Chapter 630

After all of us had breakfast, we set out for the funeral home.

All of us went to cremate ginger today, including the youngest leaf in swaddling clothes.

The last farewell, I don't want anyone to regret.

But after waiting for the funeral home, I learned that Su Xiangyang had disappeared early in the morning.

"I've searched the whole funeral home, but I still can't find it." Huo Tinggui pinched his eyebrows impatiently.

"Did the security guard at the door ask? There's surveillance." I asked.

Huo stopped and nodded. "I've asked and seen it. I didn't find that I left the funeral home."

That's still in here.

Lawyer Liu was also very anxious. "What should we do? Everyone has come. Now we should suspend the funeral until we find Su Xiangyang?"

As the husband of the deceased, Su Xiangyang should be present.

Now everyone's task seems to be to find Su Xiangyang.

I shook my head. "Don't look for it. The funeral continues. Turn up the voice a little. He knows when to come out."

Su Xiangyang did not escape, but was not ready to say goodbye.

Even if we all go out now, find him, and even succeed in persuading him to return to the mourning hall, we are still likely to disappear again in the blink of an eye.

So I'm not going to find it, but just start the funeral.

Su Xiangyang won't want to miss it. Even if he is forced, he will face it hard. This is the best way.

Huo Tinggui and I were husband and wife, and soon understood what I meant.

Reach out and hold me, gently pinch my palm, "you really look like an adult sometimes."

"But you still want me to be your child, don't you?" I asked.

Huo Ting nodded, "yes, I still hope you will always be my child."

With that, we went to the mourning hall together and started the funeral directly according to the previously agreed process.

At first, it was a condolence speech, explained by the priest, and then it was our turn to those closest to us.

When it was su Xiangyang's turn to take the stage, I turned around and looked inside the mourning hall. Sure enough, I found Su Xiangyang standing in the corner.

I don't know when it came, but the expression on my face didn't panic at all.

Obviously, he is ready to face Jiang's last trip.

With all of us watching, Su Xiangyang slowly walked onto the stage, took the microphone and began to tell the story before he and Jiang came.

"When he comes down, I want to give him a big hug." I said.

Huo Tinggui nodded at me, "go, make an exception today. I won't be jealous."

It made me laugh and cry, "what kind of vinegar do you have at this time? It's family encouragement and hug."

"I know. That's why I said, I'm not jealous." Huo Tinggui replied.

I was too lazy to argue with Huo Tinggui. When Su Xiangyang stepped down, I went over and gave him a big hug.

When we leaned together, Su Xiangyang thanked me very quietly.

"If you didn't start the funeral directly, I might never be ready." He whispered.

I patted him on the shoulder. "You're not unprepared. You just can't bear it."

Sometimes escape is also an act of confusing yourself.

It seems that Jiang Lai will never really disappear if he doesn't attend the funeral.

Su Xiangyang smiled softly, "yes, I just can't bear it."

After a pause, he told me, "Shen An, I feel that I will never fall in love with others in my life. It's too tired to love someone. I still want to be a person, a person, so I don't have to be sad and painful for another person's things."

Listening to Su Xiangyang's words, I was really worried.

As Huo's father worried, Su Xiangyang has begun to lose confidence and interest in the world because of Jiang Lai's death.

No one can predict what will happen later.

Maybe it will be very depressed, maybe it will be crazy, or... It will commit suicide.

And what we are most worried about is this last situation.

Like seeing through my thoughts, Su Xiangyang actively promised me, "don't worry, I won't give up the world. I just said, I don't want to love others anymore."

"It doesn't matter. We'll love you. That's enough." I said.

He let go of me, "go cremate."

A group of us went to the cremation place. Mr. Huo, as he said before, went to the car first and waited. He really couldn't bear to see Jiang Lai, who looked like he was asleep, suddenly turned into a pile of ashes.

Lawyer Liu was worried that Dad Huo would be lonely there alone. Considering that manna was inconvenient, he simply sent manna back to the car to be a companion with dad Huo.

We, on the other hand, watched Jiang Lai being pushed forward and taken out half an hour later, leaving only a pile of ashes.

Jiang's father and mother took the ashes into the box with their own hands. Accidentally, they also dropped a tear in it, infiltrating the ashes and looking more and more sad.

God seemed to mourn the passing of Jiang Lai. On the way to the cemetery, it rained heavily.

It's not too big, but it's enough to wet people's eyes and blur everything in front of them.

So that in the end, everyone couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain hanging on his face.

It's good. At least everyone is wet. If Jiang Lai can see us in the sky, he won't find us crying.

"Mom, don't cry. It'll be fine next autumn." Xiao Xing tried to stand on tiptoe to wipe the tears off my face.

I simply picked her up, "Mom didn't cry, mom was just wet by the rain."

After a pause, he asked, "why wait until next autumn?"

"Because the teacher said that everything buried in the soil will grow fruit in autumn. Aunt Jiang Lai will grow next autumn." Xiaoxing Tongyan's answer.

Children's world is always so lovely, and everything they think is very simple and naive.

But it is this simple and naive, which can move people most.

I shed tears again and nodded heavily at the little star, "well, everything will be all right next autumn."

It would be nice if everything buried in the soil could grow again!

My brain actually flashed this idea, but I felt it was my delusion. I could only slightly hook my lips and smile bitterly, holding Xiaoxing and moving on.

When everyone reached the tombstone, the rain stopped just fine. In the water mist next to the tombstone, a small rainbow appeared, impartial, with the tombstone on one side and Su Xiangyang on the other.