the palm of his hand, trying in vain to transmit his own temperature to his dead muscles and bones.

After finally realizing that he was doing useless work, he suddenly calmed down again, and carefully put his hands under the quilt.

When Si Jinqing got up, his eyes went dark for a moment, his legs suddenly went limp, his body was unstable, and he staggered.He squeezed the space between his eyebrows, supported the bedside table for a while, then went around to the other side of the bed, and opened the curtains of the French windows.

It was already dark outside the window, covering all the fiasco and depression. Si Jinqing glanced at the dark night sky, then turned around and walked back, and gently laid down beside Xia Shenyan with his clothes on his side.

He had looked at him that way last night, too, when he was breathing shallowly.He still looks at him like this now, when he was not breathing.

Si Jinqing buried her head in the socket of his shoulder and closed her eyes.

I don't know how long it took before the sound of fireworks gradually moved from far to near, until it was clearly audible before waking up Si Jinqing who was dozing off with his eyes closed.

He just opened his eyes, still lying on his side without moving, resting his head on his hands, quietly looking at Xia Shenyan's gentle and peaceful side face.

There are already thousands of fireworks outside the window, but the hustle and bustle of the world can no longer disturb him and his Yanyan.It's just that when the brilliant color exploded from the dark night, and then sneaked in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and sprinkled on him and Xia Shenyan, he still couldn't help closing his eyes.

He gently buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder, and waited for a long time, until the sound of fireworks and firecrackers gradually faded away, and the brilliant colors disappeared, then he moved his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "...Yanyan, Happy New Year."

He was stiff, and stretched out his arms to wrap around the man's thin body.

After another half hour, a very low sob sounded in the quiet room.

The person who protected Xia Shenyan with his calm and broad arms all the year round was trembling and vulnerable.

"Yanyan, I love you."

The voice was extremely soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible, hoarse and desperate, like a howling wind, tearing at the deformed world and roaring in the dark night.

I love you is an unspeakable secret.

I carefully hid it for 14 years, thinking that a lifetime is so long, and I will always let you know, but I didn't expect that a lifetime can be so short, and now you will never know the love I have hidden for many years.

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At four o'clock in the morning on the first day of the new year, Si Jinqing finally came out of the room.

Ren Zhan also stayed up all night, sitting outside the corridor for a whole night, until he heard the sound of the door.

He came back to his senses and stood up staggeringly, but when his eyes moved to the person coming out of it, he was startled suddenly.

In just one night, the once tall and straight man was thin, pale, and his lips were bloodless, like a walking corpse, he lost his life in an instant.In other words, since he knew Xia Shenyan had passed away, he had already followed him.

Those usually dark and deep eyes were empty and lost their luster.The people who used to support the entire Si family with their own strength can now fall down when the wind blows.

Like a dead thing.

"...Master." Ren Zhan narrowed his dry eyes and his voice was hoarse.

Si Jinqing didn't know if he heard it or not, but he just raised his head slightly and looked at the boundless sky.

It was still dark at this time, and Baihua Town was still shrouded in boundless and silent darkness.The small courtyard and the sky are so dark that it makes people feel palpitating. In winter, Nanyang is always starless and moonless, and there are only a few deserted places.

But the snow is still falling, fluttering and dancing, and the illness is endless.

Together with the withered rose, the heavy snow brought the person who was like snow, and returned to the dusty mountains and rivers and the deep sea, without a trace.

Si Jinqing's complexion was hidden in the darkness, it was dim and unclear.His eyes were out of focus, and he didn't know where he was looking, but he looked so seriously and focused.

After a long time, Ren Zhan heard Si Jinqing say in an extremely slow and low voice, "Call Madam Nie and Chang Yi."

It was extremely laborious for him to speak, his voice was low and hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against his flesh, and every word was filled with pain as if his skin was torn apart.

"……Yes."

Showing them one last look is not only Si Jinqing's revenge, but also his respect for Xia Shenyan.

The snow was carried by the cool wind and rushed into the long corridor. Si Jinqing closed his eyes, feeling the breath of the wind and snow, and seemed to be slightly awake.

His eyelashes and hair were covered with white cotton wool. He seemed to have opened his eyes from a long deep sleep, and suddenly stretched out his hand involuntarily to catch a few wisps of snow falling.

