Chapter 82 A-1

Later, it was this ups and downs of life that told Sang Li: If a person who stands on a high place falls from a high place one day, then what he has may only be himself. Unless he remembers to keep the most pure and beautiful things deep in his soul in the process of going to the heights.However, it is impossible for an ambitious person to live simply. It turns out that a simple life is a great blessing... At 9:30 in the morning, standing in the mourning hall of the Phoenix Mountain Funeral Home, Sang Li suddenly felt a little dazed when he thought of this. Vaguely, those old events and those old people are still in her silent memory, vaguely, ups and downs.

Perhaps, it has never disappeared, and it cannot be annihilated in life. When she was in a daze like this, Chang Qing stood beside Sang Li, and she didn't speak, but looked at the hanging photo with a mournful expression and remained silent. It was so quiet in the mourning hall. At this time, all the people waiting to express their condolences are waiting outside the mourning hall - the large state-owned enterprises that Sang Yuecheng served have preserved many institutional styles: the special funeral team is busy laying wreaths and flowers, and outside the mourning hall there are people in black The girl in the skirt was handing out small white flowers, and a few young men came and went to guide the people outside to line up.Only the family members stood in the mourning hall, waiting for the memorial service to begin.

After an unknown amount of time, Chang Qing turned to Sang Li and asked, "Where's Ma Yu, why didn't he come back with you?" Sang Li was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "He's gone abroad." I was actually a little nervous when I said this - she didn't even know, if she said she didn't tell Ma Yu at all, what would others think? Chang Qing glanced at Sang Li and sighed deeply: "Xiao Li, in fact, everyone is not blind, what are you thinking in your heart, do you think only you know?" Sang Li didn't look up, just looked at the toes.

Chang Qing said slowly: "The first time I saw you, you were only nine years old. Now, in the blink of an eye, it has been nearly twenty years. When I put on makeup for your father in the morning, I thought, I am also fifty-one this year. It is over half a century before I realize that life is actually a very simple thing. Two people can meet and be together, it is fate, and we must cherish it. Because we don’t know if something will happen suddenly, and it will happen in a blink of an eye. Take someone away from you. Therefore, no matter how good your relationship is, 'everlasting' is unrealistic, and there are too many variables in life. Then, when you can rely on each other, let's be together well."

Sang Li tilted her head slightly to hide the tears in her eyes. She didn't know how to say to Chang Qing: Now, it's not that she doesn't love, but that the love when she was young meets the warmth when she grew up. Not sure, which way to go? She subconsciously took out her mobile phone, but it was quiet and there was no news. As Tian Miao said, she would call Sang Li. But after thirty-six hours, Sang Li still didn't know whether Shen Jie's operation was successful or not. While he was in a daze, there was a voice at the door.Sang Li and Chang Qing looked up, and saw Ma Yu hurried in, walked up to them, and said anxiously: "Sorry, I'm late."

He panted slightly while talking, his whole body looked dusty. Sang Li and Chang Qing were both stunned. After a few seconds, Chang Qing came to his senses first, and the circles of his eyes were red again: "Thank you for your hard work, you have come so far..." Sang Li stared blankly at Ma Yu. It was hot, and there was sweat on his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe it off. Instead, he put the suitcase aside, turned around and held Sang Li's hand tightly, and looked at Chang Li. Qing said: "I'm sorry, I'm late, I can't help you with anything, what else can I do?"

Chang Qing hesitated for a moment, picked up a small white flower from his side and pinned it on Ma Yu's chest, then picked up a piece of black cloth symbolizing kinship status, put it on Ma Yu's arm, fastened it on the sleeve with a pin, and choked up: " Let's say goodbye, he was in such a hurry last time, he always said he didn't see what you look like." After she finished speaking, she turned around to wipe away her tears, and Sang Li finally couldn't help it, and let the tears fall. Ma Yu took Sang Li's hand with a solemn expression, and stood with her in front of Sang Yuecheng's body. Sang Yuecheng, who had put on makeup, looked more and more asleep. Sang Li was in a daze, and blurted out: "Dad— —”

Chang Qing behind her was shocked, and looked up at Sang Li: How many years have you not heard Sang Li call this name? Sang Li seemed to realize something, and closed his mouth in astonishment. It was Ma Yu who took her words and called out, "Dad—" Sang Li was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Ma Yu, only to see him looking at Sang Yuecheng solemnly, speaking slowly, as if swearing: "Dad, don't worry, I will treat Sang Li well, forever. Ling, please bless us, we will grow old together and never be separated." He held Sang Li's hand tightly, his eyes were so pious, with deep sorrow, but also the most sincere hope.

In the silent mourning hall, Sang Li's tears finally welled up again. This man, does he know how heavy such an oath is? On such an occasion, at such a time, and in front of such a deceased person, he made such a solemn and solemn oath for a lifetime? Isn't he afraid?Aren't you afraid of that broom star named Sang Li, and the bad luck she might bring? Before that, she never knew that this man whom she had always thought of like a shadow, and occasionally forgot, was really determined and didn't want to just be that supporting role in her life? Even though she gave Xiang Ning her love and Shen Jie's reluctance, he still stood there, telling her before she realized that he was waiting, and whenever she turned around, he would See his arms.

There is warmth, love, family, laughter, and the embrace of trivial but real happiness. After the memorial service was over, it was Ma Yu who was holding the urn and went to the ashes storage room with Sang Li and Chang Qing. Chang Qing was a little sad: "It is said that it is safe to go to the ground, Xiaoli, you should send your father to your mother." But Sang Li answered her quietly: "Auntie, I think, if Dad really has to choose, he might prefer to be with you forever, after all these years, he only feels like living with you when he is with you. " Chang Qing looked at Sang Li in disbelief, and Sang Li hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just think that Dad wants to wait more..."

I can't go on, because I don't know how to express my kindness correctly. It was Chang Qing who held Sang Li's hand first, choking with sobs: "Xiao Li, you don't need to say it, I understand." She raised her head, looked at Sang Li, and smiled faintly with tears in her eyes: "Thank you." She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Sangli and Ma Yu with relief: "Twenty years, time flies so fast... If one day I am gone, you can bury us together with Miaomiao. companion……" She raised her head to look at the sky, the scorching sun seemed to be drying up people's tears.Sang Li looked at the sporadic white in Chang Qing's hair, and suddenly felt so sad.