After the object of crush dies and comes back to life

No one expected that Qi Yuan's life would end so quickly.

The news of her death became the talk of the whole school in just half a day, and it was like a fire—it was published in newspapers, on local TV stations, and became a piece of social news.

Given that Qi Yuan was a well-known figure in the school during his lifetime, he was always surrounded by flowers and applause wherever he went, and now he is also boastfully put on the screen after his death.

Her parents are powerful figures who have been in the officialdom for ten years, and they have long been ruthless. Under the interview of the reporter, they couldn't help crying, recalling the excellence of their daughter, wishing they hadn't cherished it.

The camera specially showed Qi's father's slightly white temples, and Qi's mother's crying red eyes many times close-up, and the background music rendered it so touching that even hard-hearted people would sigh when they saw it: God is jealous of talents——

And Lu Xin was sitting in a daze when she found out about this.

Sunny and cloudless.

Suddenly a person rushed into the classroom, and the bad news broke out among the crowd. In an instant, the whole world was like boiling water, and everyone had different expressions on their faces.

Excitement, screaming, sadness, doubts... all the voices were mixed together, completely inaudible.

Lu Xin sat numbly, her mind blank.

She still finds it unbelievable: I just met you in the morning, I just talked to you a few hours ago, and you said you wanted to help her, so it's over?

Qi Yuan's funeral was three days later, Qi's father and Qi's mother invited the whole class to participate.

Ever since Qi Yuan died, she has been in a daze all day long.She often sees Qi Yuan's figure on the podium, beside the flower bed, under the shade of the tree, in front of the desk, anyway, everywhere.

Qi Yuan has a face that smiles like sunshine, and he is never stingy with his smile.These many wishes all smiled at her, as if they were making up for her secret love that had been quiet and unresolved for the past three years.

Lu Xin's face was pale, and she knew in her heart that this was just wishful thinking.So she realized that it was difficult for her to get out of the death of the other party.

Qi Yuan became a cage trapping her.

She was sitting on the pick-up school bus, and the rain was falling heavily, like an ancient beast that was about to swallow the world.

After sitting on the school bus for an hour, Lu Xin felt a little dizzy. She suppressed the urge to vomit, and looked at herself in the car window. Her face was pale, her eyes were black, her eyes were dull, haggard and weak.

The raindrops splashed on the car window, and slid down the flat glass in thousands of ways, reflecting on her reflection.

There was a gloomy atmosphere in the carriage. Some people covered their faces in their seats and shrugged their shoulders; some people played with their mobile phones silently with red eyes;

The driver was a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s, with a belly full, a cigarette in his mouth and a low sigh, and he was reaching out to wipe the fog off the windshield.The mean and shrewd class teacher, with heavy makeup to whitewash wrinkles, has a solemn and sad expression.

But Lu Xin felt as if she was not in the same world as them. She moved her eyes out of the window, and the suffocating loneliness opened the gap in her heart, covering the sky and covering the sky.

After being stuck in a traffic jam for almost 10 minutes, I finally arrived at Qi's house.

A group of people got out of the car and were shocked by the tall and exquisite building in front of them.The funeral scene of the Qi family was dignified and extravagant, with flower baskets on both sides of the road extending all the way to the door.The colored parts of the building are covered with black and white satin.

The head teacher walked ahead and rang the doorbell of Qi's house.

"Hello, this is the Qi family." An intercom on the wall rang.

The homeroom teacher coughed a few times and said, "Hello, Mr. Qi, we are Qi Yuan's teacher and classmates, and we are invited to attend the funeral."

The door opened, and the crowd filed in. Lu Xin was the last, walking slowly while leaning on the wall.The Qi family compound is spacious and elegant, yet it feels empty for no reason.

She imagined Qi Yuan's life here, the house is deep, unpredictable, and it seems that he may not be happy.

There were many people in the house, big and small, all dressed in black, gathered together, their voices were small and dense, like flies buzzing, and they couldn't hear what they were saying.

Qi's father and Qi's mother stood on the spiral staircase, each dressed in black, with calm and solemn expressions.The Qi family has a good appearance in life, but the indifference engraved in their bones is deep-rooted.

Qi Yuan inherited the appearance of his parents, but is completely opposite to the Qi family, gentle and cheerful, loved by everyone.

Before the funeral, they came to the mourning hall to gather.