He curled up his fingers, and the snow melted into cool water in the temperature of his palm, covering his palm.

Si Jinqing's eyes flickered slightly, and she closed her eyes.

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On the first day of the new year, Xia Shangzheng had no job and stayed at Nie's house to accompany Qi Xuechun.It's just that Qi Xuechun has always been a little absent-minded. She, who has always been keen on making dumplings at the end of the year, seems to have suddenly lost interest. She didn't even go into the kitchen at the beginning of this year.

Nie He and Nie Zechen, the patriarchs of the Nie family, were sitting in the lobby watching the replay of last night's gala; the other was ordered by Nie He to stay downstairs, reluctantly sitting at the foot of the building playing with his mobile phone.

Xia Zhenxi left after the New Year's Eve dinner last night. It is said that her friends had a party today and did not come.

This year has been quiet and eerie.

After Xia Shangzheng sat on the sofa with Nie He for a while, he suddenly became agitated for no reason.From yesterday afternoon to now, the whole person has been a little restless, and he only slept for a few hours last night, and he seemed to be dreaming of Xia Shenyan in a daze during those hours.

I can't remember exactly what I dreamed about, but I only know that Xia Shenyan, who was seven or eight years old, squatted in front of the fire, looked at him and smiled, called him "brother", and said he was leaving.And when he wanted to approach him, he suddenly disappeared, only the bright fire was dazzling.

Xia Shangzheng was inexplicably flustered, and when he woke up this morning, he called him again, but as expected, the number was still empty.

During this year, he called Xia Shenyan countless times. At first, he would find an excuse in advance to call him over and over again, but no matter how he called, he couldn't get through. He heard the number from off to empty, but he still couldn't get through. I don't know how many times I played this year.

Xia Shangzheng even tried to find Xia Shenyan, and wanted to ask him why he didn't answer his phone, but Xia Shenyan seemed to have evaporated from the world, even if he used his own power, he couldn't find any trace of him. trace.He wanted to ask Si Jinqing, but then Si Jinqing also disappeared.

Xia Shangzheng stood in front of the French window and took a deep breath.

He looked at the snow-covered Nie family compound, and suddenly remembered that Xia Shenyan had dragged him to build a snowman in the small courtyard of his hometown when he was a child.At that time, they were very young, and both of them were too cold to speak, Yan Yan's face was red, watching him smile happily, even though his body was cold, he also enjoyed it.

He lowered his eyes, a little lonely.

That's when the cell phone rang.

Xia Shangzheng came back from his memories and glanced at the phone screen. It was a number he had never seen before.Usually he doesn't answer this number.But he didn't know what he thought of, but he pressed the answer button unexpectedly.

The phone was silent for a few seconds, and then a slightly familiar voice sounded: "Mr. Xia, hello."

Xia Shangzheng frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

He felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

But soon, the man answered his doubts: "I am Ren Zhan."

Xia Shangzheng instantly knew who it was.

Xia Shangzheng sneered: "What? President Si has been missing for more than half a year, and finally he is willing to show up?"

Ren Zhan ignored his cynicism. He was exhausted physically and mentally, and he didn't want to deal with him too much, so he just said, "Mr. Xia, do you have time?"

This is just a polite sentence. It is reasonable to say that there is no time for these few days at the beginning of the year.

Xia Shangzheng also knew it, but he still said directly without giving any face: "No."

Ren Zhan was not annoyed, and continued, "Do you know Baihua Town?"

Hearing the familiar place name suddenly, Xia Shangzheng's eyes dimmed and he didn't speak.

Ren Zhan also had no intention of making a fuss with him, so he said directly, "You should also know about Baihua Lane, right?"

"What do you mean?" Xia Shangzheng was startled, and panicked for no reason.

Ren Zhan was silent for a while, and said, "No. 09, Baihua Lane..."

Xia Shangzheng said impatiently: "Don't be tricky..."

Ren Zhan took a deep breath and said, "... Xia Shenyan is here."

Xia Shangzheng's nerves tightened, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's none of my business."

Ren Zhan smiled inexplicably, and said, "As you wish, he is dead."

The teacup in Xia Shangzheng's hand fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered.

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"Brother Yi, happy new year!"

