Long Island High School

He Qin and You Xing were foolish and foolish together, and then one day, they suddenly woke up from the dream.They became the two loneliest people in the world.You Xing was dumbfounded, He Qin was dumbfounded, He Wenzhou felt that half of his body was torn off, the pain was so painful that he couldn't bear it.

You Weimin died suddenly, he suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, fell to the ground in less than a minute, and never got up again.At that time, You Xing was in another room, still clamoring for his father to make beef soup and rice. His father was so busy that his brain hurt from exhaustion, and he passed out when he felt the pain, and never got up again.

You Xing only found out after a while, his eyes stared straight in fright, he was not stupid, he immediately called 120, and put his father on the ground to wait.When the doctor came, the neighbors were crowded in the living room of his house, and a powerful uncle was pressing You Weimin's chest desperately, until You Xing's eyes were full of tears.

When he arrived at the hospital, You Xing was also in a daze, his mother came running, trembling all over, the two of them looked like abandoned children, one of them was dumbfounded.

He Qin couldn't count on it, and You Xing couldn't count on it even more. Zhou Wen accompanied He Qin. He ran up and down before he could be hospitalized, and the doctor declared him brain dead.

He Qin couldn't believe it, and neither could You Xing.Behind a curtain, You Xing suddenly broke out, grabbing the doctor's clothes: "Save him, I beg you, please save him! Why don't you save him and leave him alone! Save him, save him!" He..."

He Qin shed tears.

The husband is the sky, the husband is the soul, and the husband is the only backing for her and her son.How could she live without him!

You Xing still can't believe that he was a good person, and he cooked for him just now, why is it gone now?He looked at his father's pale face and wanted to hold his hand again. His hands were so cold and his body was so thin. He lay on his father's body and buried him in his arms, feeling that his father was getting colder and colder little by little. Hard, skinny hand bones, unbearable to hold, so pitiful, so pitiful.

He felt sorry for his father, hugged his father and refused to let him wear the shroud, and stopped him firmly.He wants to protect his father like how his father protected him countless times before.Dad is so pitiful.

He Qin was crying all the time, so that her eyes were hazy.

Zhou Wen alone can't control You Xing, He Wenzhou is here, He Jiaqi is here, his second uncle is here, they can't control You Xing.

He Wenzhou looked at his uncle, it turned out that a person died like this, and the meaning of death shocked him.He watched his uncle, who used to be shiny and shiny, become pale and thin, with sunken eye sockets, a big head resting on his thin neck, and his body was stiff, stiff and stiff, making it difficult to wear clothes.After wearing one sleeve for him, it was not easy to put on the other.The trousers were even more difficult to wear, like a shriveled painted skin without a soul. He realized that he had lost his uncle forever.

Uncle is his half father, he, like You Xing, has no father anymore.

He Wenzhou's tears fell, he seldom touched the truth, like his shrewd parents, he played around in the world, but You Weimin was the soft corner of his heart.

He was still young, and he was not as indestructible as an adult. Fate hit a soft corner of his heart.

He shed tears.

You Xing cried hoarsely, He Qin cried until the sky was dark, and he cried so much that the tears couldn't stop.

He couldn't stop his tears. Unexpectedly, he had so many tears.

But You Weimin deserves these tears.

He is so close, so kind, he does nothing but treats him well.Good to the end, not a good end.

On the day of setting up the mourning hall, You Xing knelt on the ground and burned paper, and He Wenzhou was by his side.These days, You Xing doesn't say a word, kneels when he wants to, sits when he wants to.That lively, heartless boy seemed to be in yesterday forever.

The adults are all busy outside, but He Qin has a little soul and is barely busy.She couldn't think about it, she regretted it when she thought about it, she regretted it when she thought about it, she fell into a daze.You Weimin and her were young couples, they were in love all the way, they had a lot of quarrels but they never blushed.Her husband, her gods, are all extinguished.

She does not love the child, and the child does not love her.It has always been the husband who balances it out and communicates back and forth.Now only she and the child are left facing each other, two people who are lonely to death.

He Qin was also dazed after work, and refused to sleep at night, so Zhou Wen slept with her.He Wenzhou slept with You Xing at his house.He Jiaqi propped up the sky and was busy running around.

At night, You Xing opened his big eyes, thinking that he just came to He's house to spend the night, and his father was still there when he returned.

Dad always came to pick him up, if he didn't come to pick him up, he could run back, it's not that he has no feet.

He Wenzhou also misses his uncle. He thinks of that summer when his uncle taught him and You Xing to swim. They pawed in the water.He can't, he digs and digs, chokes a few mouthfuls of water, the sparkling water submerges him, and before he can panic, his uncle grabs him by the neck and lifts him up.His uncle was still holding him in his arms, like a nagging old man, trying to call his soul.

He thought of many pictures of his uncle, many benefits, all good, no bad.Uncle is like this, he loves You Xing.

You Xing turned his face and stared at He Wenzhou with two big eyes in panic: "Is Dad at home? Will he come to pick me up?"

He Wenzhou looked into his big eyes and didn't speak.

He also thought that his uncle was at home and would come to pick them up.Still wearing a sweater and trousers, Wenrou drove a Buick.He's still the same, he's still there.