On the altar are photos of Qi Yuan before he was alive, with bright eyes and bright teeth, smiling and smiling.Qi Yuan's coffin was surrounded by lush white chrysanthemums, and these eternal flowers flourished for no reason.

The coffin lid reflected the icy light.Lu Xin stared blankly at the wooden box, missing Father Qi's overly official speech.

The whole funeral process was quiet and indifferent, following the scriptures, many people had red eyes and different thoughts, and no one knew who was really sad for Qi Yuan.

The Qi family has many sons and daughters, Qi Yuan is not considered favored, and now that he dies, he will lose a competitor. For Qi Yuan's younger brother Qi Si and older sister Qi Miao, it has to be said that it is a god-sent opportunity.

The Qi family favors sons over daughters. Qi Si had just entered junior high school, but was doted on and turned into a waste. Qi Miao was even more jealous of Qi Yuan. She knew that no matter what the inheritance rights of the Qi family belonged to Qi Si, so she targeted her , Yang Fengyin violates, a smile hides a knife.

When the whole family gets together, the dining table is full of war, swords and swords.

Lu Xin knelt and sat in the mourning hall for a long time, until the guests dispersed and the Qi family also went out to see her off, she still sat where she was.

Qi Yuan's wife is dead, and her soul has lightly ascended to the sky, but she is still obsessed and entangled.

In fact, she didn't want Qi Yuan to know that she liked him, so as not to embarrass her.After all, in Qi Yuan's eyes, the two of them are just classmates who just got acquainted.

Lu Xin originally wanted to hide this secret for the rest of her life, and kept it a secret for the next ten or so years, until the two were very old, and when they passed each other on the street, they saw each other's success, fame and consummation of marriage.

They don't get in touch often, but on April Fool's Day, they pretend to send group messages and say this relationship as a joke, which is enough.

But it all ended three days ago.

Qi Yuan died, taking away her love and hope, Lu Xin suddenly lost her direction in life, and she began to feel confused.It's like a person looking for the light of a lighthouse, stumbling forward, and before reaching the destination, the light goes out.

Lu Xin sat kneeling on the soft cushion, lonely and weak, her back was precarious, like a piece of paper.

For a moment, she hoped that Qi Yuan would go well on Huangquan Road, but after a while, she didn't know which god she was praying to, begging Qi Yuan to open her eyes again, and she wanted to tell her everything about herself, and she would give her everything.

The white candle is swaying by the wind, and the portrait of Qi Yuan is still dazzling.Lu Xin opened her eyes, stood up with a blank expression, and was about to leave.

She took a deep look at the black coffin, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Boom!"

The moment she turned her head, there was a crashing sound in the coffin, like raindrops falling, as if someone was banging on the coffin lid.

Lu Xin froze in place, staring at the black box where Qi Yuan lived.

"dong dong dong dong dong dong..."

Lu Xin boldly took two steps forward, and saw the heavy coffin shaking slightly, so it could be seen that the knocking sound was indeed coming from inside the coffin.

She swallowed her throat and asked nervously, "Qi Yuan...?"

The beating sound did not stop, but intensified, the sound was dense like raindrops, and it was creepy.But Lu Xin walked slowly to the coffin as if she was attracted to it.

She patted the coffin lid gently with her hand.As if hearing a response, the knocking became more frantic, and the whole coffin creaked and shook.Lu Xin's throat tightened, and hope ignited in his exhausted heart.

If, if Qi Yuan is inside, if she is really not dead...

Lu Xin paced back and forth restlessly, her mind was in a mess.

The shaking of the coffin was getting bigger and bigger, and the people inside seemed to have exhausted all their strength, constantly hitting the inner wall with their body parts, trying to break free from the narrow darkness.

Lu Xin couldn't help biting her lips tightly.She imagined that Qi Yuan lived alone in a dark coffin, she must be full of helplessness and panic.

"I must help her," Lu Xin thought, "I'll go all out!"

She gritted her teeth, supported the coffin lid with both hands, and pushed it outward with all her strength.Under the double action of one inside and one outside, only a violent creak was heard, and the coffin lid was actually folded into two pieces from the middle, shattered into thousands of pieces.The person lying flat inside straightened his back and stood up with disheveled hair.

Her complexion was pale, beautiful and straight, her black eyes were dull, stained with an unreal faint lifelessness, she looked at Lu Xin expressionlessly, and walked towards her slowly.