Maybe I can't have a normal youth

Chapter 99 The Unrepairable Knot

The surrounding environment was something Zhao Bai'an had never seen before, the sky was overcast and it was raining lightly.

After looking around, she found that she seemed to be at someone's funeral...

When thinking of the funeral, Zhao Bai'an's first reaction was that she would not have come to Huang Han's mother's funeral, right?In fact, this is a place she is particularly unwilling to come to, and Xiao Huanghan's figure curled up in the corner is still flashing before her eyes.

But in fact, everything didn't give her much choice. This is indeed Huang Han's mother's funeral.

Not far away, the small figure of the young Huang Han appeared in Zhao Bai'an's field of vision, but Zhao Bai'an didn't seem to see too much sadness from her face.

At this time, Xiao Huanghan's face was full of calm, maybe it was just like that in the eyes of others.But Zhao Bai'an understood how turbulent her heart was.Her clenched lips, and her slightly trembling hands clenched into fists all showed Zhao Bai'an all of this.

I witnessed my mother's death with my own eyes, and I was not blamed by him when only I and my father knew about it. Perhaps this was a greater torture.If someone can grasp the measure and scold her vigorously, maybe Xiao Huanghan can feel better in her heart.But some are just comfort and regret, which can only make her feel more uncomfortable.

The entire funeral process was full of silence, which was a very serious matter for everyone present.No one is laughing or fighting here, and no one is playing with mobile phones or making phone calls, and the corners of everyone's mouths are all down.

There were many people who came to the funeral, one by one, they came forward and bowed flowers.Xiao Huanghan also bowed to them one by one under the leadership of her father to show her gratitude.Although the middle-aged man did not shed tears like Xiao Huanghan, but when he saw him again this time, he always felt much older than the last time.

It was supposed to be a middle-aged man's face, but now it seems that he has traveled back more than ten years later. The skin on his face is dry and wrinkled, and there are many white hairs on his head that are clearly visible.

Maybe as the head of the family, it's not his turn to express his sadness.It is necessary to balance the relationship between oneself and the family, and how to comfort her daughter and other relatives.

After the funeral, nearly three hours had actually passed.Although funerals are very different from weddings, they are heaven and earth, but they are very similar in that there are many complicated rules that need to be followed one by one, and sometimes funerals are even more troublesome than weddings.In addition, it is still raining lightly, which has a lot of influence on the progress of the funeral.

Zhao Bai'an just stood in the crowd and watched from a distance, until after the funeral was really over, he came to Xiao Huanghan's side.

After the funeral, many people left here immediately, each holding an umbrella, walking in twos and threes.

Among this group of people, Zhao Bai'an found a woman who was already in tears. She was being supported by someone, and another girl was holding an umbrella for the two of them.From this point of view, the three should be a family, and the man supporting the woman should be her husband. Maybe this woman is Huang Han's mother's sister or close friend. The sadness and sadness on her face cannot be expressed at will. from.

It was a kind of pain from the bottom of my heart, just like Xiao Huanghan's heart.However, the ways of expression of the two are naturally different. Xiao Huanghan expressed her own self-blame in a silent silence, but this woman showed it more, as if only in this way could her heart be revealed. Not so sad in general.

"Huang Han." Zhao Bai'an walked up to little Huang Han at this moment, and called her softly.

Xiao Huanghan didn't open an umbrella, as if to let Zhao Bai'an find her.In fact, she was holding an umbrella at the beginning, maybe because she didn't want her father to spend any more time worrying about it. After all, there is still a small black umbrella that has been wet by the rain and has already been closed by her hand. .

The current Xiao Huanghan did not choose to ignore Zhao Bai'an just because he didn't know her as he did when he met Zhao Bai'an for the first time.But Xiao Huanghan only looked at Zhao Bai'an and didn't speak. Through her eyes, Zhao Bai'an saw a deep black spring full of sadness.

Although Xiao Huanghan didn't pay attention to Zhao Bai'an, she didn't feel displeased by it.At this time, she was looking at the photo of the smiling woman on the tombstone, and the image of an adolescent girl flashed in front of her eyes.

I have to say that Xiao Huanghan looks very similar to her mother. Although the old people say that daughters are like fathers and sons are like mothers, Xiao Huanghan's spirit is more close to her mother.Especially those eyes are so expressive and beautiful.

"It's so beautiful..." Zhao Bai'an couldn't help admiring.

I don't know if it was because of her admiration that Xiao Huanghan was finally willing to talk to Zhao Bai'an: "Mom is the most beautiful person in the world...it's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, nothing would happen to her .”

"As long as I wasn't infatuated and wanted to wait in line for autographs, my mother would still be by my side now..."

Just like this, Zhao Baian received Xiao Huanghan pouring out all her dissatisfaction with herself, listening to her voice from choking to sobbing, watching her eyes filled with tears, and then pouring them on the already distorted Homemade face.

Xiao Huanghan's words had already become fragmented, just like her people, and Zhao Bai'an's heart became more tugged.Zhao Bai'an was extremely unwilling to see Xiao Huanghan so sad, but she really had no way to change anything.After all, time and the past are two things that humans cannot touch with hands.

Zhao Bai'an listened to Xiao Huanghan's confession, but didn't say anything.But just by her side like this, holding a black umbrella for her, waiting for the drizzle to leave.

If the moment when Huang Han's mother left this world was like a storm to Xiao Huang Han, then today's funeral is a continuous rain.

I don't know when the drizzle had stopped, and only then did Zhao Bai'an have the opportunity to do what she wanted to do the most.Zhao Bai'an wanted to give Xiao Huanghan a good hug, hug her hard, and drive away all the coldness and darkness around her.

Zhao Bai'an felt Xiao Huanghan's trembling body gradually calm down, then let go of her, supported her shoulders, and looked at her seriously: "Huang Han, listen to me."

"I understand that losing your mother is a big blow to you, and I also understand that you think it's your fault. Maybe if you don't play, your mother will not leave this world, but you have to remember, Your mother is the person in the world who wants you to be happy every day."

"No pair of parents want their children to be unhappy. They used to fight to make you have a better life. Now your father is also choosing to be alone in order to make you not blame yourself like this. Swallow all sorrows."

"Your mother definitely doesn't want you to be sad because of this incident. Doesn't she just want you to be happy when she takes you out to play? In fact, we all hope that you can live a good and happy life."

"This is indeed a fact that cannot be changed. My mother has fixed this moment, but you have infinite possibilities in the future. Living a wonderful life is what your mother wants to see, isn't it?"

I don't know if it's because Zhao Bai'an's words finally moved Xiao Huanghan a little, her eyes flickered when she looked at Zhao Bai'an, and the color of her eyes became less black like ink.

Although Huang Han's mother's sentence "Mom is waiting for you" before she left was not finally transmitted to Xiao Huang Han's ears in a vocal way, but in fact everything was implemented in Huang Han's entire life invisibly.

(End of this chapter)