Chaisang

In the police station.

"It's not good..., it's not good... Yan Yu...he...he...suicide!" An intern ran over in panic and said intermittently to Qin Mu.

Qin Mu ran over and walked into the interrogation room, only to see the chair fall down, and a beautiful young man collapsed on the ground, strangling himself with his hands.

Qin Mu took a look, died, and kicked the chair next to him: "Fuck! Didn't I let you live well? Fuck it."

Then I found someone to remove the body, but I saw a bloody note on the table that said: Sister Qin Mu, I hope to be buried next to my sister, thank you!It may have been written in my own blood.

Although it was only a few short words, it had already touched Qin Mu's tears. Qin Mu was already very angry, but it suddenly fell down.

Qin Mu took out a pen in his pocket, and wrote the word "good" on the paper with trembling hands.

After adjusting the surveillance in the interrogation room, it was discovered that he strangled himself to death with handcuffs. Qin Mu thought that the reason should be: he wanted to die with Wan Linchu, but because Wan Linchu sacrificed himself to protect him, and But nothing happened to Yan Yu, so he chose to commit suicide.

A good-looking boy, but a ruthless person who doesn't even blink when he kills and sets fire. If he is not such a person, he will definitely be successful in the future, and maybe he will find a happy family.Qin Mu couldn't help thinking this way.

Then a comrade came over and reported: "Wan Dui...she...she...has died a heroic sacrifice."

These words made the police station fall into silence for an instant.

On the day of the funeral.

Wan Zitu was expressionless, looking at the lonely scenery.

I was unprepared when you came, and I was caught off guard when you left.I don't mind you leaving like this, what I mind is why I think of you so frequently.

Xu Qing lay on Lu Yan's shoulder and wept uncontrollably. Lu Yan wanted to cry too, but remembering that he was a man, he held back his tears.Gu Cansheng looked at Wan Linchu's tombstone in disbelief, and Jiang Ruo comforted Gu Cansheng by stroking Gu Cansheng's head: "Don't be sad, she just went to a further place."

Gu Yaping held Chen Yu's little hand while covering her mouth, tears welled up, and Wan Pingchuan's tears also came out of her eyes, and then dripped on the ground.

Looking at it in a blink of an eye, Wan Zitu is not at all like the previous Wan Zitu. It turned out that Wan Linchu had such a great influence on her...

After losing Wan Linchu, she seemed to have nothing to worry about, after all, what she was most worried about had already passed away.

When the doves flying in the sky no longer symbolized peace, she finally woke up, and what she fed in the square was vultures.

The dark clouds in the sky began to cover the gleaming sun, and the clear sky dimmed instantly, which is very suitable for the current scene.

The echoes of the funeral in the park are flying all over the sky, the cries of people...

Everyone on the field gave Wan Linchu black roses to express nostalgia. Only Wan Zitu took white roses for herself, letting the white roses wither in the pure black environment, which was different.

The crow's appearance on the tree was very strange, and it was also strangely quiet.

The black coat Wan Zi wore seemed to warm her increasingly cold memories. After seeing the bright smile of the girl in the photo on the tombstone, she shed tears silently.

Walk the life you walk.

After everyone on the field gradually left, after Xu Qing and the others bid farewell to Wan Zitu, Wan Zitu was left alone in front of the tombstones of Yan Yu and Wan Linchu.

Fog began to fill the surroundings, and she played a Chopin Nocturne for them in the empty cemetery.

To commemorate the damn love between Wan Linchu and himself.

The sound of the piano seems to be the same as the wind, the sound of heartbreak is very beautiful, and her Si Lian is also very careful.

Wan Zitu's amnesia worsened day and night. It was fine at first, but after Wan Linchu's death, the symptoms really got worse and worse, and he couldn't even remember some normal things.

Then, Wan Zitu resigned. In order to hide his name for Wan Linchu, Dr. Wan, who was lively and cheerful before, also disappeared. Everyone in the hospital lamented that such an excellent doctor resigned. Alas...it's a pity.

Wan Zitu went to the cemetery again, playing the electronic piano she brought under the moonlight, feeling the heartbeat of Wan Linchu, still so warm and close.

Nostalgic for the bright red lip marks before, but now I can't feel it.

Those dragonflies with broken wings were scattered in the forest, but Wan Zitu, who was a doctor before, did not have any sympathy in his eyes.

After losing Wan Linchu, Wan Zitu's tears were cloudy, losing her, even Wan Zitu's smile seemed to be shadowed.

The wind blew over the moss-covered stones, as if laughing at Wan Zitu's sadness. She played the electronic piano, and used the sound of the piano to describe the tragedy of love.

As soon as Wan Zitu walked into the house, Chen Yu rushed over and hugged her legs: "Is mother going to see mother? What does mother look like? Chen Yu wants to see."

As a mother, Wan Zitu answered her question patiently: "Mom is going to see her mother!" Then he took out a picture of Wan Linchu in high school, pointed at her and said, "This is your mother. It's very pretty, right!"

Chen Yu held the picture and stared blankly at it: "Wow! My mother is so pretty, so I will be like my mother in the future!"

Wan Zitu patted Chen Yu's head, and whispered: "Mom is tired, and Mom wants to go back to sleep, Chen Yu must listen to grandma!"

Chen Yu nodded and said that she would be very obedient.

After Wan Zitu went upstairs, Gu Yaping sighed and said: "Zi Tu can't go on like this, she doesn't care about others, she is still a doctor, although she resigned, alas, what a pity..."

Wan Zitu went upstairs, opened the door of the room, and lay down on the bed, thinking: At six o'clock in the evening, I watched the sun set, and I always felt that you should be by my side at this time, Wan Linchu, I miss you very much.

She fell asleep, and she dreamed of Wan Linchu, that's right, it was Wan Linchu.

In the dream, Wan Linchu said to Wan Zitu: "I originally wanted Yan Yu to take care of you, but that idiot Yan Yu also came up, so we have to wait for you up there, don't worry, you live well..."

Wan Zitu was about to hug her, but when he was about to hug her, he disappeared. When he woke up, he found that it was a dream.

Two years later.

Because Wan Zitu's amnesia is getting worse and worse, to the point where she has forgotten who and who is so and so, but she will always remember the name Wan Linchu, the doctor said: "This is the person deep in her memory."

In the winter of December she left this world.

That day, Chen Yu cried for a long time, and Gu Yaping couldn't help sighing: This good child, his mother died two years ago, and now he is fine, even his mother has passed away, God is really unfair to you, Wan Chenyu.

People feel sad for this couple, obviously a policeman and a doctor, they escaped the mundane world, but they couldn’t escape their fate, the child is also to be blamed, the two mothers have left and only grandma and the others are left, alas .

Everyone who came to the funeral hoped that Wan Linchu and Wan Zitu could meet in heaven.

Thick black clouds squeezed the sky, covering up the scarlet eyes just now, as if they were about to fall down, depressing as if the whole world was silent.

In the best time, I was still walking alone on that flashy street that didn't belong to me.Like a scavenger, I quietly collect the negatives of time, let it become old private wine, and then air out any pictures related to you on that summer afternoon.

In the midsummer of that year, I met you, Wan Linchu, who influenced my life in an alley.

Remember what I said?

"If there is a future, I will take you to enjoy the evening breeze, watch the sea, watch the sunset and listen to songs, and then I will tell you that I like you."

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