The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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Looking at the high flames, Xie Changfeng's face paled for a moment, and the whole person staggered, almost planted towards the ground.

Jiang Xuecheng stood beside Xie Changfeng, and when he saw the old man, he stretched out his hand to hold him.

"Grandpa, how are you?"

Su Wan looked at Xie Changfeng anxiously, his red eyes full of concern.

It seems that since the grandmother left, Xie Changfeng's spirited spirit of the past was defeated, and the whole person was shrouded in gloom, like a crumbling dead wood.

Hearing Su Wan’s concern, Xie Changfeng turned his face and shook his head slightly, indicating that Su Wan did not need to worry.

"I'm fine..."

Where does this seem to be okay...

Su Wan had a sour heart, and his voice made a strong nasal voice: "Grandpa, you need to take care of your body."

Xie Changfeng heard the words and smiled weakly at her, not talking.

It didn't take long for Lin Xuan's body to be burned to ashes and put into an exquisite ashes box.

Xie Changfeng took over the casket handed over by the staff, and there was a burst of heat in his eyes, and finally tears could not be restrained.

This is his Lin Xuan...

Lin Xuan who has been kind all his life, Lin Xuan who believes in Buddha, Lin Xuan who believes that good people have good rewards...

In the end, it turned into such a small pile of dust...

Xie Changfeng felt a terrible pain in his heart, holding the ashes box tightly in his arms, like a rare priceless treasure.

The juniors couldn't help crying when they saw Xie Changfeng like this. His expression was so painful that he couldn't contain himself. He could only ask Xie Changfeng to take care of his body.

The Sri Lankan is dead, Lin Xuan has gone, and she certainly does not want to see Xie Changfeng so painful.

If the living person is only immersed in sorrow and pain, it is completely meaningless.

"Grandpa, grandma has rested, don't be too sad, we will be with you in the future."

Su Wan held Xie Changfeng's hand, his wet red eyes condensed on the casket in Xie Changfeng's hand.

I hope that in heaven, my grandmother will be happy and find her true peace.

No matter how glorious or wealthy in life, in the end, it was just burned into a handful of ashes, sleeping in a small box of ashes, and buried in a square inch of land.

There are too many things people want in this life, rich and glorious, beautiful reputation, but in the end, what can they take away?

And when people become a loess, they can only remember you, only relatives and best friends.

...

On the second day, the day when Lin Xuan officially left the funeral, S City started a storm.

Seeing the gloomy weather outside, Su Wan originally planned to ask Xie Changfeng if he would delay a day's funeral, but Xie Changfeng had his own stubbornness, and finally chose this day.

Lin Xuan's memorial service was more lively than Su Wan imagined. Inside and outside the hall, there was a large crowd of black people.

Not only did the Lin and Xie families come, but also many strange citizens who could not name Su Wan.

Lin Xuan was very fond of children during his lifetime. In the past, he was a kindergarten teacher in S City. He also served as a kindergarten dean for a period of time, but later found out that his health was wrong, and he resigned.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, many people still remember that kind teacher Lin!

The citizens of S City who had been taught by Lin Xuan in the past heard about the shooting tragedy the day before yesterday, and after hearing the news, they came to express condolences to Lin Xuan and send the last journey for the old man.

There are many white wreaths in the Lingtang. The center of the wreath is the center of the wreath, which is written with a square and square "Dian". It looks solemn and solemn.

Xie Changfeng stood in front with a white mourning suit. His old eyes were full of pain. He carefully held Lin Xuan's portrait in his hand.

Lin Xuan in the portrait is smiling slightly, although only black and white, but the old man in the photo is still so kind and touching.

Relatives and friends stepped forward in order, bowing in mourning at Lin Xuan's black and white portraits, and after offering white flowers, they even explained a few words to Xie Changfeng.

"Ms. Lin is a good person, she will definitely be in bliss early!"

"Professor Xie, people can't be reborn, and mourn."

"Professor Xie, the mourning is changing, take care of your body."

"Thank you, thank you for your concern."

Xie Changfeng nodded and saw that so many citizens of S City came to the memorial hall to mourn Lin Xuan.

Perhaps choosing the profession of teacher, there are bitterness and sweetness, but when I think about it in the end, there is no regret.

...

After the citizens' condolences ended, they left one after another.

The relatives and friends of Xie's family and Lin's family drove to Beiling Cemetery, where Lin Xuan eventually slept.

The sky is getting darker and darker. Although it is noon, the dark clouds have invaded the whole sky, making people's hearts unconsciously suppressed.

There was not much light seen everywhere, and the entire S City seemed to be hit with special effects, in the end of the evening.

The raindrops fell one after another, and the intensive raindrops hit the window glass, and finally rolled down the window under the wheel, splashing heavy splashes.

Su Wan's long black hair was **** long ago, and she was dressed in plain filial piety, and the black and white silhouette was particularly distinctive.

She blinked her eyes, staring at the raindrops pouring out of the car window, her eyes full of sorrow.

This rain is really heavy, endless raindrops...

Su Wan subconsciously felt that God was also sad for the death of her grandmother, so it would be such a heavy rain...

After arriving at the destination, Jiang Xuecheng took the lead out of the car, he opened the door of Su Wan's side, and gave her a clear sky with a **** umbrella.

Raindrops flew in diagonally with the wind. Soon, the clothes of Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng were still wet by the rain.

Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng followed Xie Changfeng and walked slowly along the steps.

The pouring heavy rain washed the long stone steps, the sky was dark, and the graveyard was silent and cold, and the atmosphere was sad again.

Lin Xuan's burial place was arranged many years ago, next to Su Wan's parents. Xie Changfeng will also be buried with Lin Xuan after a hundred years, and will sleep in the Beiling Cemetery.

Born with the same Qu, dead with the same point.

Is this the most romantic romance between husband and wife?

Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng stood in front of Lin Xuan's tombstone and began to worship in silence.

Su Wan looked at the black and white photo in front of the tombstone, which contained Lin Xuan's face, which was still so amiable.

Su Wan's pale lips moved, and her dry eyes turned red at the moment.

Grandma really left her like this, forever and ever...

"Late, give it."

Jiang Xuecheng softly called Su Wan's name, then stretched out his hand and handed her a bunch of little white daisies.

Su Wan took a deep breath, took the bunch of small daisies, and then bent down slowly, placing the small daisy in his hand in front of Lin Xuan's tombstone.

I hope my grandmother is in heaven, and the soul will rest in peace...