I am in the dust when I love you

The news of Gu Qinghan's death was finally caught by reporters from some news media.

Once the news was broadcast, it immediately caused an uproar.

They didn't expect the man of the hour in City A to leave in such a dismal way.

Many people do not want to believe this fact.

But looking at the screen holding the urn, Gu Wan was heartbroken when she was a child, even if she didn't want to believe it, she had to believe it.

After depositing Gu Qinghan's urn in the funeral home, Jian Zhen took Gu Wan'er and the others and left here.

Looking at Jian Zhen's thin back, and remembering her brother's lonely eyes, Gu Wan'er's dark eyes were filled with tears.

On the car back, Gu Wan'er handed a folder to Jian Zhen.

"It's my brother's belongings inside, I think you should take a look."

Jane took it.

Inside, there was a broken mobile phone, a wallet, a shirt soaked in blood, and a photo of her.

She recognized that it was the photo she left when she accompanied her teacher to attend the centennial celebration of the noble school when she returned to City A.

In the photo, she is smiling and very bright.

On the back, there is a piece of paper pasted, and the powerful handwriting on the blood-stained paper can be vaguely discerned: Years of dust and smoke, old dreams, broken and reunited.The dream is about the heart, and there is no consonance.Spring comes and hates the geese returning late, and the dream is empty.The rustling autumn wind, the shade of green is sparsely looking for evening red.Different roads and different roads, the beautiful woman is gone, the smoke and dreams are floating and looking at the sky, after sorrow and sorrow...

(self-created)

Jian Zhen pinched the knuckles of the photo, trembling a little.

She recognized the writing on the paper.

When Jane's opened, she received a pink diamond pendant in the shape of a heart.

It turned out that the gift was from him...

It's just that she never knew who took this photo of herself, and she didn't know why it would appear in Gu Qinghan's belongings.

"It was found in my brother's . . . breast pocket."

Gu Wan'er has seen this photo before.

My brother has always cherished it very much, and it has been hidden in his chest pocket for a long time.

That photo was almost destroyed when the servant washed the clothes.

Just that day, she was there.

After her persuasion, and because the photo was still there, Gu Qinghan did not punish the servant.

If not, the servant would not get much good from the thunderous anger of his brother at that time.

Jane really felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, put the photo back into the file bag, and cast her gaze out of the window...

In the evening, Jian Zhen stayed in Yu Chonglou's arms and stayed up all night.

Her mind was full of Gu Qinghan's various pasts towards her, and the broken face she saw today.

Sow the cause, reap the fruit, everything is created by the mind.

If you don't know that there is me in this world, and I don't know that there is you in this world, will this world be clean?

Once met by chance, lovesickness has been bitter for several years.

Deep in love, love hurts others, I would rather be ruthless than unintentional.

You hold everything tightly and don't want to let go, don't you know everything, it's just an emperor's dream, right or wrong, turn your head and it's empty.

Nowadays, meeting and getting drunk is the leading edge, and the wind and rain drift away, where will your soul go!

Whose fault is it that you have not had a dream of love for six years?Whose fault?The night comes, the dream leads, the soul breaks.

The old scenery of the past has become a trend, helpless, autumn lotus in the pool, haggard in the cold moon.

Gu Qinghan, the past has been going on for many years, the sky is boundless, the thousand years of sadness are gone, the world is glitzy, and the dust is stained with frost.

The flying flowers all over the sky are as light as a dream, and the boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow.

Gu Qinghan, in this life, you have finally messed up my heart...

In the early morning, Yu Chonglou brought breakfast and forced her to eat some, then took out a brochure.

"Look, everything needed for the funeral has been prepared, do you think there is anything else that needs to be added?"

Jane Zhen opened her somewhat sour eyes, glanced carefully, raised her head and forced a smile: "Well, everything is ready, thank you husband."

On the day of the funeral, it snowed lightly.

The wind was a bit weaker, but it was still very cold.

In the cemetery, when Shao Qingli looked at Gu Qinghan's young face on the tombstone, the sadness in his heart couldn't be stopped for a while, and he squatted on the ground and began to cry loudly, causing the eyes of the surrounding guests to turn red.

Qi Ruoling and Su Qingmu helped him up, and straightened the white flower on his chest for him, but they couldn't say anything.

The friendship of these years does not mean that if the person is gone, it will be gone.

Losing him, the three of them, were sadder than anyone else.

Jian Zhen resisted the physical and psychological discomfort, and together with Yu Zhonglou and Gu Wan'er, arranged for Gu Qinghan's funeral.

Occasionally looking back, the light in her eyes fell on the handsome face of the person with the tombstone.

He is still good-looking.

Even though it was separated by wind and snow, she still had the perseverance to penetrate all obstacles. With just one glance, she met Jian Zhen's painful eyes.

For some reason, endless reluctance and sadness arose in Jane's heart.

He deserves to live.

But he used his life to deeply engrave everything about him in her bones.

He Suyang said that Gu Qinghan had always been devoted to her. In fact, she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

They have done things that are sorry for each other.

It should have been evened long ago, but she still felt sad, so sad that her tears flowed wantonly, and she couldn't wipe it off no matter how hard she tried.

Gu Qinghan, we finally missed it.

In the next life, find a woman who loves you, and make up for all the debts and regrets in this life.

I am already, unworthy of your love.

Because, we have long been staggered in two worlds...

The people who came here all said a few words of comfort to Gu Wan'er, and then left one after another.

In the end, only Jian Zhen, Yu Chonglou, Gu Wan'er and He Suyang were left in the cemetery.

He Suyang gently wiped the snow on the tombstone with a handkerchief.

"Let's go, the sky has changed."

Jian Zhen supported Gu Wan'er who was already trembling, but still refused to leave, and glanced at He Suyang with deep eyes.

"Go back..."

He has stayed here, can't run, can't laugh, but still waits, they come to see him...

After all the people had left, a person walked slowly behind the tree next to him.

Regardless of the coldness of the rain and snow, she half-kneeled in front of Gu Qinghan's tomb, with a piece of white silk tied around her waist.

A bouquet of bright roses was placed in front of the tomb, and the woman's lustrous fingers stroked the young man in the photo.

"Qinghan, after all, you are walking a little too fast. When I find the way of reincarnation, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with you.

However, Qinghan, you are going to be a father.

I didn't want to tell you this news, but now, I really want you to know that in this world, besides Jane Zhen, there are people who will always remember you.

I will not cry, I will learn to be strong, and I will try my best...to protect our child, let him be born safely, and come into this world.

You see, our children are dressed in sackcloth and mourning for you.

No matter where you are, I will tell him that you are his father, and we will never forget you.

Qinghan, on behalf of our child, I kowtow for you..."