Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The gentle breeze blew slowly, spreading the faint fragrance of roses.

Invisibly, it is like being surrounded by thousands of bouquets of roses, which are very fragrant, and like a lover's hand, gently brushing people's cheeks.

Gentle, yet invisible.

The very old Mr. Qiao was leaning in the arms of his beloved.

Slowly, very slowly, he grasped her hand.

He wanted to use more force, but...he was so old that he had no strength left.

Even moving is a bit difficult.

Fortunately, the person who was accompanying him noticed his movements immediately.

She paused and grasped his hand.

He lowered his head and kissed his wrinkled forehead.

The voice was very soft.

"Afu?"

Mr. Qiao seemed to be tired, very tired, so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Feeling her beside him, he seemed to smile.

With some difficulty, he moved his withered lips.

Like, say something.

The sound is almost nonexistent.

"……I……"

Yun Si's eyes trembled.

Probably realizing something, she pursed her lips and her eyes became slightly warm.

Like a cat, she purred softly and leaned forward to listen to him.

very serious.

"Afu, tell me, I'm listening."

However, he could no longer speak.

It was difficult to say a complete sentence, so he just held her hand tightly with all his strength.

It seems that no matter what, he won't let it go and is not willing to let it go.

"..." Yun Si lowered her eyes and sniffed her sore nose.

It seemed that he already knew what he wanted to say.

"I love you too, Fu."

"Forever and ever, I will only love you..."

She whispered in his ear.

Every word was very clear, as if it was deliberately meant for him to hear clearly.

The very old Mr. Qiao, with his baggy eyelids drooping, seemed to be smiling.

Holding her hand tightly, it seemed that he used his last strength.

It's not big, but it can still make people feel that he is trying his best.

Desperately, I tried to catch her.

forever and ever.

"..." Yun Si wanted to cry.

The heat in her eyes made her uncomfortable, and her vision became a little hazy.

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But, she still didn't cry.

He endured it and kept blinking.

Holding the person whose body temperature was gradually cooling down in his arms, he kept sniffing.

I have been holding back and not crying.

Mr. Qiao once said that he hated to see her cry the most.

When she cries, he will feel sad and reluctant to part with her.

Therefore, she did not dare to cry.

Afraid that he would hold on and refuse to leave.

This will only intensify his pain.

She took a deep breath, and kept taking deep breaths.

When you can't hold back your tears, wipe them away immediately.

Never let them fall out.

Mr. Qiao said no more.

The body is also gradually getting colder.

Under such warm sunshine, in such a season when the sky was filled with the fragrance of roses, he fell asleep and never woke up again.

But he didn't seem satisfied.

His hand still maintained its grip on her, still exerting force.

Even though he was gradually becoming stiff, he still held on to her, as if...

It has become a muscle memory engraved in your bones.

Yun Si hugged his body and held back her tears.

Take a deep breath and force yourself to hold it in.

Feeling his departure, she lowered her head and kissed him.

The voice was choked at one point.

"It's okay...it's okay..."

They will meet again.

After a moment of separation, we will meet again.

She would wait for him and see him again.