"Happy New Year, Brother Yi!"

"Brother Chang Yi, Happy New Year!"

Chang Yi numbly waved his hand and nodded in greeting, but he didn't even turn his head from the beginning to the end, he walked straight into the elevator and went to the top floor.

During the year Xia Shenyan left, Chang Yi was promoted by Lin Fu, the current president of Xingxin, to be the manager. He is already a high-level employee of Xingxin, and a senior of many of his peers.

How lucky and honorable.

But he wasn't happy at all.

He really hoped to be by that person's side forever and be his little padded jacket for the rest of his life.After all, only when Xia Shenyan is by his side can he lose his temper like a child, without any scruples, and be happy.

What's so good about a manager?Going out early and returning late is nothing more than a higher salary, a higher status, and a lot of troubles. He can hardly even have time to rest.I spent the new year with my parents yesterday, and I have to come over to solve a lot of messy things on the first day of the new year.

When will Brother Yan come back...

Chang Yi sighed and floated into the office.

As soon as he touched the table, he was sleepy to death. When he was drowsy, there was a "bang" on the table, and he was so nervous that he jumped out of the office chair in fright. look.

Chang Yi was so angry that he couldn't speak, and wanted to rush forward to fight Lin Fu desperately.

Lin Fu smiled and grabbed his hand to prevent him from falling on himself.

The two were arguing fiercely, when the cell phone on Chang Yi's desk rang untimely.The ringtone of Chang Yi's mobile phone has always been Xia Shenyan's song. When he heard that person's melodious and gentle voice, Chang Yi's impetuous heart calmed down inexplicably.

He glared at Lin Fu, picked up the phone on the table and connected it without looking at it, and said "Hello" impatiently.

Ren Zhan's voice came from inside: "Mr. Chang."

Hearing Ren Zhan's voice, Chang Yi immediately stood up straight, and immediately became serious: "Hello, Mr. Ren, what's the matter?"

Ren Zhan's voice sounded a little low: "I have something to do, is it convenient for you now?"

Chang Yi knew that Si Jinqing and Xia Canyan were together, and now that Ren Zhan called him, he thought that Xia Shenyan was finally coming to pick him up, so he immediately said, "Yes, yes, of course."

Ren Zhan was silent for a moment, then said: "Then please go pick up Miss Xia Zhenxi."

Hearing that name, Chang Yi was stunned for a moment, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter?"

Ren Zhan continued: "I will send the address to your mobile phone."

Chang Yi finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked: "...What's wrong?"

Ren Zhan breathed out and said, "I hope you can be mentally prepared."

Chang Yi was stunned: "...what?"

Not far away, Lin Fu saw that Chang Yi didn't know what he heard on the phone, his complexion suddenly turned pale, his body was unstable, he accidentally kicked the foot of the table, and fell straight back.

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"hiss……"

Xia Zhenxi stood up abruptly.

"Zhenxi, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..."

Xia Zhenxi frowned and calmly blocked the boy's hand holding a tissue to her, and said coldly, "It's okay."

The atmosphere in the box suddenly became awkward.

I wanted to take the good opportunity of coming over to give Xia Zhenxi a toast and send blessings to her, but because of nervousness, the boy who poured wine all over the goddess was embarrassed, he said a few times sorry, and returned to his seat embarrassingly. She didn't dare to look at Xia Zhenxi's impatient face anymore.

I don't know what's going on today, the goddess is very irritable.

Xia Zhenxi is usually an iceberg beauty in school, she looks unkind, and there are not many people present who have close friends with her, so calling her here is just to liven up the atmosphere, and to make friends with her by the way. friend.

It's just that Xia Zhenxi usually doesn't like this kind of gathering.The classmate who called her didn't expect that she would agree this time.Those of them who came here specifically for her naturally refused to let go of this opportunity.

But the goddess doesn't seem to be in a good mood today.

Xia Zhenxi patted the water stains on her legs with a stinky face. The heating in the box was sufficient, but she didn't feel how cold it was, but the water took away the last bit of patience she had staying here.

Originally, she came out to the dinner party as an excuse to avoid going to Nie's house, otherwise she wouldn't come to such a boring dinner party.

Xia Zhenxi picked up the coat on the seat, said "I'll clean it up" and left.

