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Chapter67
The more I think about it, the more I feel inferior.The sports meeting is a matter of the second year of high school. Even in the third year of high school, the two of us drifted apart because of Little Black and Zhaofeng, how could I treat him like that?
for money? In order to guarantee a quota? To ignore me for him?
I told him to the school for these things ...
If I could travel through time and space, I would really like to go back to eight years ago, to pry open Ji Ning's head at that time, and see if the tumor had already taken root and sprouted in it. Otherwise, how could he do such a crazy thing?
I still remember that after Ran Qingzhuang was fired, the school talked about him, and his tone was always not good. Those people laughed and ridiculed, and they were passing by him and Lin Sheng like lace news.
They regarded him as a laughing stock, slandering him as the tumor of the school.
The sound of talking for him was not without, but he was soon drowned in the vast sea of โโpeople.
Lin Sheng is also one of the parties, but everyone seems to subconsciously attribute all the faults to Ran Qingzhuang alone. The teacher is, parents, classmates or.
They splashed dirty water on him, and made him a monster and monsters who shouted as a man, saying that he was confusing, saying that he was useless, and said that he was in trouble.
It is me who caused all of this.
Maybe I didn't sleep well. I felt a little breathless when I walked, and my heart was painful, as if I had a heart disease.
Is the cancer cell spread to the viscera?
With the clothes on my chest, I slowly walked to the side and sat down on the narrow edge of the flower bedside.
Curled up, sitting quietly for a while, and when the pain disappeared a little bit, I breathed a long breath. Looking up, looking around blankly, he found that he went to the depths of the cemetery unknowingly.
Because it is not the Qingming Solstice, although it is Saturday, there are not many people in the cemetery. Occasionally, one or two people pass by, and they will look at me curiously.
If I get up without any matter, I just find a direction and continue to deepen. After looking for Ran Qingzhuang, I also carefully looked at the words on the tombstone.
Some lives are in the end, and some people die early. Some people are alone, and some people gather in three.
I wonder where I will be buried after my death, will my mother also sprinkle me?
Now a tomb seems to be very expensive, and there is nothing bad in the sea. Environmental protection and effort.
I ca nโt find anyone. I took out my mobile phone and turned out of Ran Qingzhuang's number. I hesitated for a long time, and finally pressed it.
The bell rang three times, and the opposite side was picked up.
"Where are you?" I asked without waiting for Ran Qingzhuang to speak.
He calmed down and asked me, "Where are you?"
Search for a moment, find a sign of the roadside, say "5-23". The mobile phone was close to my ears, I reported the coordinates and waited obediently for the other party's instructions.
"Go forward, see 8-12 left."
Ran Qingzhuang didn't hang up the phone immediately after speaking, and I kept holding my phone to keep talking to him.
After walking for about three or four minutes, finally saw the sign of the 8th district.
"I found it!"
Speeding up the pace turned into the trail, and when I saw a young woman wearing a camel long trench coat and a fashionable sunglasses, she walked opposite me.
Her hair is very short, short to even called the plate inch, the jaw is small, her lips are full and full, and an exaggerated metal earrings are wearing an exaggerated metal earrings. In just a ten -meter road, we passed by, even if she was wearing sunglasses, I could still feel her continuous "gaze". Inquiry, curiosity, and a little vigilant.
This gaze is too inexplicable. I stopped and couldn't help but look down on my whole body. See if there was anything strange.
"Ji Ning?"
Maybe I saw that I was too late and couldn't say anything. Ran Qingzhuang couldn't help but named me on the phone. At this time, the other ear that didn't stick to the mobile phone also heard his voice at this time. I quickly responded that she would no longer care about the strange windbreaker woman, and quickly walked towards the position of Ran Qingzhuang.
There is a small tower cypress next to each tombstone in the cemetery, which are all repaired into a lollipop. After the sacrifice of some people, the flowers will be inserted on it.
I found Ran Qingzhuang when I swept through such a "blooming" tadpole.
He heard the sound and turned his head. Seeing that it was me, he put the phone in his ear in his pocket and looked back at the tombstone in front of him.
I also accepted my phone and walked to him.
Ran Zheng's tomb is a combined tomb, a large tablet is divided into three small pieces, the far left is Ran Zheng, which is empty, and the next one is Ran QingZhuang's grandparents.
There were two red candles in front of the tomb, put a small bottle of white wine and three apples. In the incense burner, the photos of the tombs were blurred.
He also has wide eyelids, deep eye sockets, strong facial features, and a straight nose. Ran QingZhuang looks very much like his father, but Ran Zheng in the photo looks older, more mature in temperament, and more calm in his eyes.
"My grandmother said that she didn't want to be too close to my dad, and she worried about him when he died. One of them was separated." Ran Qingzhuang stared at the empty monument in the middle of the tomb. of."
Although you buy a tombstone when you live, or buying the tomb by the way when your loved ones are buried, this operation is common. But the tone of Ran Qingzhuang made me uncomfortable, as if ... he had ready to lie in this small tomb anytime, anywhere, and faced death more frankly than me.
I pursed my lips and pulled out three long fragrances.
Uncle, although I have never met, but I have been leaning for a long time, and soon we may meet below, so say hello in advance, and then visit the door.
What do you miss below tell me, I can see if I can bring you. You did nโt care about Ran Qingzhuang during your lifetime. At least after his death, he would be a father, bless him, and told him to live too much.
After meditating in my heart, I put the incense into the incense burner, and when I stood up straight, Ran QingZhuang and I bent down, and placed a lit cigarette in front of Ran Zheng's tomb.