Ye Shaofeng called Peng Xiaofei and told him that Wang Yanhong was gone. Peng Xiaofei was lying in the hotel at that time, holding the car sales lady in his arms. The lady who sold the cart was very loud, and there were still traces of passion from last night on his thighs. The traces of liquid felt a bit awkward to the touch, and there was always a smell in the quilt.
Since meeting at 4s, Peng Xiaofei has slept with this woman for several nights. In other words, Peng Xiaofei has not returned to his home for several days.
Peng Xiaofei smiled drowsily and said: "It's nothing, nothing. Why are you mentioning her to me this early in the morning? Brother Feng, maybe you slept with her too,"
"You, damn, come to the hospital right now, the Provincial Hospital," Ye Shaofeng cursed angrily.
Ye Shaofeng hung up the phone, but Peng Xiaofei was still confused. He put down the phone, got dressed, drove a Land Rover Range Rover Sport, and rushed to the hospital. Then, he knew that Wang Yanhong was dead.
Sadness came from his heart, and Peng Xiaofei was a little sad. After all, she was the woman he had slept with. A few days ago, they were sleeping together in the same bed, but now, she had to walk westward alone, Huangquan Road, Taiyuan Road. It’s so far away. After crossing the Naihe Bridge, we still have to walk for 7,749 days before we can get to the ferry. The wind and clouds along the way may make it calmer than the world of mortals. I wonder if Yanhong had enough to eat, drink enough water, or whether she had enough food when she set out on the road. She did not miss these people in the mortal world. She took nothing away, but left her sister with too much material, money, and of course sadness.
Wang Yanhong's memorial service was very decent. Provincial TV stations, TV stations, and even some celebrities came. They all looked heavy and bowed their heads in silence. However, the one who cried the most was his sister. Although there were many people who came, but relatives , there was only one Wang Yanli. She never stopped crying. Until the burial three days later, Wang Yanli was still crying, crying with great pain.
The crowd dispersed, leaving Wang Yanli alone. From then on, without her sister's shelter, she was left alone. How many unknowns were waiting for him to decipher, and how many sufferings were waiting for her to taste. She even wanted to go to hell with her sister, but she didn't have the courage. Death is not an easy thing and requires strong courage.
Ye Shaofeng walked over, and Wang Yanli hugged Ye Shaofeng tightly, as if she was a dying person holding on to the last straw. Ye Shaofeng also hugged her and said: "I promise your sister , I have to take good care of you. Although your sister is gone, you still have me as your brother. In the future, I will take over your sister's duty and protect you from wind and rain. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
"Brother Shaofeng, brother Shaofeng, brother Shaofeng, I miss my sister so much, I miss her so much..."
It is impossible for a dead person to come back to life. Missing the dead person is an extremely painful thing. There is no use thinking about it. Thinking about it will only add to the pain.
Wang Yanhong left her own house to Wang Yanli, which was more than 160 square meters and very large. However, Wang Yanli lived here and kept thinking about her sister. She said to Ye Shaofeng: "Brother Shaofeng, I don't want to live here. Everything here is... It reminds me of my sister, I want to buy a house,"
"Where will you live if I buy it?"
"Live back in my rental house," Wang Yanli said...