But it can be seen that she will not come again after this trip, after all, she even took her bag away.It was not easy for Xia Zhenxi to come here once, and when she left, some girls scolded her for being hypocritical in a low voice, the boys were all discouraged, and the atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly fell down.

Xia Zhenxi was not in the mood to go to the bathroom to clean up, so she put on her coat and went out.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the restaurant door, he was chilled by the bitter wind outside, and the place on his leg that was splashed with water made him almost tremble.

Xia Zhenxi gathered her coat, and quickly took a taxi on the side of the road to go home.

She was extremely sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep even outside, she leaned against the car window and squinted her eyes to doze off.She didn't understand where this sudden depression came from.

Maybe it's because there's no place to go during the New Year, maybe it's because the sound at the dinner table was too noisy just now, or maybe it's because they finally came out to have a dinner together but they were poured all over with wine...

No matter how possible, it seemed that something was wrong after hearing about that person from Xia Shangzheng yesterday.

It's none of her business.

Xia Zhenxi pinched her palms and forced herself not to think about it.

Even if he leaves, it's just leaving her to live their lives with Si Jinqing again.

He never cared about her.

If you say leave her, leave her, if you say you don't want her, you don't want her.

She is a burden in his heart and will drag him down.

Xia Zhenxi opened her eyes.

The snow outside the window was still falling continuously, and a thin layer of frost had already been cast on the rear window of the taxi.

I don't know if he will run out excitedly like a child when he sees the snow now, and pull the people around him to build a snowman with him...

The taxi stops outside the apartment complex.

This is one of Xinyou's student apartment areas, the kind that most people can't afford to rent, so the environment is very good, there are few people, and the surrounding is very quiet. This kind of place is perfect for studying.

The house was prepared by Xia Shangzheng for her. It is very close to her school, but far away from that person.

She put on the hat on her clothes, paid the money, and walked slowly towards the door.

As he walked, his footsteps stopped in front of the house.

Not far away stood two unexpected people - Chang Yi and Lin Fu.

Xia Zhenxi tightened her frozen hands in her pockets.

Chang Yi's appearance has always been only related to Xia Shenyan.

Did he show up?

is he back

Xia Zhenxi's face was calm, but suddenly there was a kind of breathless excitement.

This butterfly effect called Xia Shenyan made her helpless the most.

She deliberately pretended to be impatient and approached them, but the closer she got, the more she felt something was wrong.

Chang Yi and Lin Fu's expressions were gloomy.

Especially Chang Yi, his eyes were abnormally red, and his whole body seemed to be drained of all his strength. Lin Fu held an umbrella for him and at the same time held his hand, as if he would fall down in a second. down.

But both of them seemed to be in extremely poor condition, and Lin Fu seemed to be just supporting Chang Yi.

Chang Yi's eyes were dull, and when he saw her, he didn't make any waves, and the emptiness made her inexplicably afraid.

When Xia Zhenxi approached completely, she saw Chang Yi's eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.

In the end, Lin Fu patted Chang Yi's arm lightly as if soothing, and turned to her in a hoarse voice: "Miss Xia, please come with us."

Xia Zhenxi was taken aback, then frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Seeing her expression, Chang Yi gave a wry smile and turned his face away, but Xia Zhenxi's heart tightened.

Lin Fu's expression remained unchanged, and he continued, "Go see your brother."

Xia Zhenxi's heart beat faster, and she said indifferently, "Sorry, I'm very busy, I'm afraid I don't have time to spend time with you..."

"Miss Xia." Lin Fu interrupted her lightly, looked at her fixedly, and said word by word, "We will take you to see him for the last time."

Xia Zhenxi's breathing stagnates.

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Si Jinqing wiped Xia Shenyan's body and changed his clothes.

White shirt and black trousers.

His attire was never simple.

It's just that when he was fastening the cuff buttons for him, he saw the deep scar on Xia Shenyan's left wrist.Before that, the long scar was hidden in the shadows by a black watch, so he didn't know anything.

That scar is so familiar, when his sister Si Jinse returned to the Si family, she left such a scar on her wrist with a fruit knife, and it is still there today.

suicide.

He had attempted suicide.

where was he then

Si Jinqing looked at Xia Shenyan and smiled wryly, letting blood flow from his lips.

