An Nuannuan did not hold a memorial service for Qi Qing.
Qi Qing had no relatives and friends, and An Nuannuan had few friends of her own. In order to prevent the scene from being too deserted, she simply gave up. She found a hearse and went to the crematorium for cremation. When she walked out of the crematorium again, her hand was
Holding a gray urn inside.
The heavy rain is still falling.
An Nuannuan was dressed in black, with a small white flower pinned to her chest.
She held the urn in one hand and Qi Qing's photo of Qi Qing's body in the other. Her eyes were a little vacant and she walked slowly step by step.
See the situation.
Xiao Rui was silent, walked over and opened the umbrella silently.
He was also dressed in black, with a black strip of cloth pinned to his arm.
An Nuannuan didn't speak and walked forward silently. He didn't speak either, but silently held an umbrella for her.
Heavy rain pattered on the umbrella.
Although they held an umbrella, the rain was so heavy that most of their trousers were still wet, and their bodies were stained with a lot of moisture. Seeing that she was walking aimlessly, Xiao Rui finally pulled her.
An Nuannuan was confused, "What's wrong?"
"Where are you going? I'll drive you there.
Don't refuse, if you keep going like this, Auntie's photos will get wet."
"..." An Nuannuan lowered her eyes, "Okay!"
Xiao Rui waved, and the driver who was driving closely behind the two people quickly stepped on the accelerator and parked the car next to the two people. Xiao Rui handed the umbrella to the driver and asked him to get out of the car, and he drove the car himself.
An Nuannuan sat in the back seat.
"where to?"
"Anling Cemetery."
After pausing for a few seconds, she continued, "My grandparents are buried there. I bought a cemetery next to my grandparents.
My grandparents passed away more than 20 years ago, and I have no memory of them in my mind. However, I remember that my mother often mentioned them to me when I was a child. They loved my mother very much, and I thought that my mother would definitely want to stay with them.
"
"Um!"
Xiao Rui knew about the Anling Cemetery, which was a famous cemetery in Yuncheng. It was said to be a treasured Feng Shui land and was very expensive. An Nuannuan's grandparents were rich, so it was not unusual to be buried there.
He knew that An Nuannuan won a sum of money from the lottery before. After paying off the balance owed to the hospital, he didn't know how much was left and whether it was enough to pay for the cemetery.
He wanted to ask her if she had enough money, but he saw in the rearview mirror that her eyes were blank and she sighed without making a sound.
With heavy rain.
The car arrived at the cemetery half an hour later.
The car couldn't go up the mountain and had to park in the parking lot. Xiao Rui wanted to go up the mountain with her, but An Nuannuan refused, "No, I'm fine. I just want to stay alone with her for a while."
"Then I'll wait for you here."
"Um!"
An Nuannuan got out of the car. Xiao Rui took her an umbrella from the trunk, opened it and put it in her hand. An Nuannuan's nose was a little sore, "Thank you."
"Go ahead."
"Um!"
An Nuannuan had already contacted the staff here. She went to find the staff as soon as she got off the car. The staff drove her up the mountain. The name on the cemetery had been engraved and the photos had been posted.
"Ms. An, give me the urn."
"..." An Nuannuan subconsciously hugged the urn in her arms tightly, and then let go after a few seconds. She bit her lips and silently handed the urn to the staff. The staff opened the tombstone and put the urn away.
Go in and close it again.
"alright."
"Thanks!"
"You're welcome!"
The staff asked her, "Is there anything else you need help with?"
An Nuannuan shook her head, "No, I want to stay here alone for a while, is that okay?"
"OK."
The staff left, and An Nuannuan was the only one left at the cemetery.
It's raining heavily.
The air is slightly cool.
Everywhere you look are lifeless tombstones, and on the tombstones are photos of bright smiles. This contrast makes people feel chilly.
Coupled with the occasional rainy wind blowing by, it felt chilly on the body... This scene was actually a bit scary, but An Nuannuan was not scared at all. She looked at Qi Qing's photo, and then looked at Qi Qing's grandparents next to her.
The tombstones of those buried together gently tilted their umbrellas, as if this could protect them from the wind and rain.
She squatted on the ground, wiped the water stains on the photo with her hands, and said in a gentle voice like she usually chatted, "Mom, I'm sorry, I forgot to buy flowers.
I remember that you like lilies and carnations the most... I have few friends, two of them are out of town, and everyone is very busy, so I didn't notify them to see you off for the last time. I know you like the excitement, so you are so deserted.
"I don't believe in gods and ghosts, but I can't help but think these days, it would be great if people really have souls after death."
In this case, you can see me avenging you, and you can rest in peace.
The person you worry about the most is me. Don’t worry, from now on... I will be strong and face life bravely. I am your Qi Qing’s daughter, so I can’t embarrass you."
"But before that, let me be vulnerable for a moment, just for a moment... I promise, after this time, I will never cry again."
Tears that had been suppressed for a long time finally burst out.
An Nuannuan squatted in front of the tombstone. She cried very calmly, the tears in her eyes flowed down silently, her shoulders did not shake, and even her voice was calm. Unless viewed from the front, no one would notice that she was crying.
She hugged the tombstone, as if she was hugging Qi Qing.
The umbrella tilts.
Her body was exposed to the heavy rain, and her clothes were quickly soaked by the rain. The wet clothes clung to her body, making her feel cold.
An Nuannuan likes this kind of coldness.
Before Qi Qing was cremated, she hugged her. At that time, she had just been pushed out of the morgue of the hospital and her whole body was stiff from the cold. This was the kind of coldness she felt when she hugged her.
Such cold.
Let her feel that her mother is still holding her.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a rush of footsteps. An Nuannuan didn't look back. The footsteps got closer and closer, and then the raindrops on her head disappeared.
When she looked up, she saw the umbrella above her head.
The next second.
She was hugged tightly.
An Nuannuan blinked and hugged Zhao Xinyi back hard. Zhao Xinyi hugged her tightly, beat her back, and blamed her with red eyes, "What's wrong with you? You didn't notify me when my aunt was in trouble, and you asked me to send her to her last."
One ride!”
"Xinyi..." "If I hadn't heard the news from my colleagues and rushed over here, would you have planned not to tell me after the funeral?
You...don't cry! Okay, okay, I don't blame you, I don't blame you anymore..." An Nuannuan buried her head in her chest and cried silently. Zhao Xinyi felt extremely distressed, and he cried while holding her.
Wait until both of them calm down.
Zhao Xinyi presented a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone with red eyes, "Auntie, don't worry, Nuan Nuan is not alone. I will take care of her for you in the future."
She sniffed, looked somewhere, and said to An Nuannuan, "Nuannuan, I'm going to the toilet."
"Um!"
Zhao Xinyi's footsteps gradually moved away. Not long after, another sound of footsteps was heard. An Nuannuan thought it was Zhao Xinyi who was back and did not look back.
The next second.
A white men's jacket was draped over her shoulders.
An Nuannuan turned her head sharply and froze immediately.