Nian Fan

Chen Yifan sat in front of Mei Heng's tombstone for more than ten hours.The tombstone is very simple, with a small color photo embedded on it. 23-year-old Mei Heng smiled silently, and would never call her sister again.On the day of the burial, Chen Yifan held Mei Heng's urn, which was also a very simple and compact one. She stood in the crowd and kept thinking about why the boy who was half a head taller than her was as strong and tall as a pine tree. It can be packed in a box the size of two hands.

The moment the urn fell into the small grave, the Utopia in Chen Yifan's heart suddenly collapsed.She never gazed at the pile of ruins again, just let it stand there forever, watching the weeds grow and recede, small bright red mushrooms grew on the beams, and the cracks in the gravel were gradually filled with moss.

But last night, Chun Yu told herself that Mei Heng's death was not an accident.

Chen Yifan opened the door and ran out, got on his motorcycle, and arrived at the cemetery.In order to prevent someone from chasing her, she turned off her mobile phone at the first red light intersection.

The cemetery had been closed long ago. Chen Yifan told the administrator that if she couldn't enter through the main entrance, she would climb over the wall from a certain place.

The administrator was frightened by this crazy woman racing, maybe because she was too sad, the administrator couldn't bear it, quietly opened the door, and gave her an emergency light.Chen Yifan walked in the cemetery late at night, but he didn't see anyone's soul, including his own.

She quickly found Mei Heng's place, so she sat down next to Mei Heng and talked to him.

In the morning, security guards patrolling the cemetery spotted her and praised her for her courage.

Chen Yifan raised his head and smiled, but his smile was as pale as a ghost. The security guard felt terrified, and hurriedly turned and left.

Chen Yifan looked at his back as he ran away in a hurry, and chuckled softly, "I stay with my younger brother, who is a martial arts champion, what am I afraid of?"

In the photo, Mei Heng is still smiling and looking at the lake and the sun in the distance. The morning breeze blows, and the surrounding petals vibrate and make a slight popping sound.

When Chen Yifan first learned the truth, Chen Yifan stood there quietly, time froze, the space was compressed into an inconspicuous fire, piercing through the aura made by the huge sense of weightlessness, stabbing her right through.This exquisite body that she spent five years trying to put together was scattered and turned into ashes on the spot. Death might be nothing more than that, Chen Yifan thought, if she disappeared, there would be no more pain.

But what about Meiheng?What about the truth?

If all the coincidences she suspects are contrived, she needs to start preparing now.Chen Yifan sneered, she was going to blow up the things that had been piled up in her heart for five or six years, and make herself clean.

Liu Nian finally arrived, and he saw Chen Yifan.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief, but he was overwhelmed by a deeper fear. Chen Yifan sat with his head down beside the tombstone, as if he had died.

Liu Nian tiptoed forward, sat carefully beside her, and asked tremblingly, "Are you okay?"

Chen Yifan raised his head, and that extremely beautiful face was now pale, with only a pair of red eyes almost bloodshot.

And Liu Nian, who fell in Chen Yifan's eyes, was also in a state of distress, his pale face was mixed with sweat and blood, as if he was a lonely general in ancient times who struggled out of the enemy's siege in blood.

But Chen Yifan didn't have the energy to care and ask.

Liu Nian raised his hand and wanted to hug her, but he still dared not touch her. She was too fragile, like a paper figure that would break if touched, and could be blown away by the wind immediately.

"Yifan, it's all over, don't think about it, okay?"

Chen Yifan's voice was like howling from hell, "Liu Nian, you know the truth, right?"

Liu Nian trembled uncontrollably, "Yifan, be good, be obedient, don't ask."

"We have known each other for more than ten years, and we have been together for eight years." Chen Yifan looked at Liu Nian fixedly, his eyes were stiff, as if his soul had died, "I want you to swear by our relationship for so many years, tell me the truth—— Heng, is it an accident?"

"Don't ask, I beg you." Liu Nian trembled fiercely, "You don't want to know, be good, be obedient. Don't ask."

Chen Yifan looked at him in disbelief, and suddenly grinned, "I see."

Finally Liu Nian couldn't help hugging Yifan, he found that Yifan's body was as cold as a block of ice, and his trembling embrace couldn't warm him at all.

Then he heard Chen Yifan utter an almost heartless question in his arms. These were the most painful words Liu Nian had ever heard in his life. The pain made him wish he could die on the spot.

Chen Yifan was asking, "Liu Nian, tell me, is that you?"