The sky was still white, and Baihua Town, which was usually crowded with people, suddenly became quiet for some reason, and it was eerily quiet.

Both sides of Baihua Lane were full of people in black formal attire. These people were Si Jinqing's subordinates for many years.

They all knew how important Xia Shenyan was to their master.But I also understand how sudden and painful this parting is.

Snow is still falling.

They seem to know that they are not afraid of the severe cold in winter and summer, and the atmosphere is solemn and gloomy.Several people who had some contacts with Xia Shenyan on weekdays lowered their eyes and lowered their heads as if they were overwhelmed.

Tall and resolute as they are, they will feel uncontrollably sad when they meet the gentleness in this world and suddenly lose such gentleness.

"Master, the old cat has been buried." Ren Zhan reported while standing at the door supporting his tired body.

There was no response from inside, and it was a long time before Ren Zhan heard that extremely small "hmm".

On New Year's Eve, Xia Shenyan left, and by the way took away the old cat that had been with him for four seasons.

Ren Zhan only discovered it when he was cleaning up the withered rose that had fallen by the deck chair.

When it was discovered, the old cat was still curled up in the same posture at Xia Shenyan's feet, with its eyes closed, its normally warm and soft body was stiff and cold, and had long since lost its temperature.

I don't know how long it was quiet, until Ren Zhan thought that Si Jinqing would not speak again, he suddenly asked in a low voice: "Is there any letter for me in the letter he left?"

Ren Zhan found a roll of letters when cleaning Xia Shenyan's clothes, and the recipient was marked on the letter.There are Qi Xuechun, Xia Changxing, Xia Zhenxi and Xia Shangzheng, and even Changyi, Lu Qingjia and Zhu Xixi, but there is no Si Jinqing.

"...No." Ren Zhan could only tell the truth.

It was quiet again.

After a while, Si Jinqing stiffened and slowly shifted his gaze to the still delicate white rose in the white porcelain vase on the bedside table.He suddenly smiled and asked hoarsely, "Do you know the flower language of white roses?"

Ren Zhan was taken aback, and before he had time to speak, Si Jinqing said:

"I will die to give you eternal love."

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The heavy snow in Nanyang lasted for two months.

Whether it is a township street or a high-rise building, it is all covered in silver and plain, and it is ten miles away.

Snow abuses the wind, covering the sky and the earth.

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On the fifth day of the new year, Xia Shenyan's body was cremated in Nanyang City.

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On the sixteenth day of the new year, Star Heart Entertainment announced the news that artist Xia Nianqing had passed away due to illness.

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On the seventeenth day of the new year, the new head of the Si family and the heir of the Si family, who had been missing for more than half a year, committed suicide in a small town in Nanyang holding his lover's ashes.

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On the nineteenth day of the Lunar New Year, the ashes of Xia Canyan and Si Jinqing were buried together in Shixi Mountain, Shixi Village, Baihua Town, Nanyang.

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Since then, two tombs on Shixi Mountain have buried three people.

The grass in the old tomb is deep.

On the top of the dark new stele, sixteen characters are engraved:

born in summer, die in winter

Let's go to the late autumn and finally the new year

A few words below:

I will die to give you eternal love.

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Later, every winter, Nanyang and Xinyou experienced continuous rain and snow.

The heavy snow is like a surging sea of ​​hearts, endless.

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And on June [-]st of that year, when it was raining heavily, no one knew that a gloomy and elegant man in black, holding a black umbrella and holding a bouquet of white roses came to the back mountain of Shixi, which was Xia Shenyan and his wife. Si Jinqing's cemetery.

At that time, the vegetation should be verdant, the mountains and flowers were everywhere, and all things were in full bloom, but today the misty rain is hazy, and all kinds of beautiful scenery are also shrouded in this cloudy rain.

There are no overgrown weeds beside the new stele, and it seems that someone often comes to clean it.

The man in black squatted down and slowly placed the white rose in front of the stele, his face was hidden under the gloom, which was hard to see clearly.His slender fingertips skimmed over the words engraved on the stone tablet, his expression focused and solemn.

After a long time, he withdrew his hand, bent his lips, smiled softly at the person who had already been sleeping underground and said softly:

"Apricity, Umbra, God forever."

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