My family is the head teacher

When Ye Jingyu arrived, Hu Xueyong's body had already been taken away from the ward.

The ward was empty, only Lan Guan was sitting on the bed in the ward, and Hu Xueyong's parents were not there, probably going to handle her death procedures.

Seeing Ye Jingyu coming in, Lan Guan moved his lips slightly, and finally greeted weakly: "Jingyu, you're here."

Ye Jingyu hummed and sat beside Lan Guan.

"How about the funeral?"

"Tomorrow, it should be the funeral tomorrow."

"Oh."

Both fell silent at the same time.Contrary to Ye Jingyu's expectation, Hu Xueyong's funeral was very simple, and basically no one attended.

Hu Xueyong's parents didn't cry as Ye Jingyu imagined, they just stood silently holding a photo of Hu Xueyong's death, without even tears.

Maybe this is the best relief for them, and it is also the same for Hu Xueyong and Lan Guan.

Ye Jingyu didn't have any formal clothes, so he had to wear a white T-shirt, and black trousers were regarded as mourning clothes.Lan Guan was wearing a black suit and tie, standing beside the mourning hall, staring blankly at Hu Xueyong's posthumous photo.

Hu Xueyong in that posthumous photo still looks like she was not affected by the disease four years ago, with a sweet and bright smile, even if it is black and white, you can still feel her beauty.

The funeral process was very simple, omitting a lot of unnecessary links, and everything went smoothly. Whether it was Hu Xueyong's parents or Lan Guan, they were a bit calmer than Ye Jingyu expected.

Maybe all their worries were exhausted during these four years.

When the mourning was heard in the last part of the funeral, Hu Xueyong's body was lying in a transparent glass coffin in the funeral home. As the mourning sounded, several staff members came up and slowly pushed the corpse away with their white-gloved hands. That glass coffin, push it into the depths of the funeral home.

Ye Jingyu knew that the body should be cremated.

Just when the glass coffin was about to be pushed into the funeral parlor hall leading to the cremation room gate, Lan Guan suddenly ran forward like crazy, hugged the glass coffin with half of his arms, and cried so loudly, He kept shouting: "Xueyong!! Xueyong!!"

Lan Guan's voice was broken, and the huge roar echoed in the hall of the funeral home accompanied by mourning and music.

Ye Jingyu ran forward, trying to drag Lan Guan up from the glass coffin, but was stopped by the staff pushing the glass coffin.They waved their hands at Ye Jingyu lightly, gave a understanding look, and stood quietly waiting for Lan Guan to vent his emotions.

Lan Guan cried for about seven or eight minutes, and finally couldn't even make a sound. He was only 8 meters tall and leaned on the coffin, panting continuously.

Finally, Lan Guan pushed the coffin with his palm, straightened his body, and looked down at Hu Xueyong's face inside the coffin again.

Her face was heavily made up by the mortician, her skin was pale, her lips were blood red, and her hair was combed meticulously. In a trance, Lan Guan had the illusion that today was the day when Hu Xueyong and herself were married. .

Lan Guan let out a long breath, then said softly to Hu Xueyong's body inside the coffin: "Goodbye, Xueyong"

Then he patted Ye Jingyu on the shoulder and walked to the family waiting area.

Lan Guan sent Hu Xueyong's parents back, and walked towards the North Division with Ye Jingyu.Up to now, Ye Jingyu's mind is still resounding with Lan Guan's hysterical roar when he hugged the glass coffin, which really frightened him a little.

"What's the matter? What are you thinking?" Lan Guan asked.

"Oh, you asked me to help you, but I didn't help much. I'm sorry."

"Just because of this? You can come and accompany me, and I already feel better. Did I scare you like that today, haha, if it weren't for you by my side, I might be even more out of control Myself."

Ye Jingyu didn't know what to answer, so he had to change the subject: "I've already finished the exam, when are you going back to Yuncheng? Have you bought a ticket? I'll go with you."

Lan Guan was in a daze for a moment: "I've been taking care of Xue Yong's affairs for the past two days, and I forgot about your exam. The exam is over, how is the exam? Oh, you don't need me to worry about it, just forget it You must have done well in the exam, go back to the dormitory to pack your things in a while, and we will go back to Yuncheng tomorrow."

Sitting on the return train, Ye Jingyu felt as if he had passed away.I still clearly remember that when Lan Guan just sent me to Beijing, I also took this kind of bumpy long-distance train all the way here.

That night, I was leaning on the Jinshui Bridge in front of the Beijing Grand Prix, and learned for the first time from the Lan Pass that there was a girl named Hu Xueyong in this world.

Later, Lan Guan told himself that the girl was found and he wanted to marry her.Not long ago, he actually accompanied Lan Guan to that girl's funeral.

The name Hu Xueyong only existed for four months in Ye Jingyu's life, but it existed for four years in Lan Guan's life.

Ye Jingyu didn't know how long it would take for Languan to put Hu Xueyong down.If at the end, Hu Xueyong's friend didn't tell Lan Guan any news about Hu Xueyong.

If Hu Xueyong will never appear again for the rest of Lan Guan's life, can Lan Guan gradually let her go?

Now that Lan Guan has fulfilled his long-cherished wish and spent the last journey of her life with Hu Xueyong, can Lan Guan let her go?

Thinking about these questions, Ye Jingyu's headache was about to split, and he didn't know why he thought this way, and was so entangled in these questions.

One-eighth of my college life ended like this.

Lan Guan and Ye Jingyu got off the train with their suitcases. It was still summer in Yuncheng when they left, but now it's winter.

This was Ye Jingyu's first lost autumn in Yuncheng in his life.

Ye Jingyu didn't expect that the person who opened the door for him was Lu Xiaoxiao. When Lu Xiaoxiao stood in front of Ye Jingyu with a smile on his face, Ye Jingyu almost didn't know her. Much bigger.

If there is any specific change, there is actually no change, just a change in temperament.Even Ye Jingyu, who has been in the upper middle class since childhood, has to admit that Lu Xiaoxiao has a different temperament, and no one will think of her as a rustic girl anymore.

But it is not contaminated with fat and powder, just like a hibiscus born in the most aura part of a bustling big city.

"Little Yezi, don't come here and be safe."