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All the aunt's family left, and only Xing Ye and Huo Ke were left in the hospital.

Xing Ye sat on the chair with his eyes closed for a long time, so long that Huo Ke even wondered if he had fallen asleep, then suddenly felt that Xing Ye had been holding his hand tightly, and then opened his eyes: "It's too late , go back first, and come back tomorrow.”

Huo Ke looked at him and nodded.

A person's life is very long, but it is not too much trouble to arrange the funeral, issue a death certificate, contact the funeral home, choose the urn and cemetery, and then it is over simply.

Xing Ye didn't know what friends his father had before his death, and he didn't contact them, so he only notified his father's relatives.

The aunt's family hadn't contacted him since they left the hospital that day, and there was no news until he called them to come to the farewell ceremony.

Xing Ye was halfway through the phone call when his aunt snatched the phone from his uncle: "It's Xiao Ye? Did you just tell your uncle the date of the farewell ceremony?"

Xing Ye repeated it again, and the people over there were vague, and then pretended to mention casually: "Have you bought your cemetery? Or the one next to your mother? I remember when your mother was buried, wasn't it?" Bought two…”

Xing Ye listened indifferently, and then interrupted: "You remember wrongly."

It was very embarrassing to be blocked there, and he didn't answer for a while, Xing Ye ignored it and continued: "You don't have to worry about the rest, just come during the farewell ceremony."

After the over there answered, Xing Ye hung up the phone.

On the day of the farewell ceremony, the sky was very cloudy, and the clouds seemed to be falling to the ground, but there was no wind.Xing Ye was wearing a dark formal suit, watching the relatives who came and went lying in front of his father's coffin and crying for a while before being dragged away by others, but his face was not moved at all, he just stood there indifferently, like a bystander Readers generally look at it all.

After the farewell ceremony was over, the body was sent for cremation. Everyone else went back first, and only my aunt and uncle stayed.Xing Ye ignored him and just sat and waited to collect the ashes, but her aunt couldn't sit still anymore, she walked over with her uncle and sat beside him, completely without the attitude of avoiding him two days ago.

"Xiao Ye, don't be too sad, your father died naturally, there is no pain, don't be too sad..." Uncle first spoke to comfort, and at the same time patted Xing Ye on the shoulder.

Xing Ye didn't speak.

The aunt followed suit: "Yes, don't be too sad." She secretly looked at Xing Ye several times, seeing that Xing Ye still didn't respond, she said anxiously, "By the way, the ones your father left behind thing……"

Xing Ye seemed to have some reaction at last, turned his head and glanced at the two, pretending not to understand, and said: "You said the things my father left in your house? The things left by the dead are unlucky, you just take them to burn Alright."

The aunt's face turned blue and red: "No...I mean..." She hesitated for a long time, and then simply broke the jar, "I mean, how do you plan to divide the things your father left behind?"

It just so happened that at this moment, the staff informed that it was time to pick up the ashes, so Xing Ye stood up without saying a word, and only glanced at her: "What did you say?"

The uncle on the side pulled my aunt's sleeve and muttered something unlucky, but my aunt couldn't continue: "It's nothing, let's go first, let's talk about it another day." After finishing speaking, the two hurried away , without looking back.

Huo Ke waited alone in front of the empty tomb for a long time before Xing Ye came.

The tombstone was engraved by a contact person before, and it simply said "Xing En's Tomb" and the date of birth and death, with a photo on it, and nothing else.Huo Ke held Xing Ye's hand, and the two watched in silence as the staff pried up the stone slab, put the urn wrapped in red cloth into it, and closed it again.

Xing Ye stood in front of Xing En's grave for a while, then squeezed Huo Ke's hand, and said softly, "Let's go, I'll take you to see my mother."

The two walked along the path between the hills to another park.Huo Ke counted the steps until he reached 32 before Xing Ye led him in and stopped in front of a tombstone in the middle.

The woman in the photo smiled very gently, and the cypress trees on both sides of the tombstone were already half the height of a person.

Xing Ye squatted down: "Mom, I'm here to see you."

Huo Ke just stood aside quietly, without speaking.This was probably the first time he saw Xing Ye talking so much in one breath, as if he was really talking about his life, the people and things he encountered just like his mother was talking about family life.It was obviously a very normal tone, but Huo Ke's nose felt sore for no reason.

"...everything is fine," Xing Ye paused, "but my dad died, and he was cremated and buried today, but I didn't let him sleep next to you. I bought a cemetery in another park. I'm afraid you might see him." upset him."

Huo Ke took a look, and sure enough, there was an empty cemetery next to Xing Ye's mother's tombstone.

"Don't worry about me," Xing Ye gently pulled Huo Ke, and Huo Ke squatted down together obediently, "Look, I found someone who wants to live with me."

Xing Ye found that Huo Ke was very clingy from the time he went down the mountain to when he came home today. It was better when he was outside, but when he got home, he jumped on his back and couldn't get off. Later, he was afraid that he would be tired from carrying it, so he just became a hugger. The cat jumped into his lap and kept rubbing against his hand.

Xing Ye smiled softly: "Is it so happy to take you to see my mother?"

Huo Ke called "meow meow" twice in his arms, realized that he didn't understand, went back to the room, changed his clothes and ran out, sat across his lap face to face, kissed him first, and then kissed him with his forehead Gently pressed against his forehead: "Are you still sad?"

Xing Ye looked at him and was silent for a while, the hand on his waist tightened a little: "It's okay, I don't feel anything now." He put his chin on Huo Ke's shoulder, "When I hated him the most before I can't wait for him to die directly, but now that he is really dead, he doesn't feel much at all."

Xing Ye paused for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief: "That's the end, it's pretty good."

Huo Ke hugged his neck tightly, and let go after a while: "Did you prepare that empty cemetery next to your mother for yourself?"

Xing Ye was stunned, but he didn't expect Huo Ke to see it. Before he could explain, Huo Ke interrupted: "Since you want to live with me, after you die, I will share half of the cemetery." He looked at Xing Ye seriously, "I walked around for a while before you came here, and saw several tombs buried together, we can also..."

Before Huo Ke could finish speaking, he felt that the strength holding him was a little stronger, and the trembling when he spoke was transmitted from Huo Ke's shoulders all the way to his heart: "Okay."

Xing Ye thinks a lot about his future life—it’s nothing more than opening a coffee shop, raising a few cats, and living like this. When he meets the right person, he falls in love. Get married, don't have children, and when you die, you'll be buried in the cemetery next to your mother.

But he never thought that such a person walked into his life, ran such a cafe with him, raised a cat—even he himself was a cat—and fell in love with him. There is no way to get married, and it is impossible to have children. It seems that the only requirement is to share with him the place where he will sleep after death.

Nothing seems to be the same.

The corners of Xing Ye's lips curled slightly—then agree to him.