Chapter 8 first love part 1 first love 6 days

The second best is not knowing each other, so can not Acacia "He went to Huaiyin District and said he wanted to take pictures of Sophora japonica, but when he returned to Beijing, he encountered a car accident. When he died, he was very quiet, as if he was asleep. The driver said that he said something before closing his eyes. or something, but none of them heard..." 1 No one could have imagined that the party that day ended in quiet mourning. "He went to Huaiyin District and said he wanted to take pictures of Sophora japonica, but when he returned to Beijing, he encountered a car accident."

"There is no external injury, it is clean, it probably hurt the brain." "When he died, there were no relatives and friends around him, he was just a lonely person." "It was very quiet, like falling asleep." "The driver said he said something before he closed his eyes, but they didn't catch it..." Jiao Lei slowly narrated the last moment of Meng Fan's life, Wen Jing shed tears unknowingly, she seemed to see the afterimage of that quiet young man fading into the fragrance of flowers in the double shadow of Sophora japonica flowers. The disappearing figure of the deceased calmed down all the troubled emotions in the world, whether it was first love or Du Xiaofeng, it seemed as if all the melancholy had disappeared.Wen Jing just recalled Meng Fan's appearance carefully, but for some reason, this person in her memory was always vague.

Susu's sobbing sound made people feel sad, Wen Jing held her hand, Susu's palm was icy cold, with a little damp sweat, as if just soaked in cold water. "Su Yuan, go and see Meng Fan off." Jiao Lei said solemnly, "He will be cremated next weekend." Susu nodded vigorously, tears fell on the back of Wen Jing's hand, this tear was the only thing Wen Jing felt hot that day. Meng Fan's funeral was very simple, perhaps because he was too young and didn't have so much life to trace back.Not many people went there, Wen Jing took a look, probably only a few of them and some classmates from the university, and some colleagues who seemed to be leaders came, standing beside them, looking like they were about to fall asleep.

Although it was agreed on the day of the class reunion that everyone would come to the funeral, few people actually came.Meng Fan is a transfer student, and he is very quiet, so he doesn't have any special friends in the class. The only ones who can remember him are Susu and the girl who secretly liked him. The entire mourning room looks very empty, and the white wreaths are all reused products, and it is enough to replace the elegiac couplets every time.Standing with Meng Fan's parents was a girl who was about the same age as them. Every person who said goodbye to the dead body walked by, and she followed and bowed in return.Jiao Lei whispered that she was Meng Fan's girlfriend, named Xiaolan, and the two seemed to be talking about marriage.

Meng Fan lying among the flowers has a unique sense of beauty. It is not appropriate to describe a dead person like this, but Wen Jing thought so the moment she saw him.Just like what Jiao Lei said, even though he died in a car accident, Meng Fan was still clean and fresh, and even had a sense of transparency under the light.Perhaps the person who sorted out the body was also very sorry that such a beautiful young man died so early, so he sorted out for him very peacefully on the last journey. From the perspective of Wen Jing, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing the smile that might be hallucination, Wen Jing really remembered Meng Fan's appearance.After all, it was a very sorry thing to recall his appearance before his death in the face of a lifeless face. Wen Jing bowed lightly, and put Bai Ju next to him, while Su Su cried for a while.

Coming out of the mourning room, the bright sunlight made it hard to keep your eyes open.Wen Jing sat beside the haggard Susu, and Jiao Lei discussed with a few boys where to have lunch, some said Sichuan cuisine, some said Cantonese cuisine, it seemed like another party. The dead are gone, the living will continue to live, and the real or vague memories will eventually be burnt to ashes. Life is nothing more than that, and Wen Jing suddenly feels that it is meaningless for her and Du Xiaofeng to compare the past. "Excuse me……" Wen Jing's thoughts were interrupted, Xiaolan stood behind them, bent slightly and said, "Are you Meng Fan's high school classmates?"

Wen Jing hurriedly stood up and said, "Yes, is there anything I can help you with?" Xiaolan shook her head and said, "No more, thank you for coming to see him off today." As she spoke, her eye circles turned red again. "We should, please be sorry." Wen Jing said. Xiaolan wiped her eyes and said: "Although it's not appropriate to ask this now, I still want to know that there is one thing he hasn't told me accurately, um...he won't tell me in the future, but I really like it." want to know..." Wen Jing listened to her carefully, Xiaolan was a little nervous, but it could be seen that she had made up her mind.

"Who was his first love girl? You... who was the one he liked at that time?" Wen Jing was stunned, Xiaolan raised her head, there was no trace of jealousy in her eyes, like a child waiting for the answer, looking at her devoutly. "This..." Wen Jing glanced at Susu, Susu lowered her eyes and said nothing, Wen Jing thought she should have nothing to be unhappy about, so she pointed at Susu and said, "Meng Fan liked her at that time. " Susu nodded to Xiaolan, Xiaolan smiled relievedly and said, "He must be very happy that you can come." Susu didn't expect her to say that, and explained a little embarrassedly: "I have nothing to do with him..."

"He likes you very much." Xiaolan pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "When we first got married, he told me that I would allow him to leave a place for you in my heart. And I'm jealous!" Susu blushed, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moist. "Were you all right then?" Xiaolan asked. "No." Susu said, "He never told me that he likes me, it's all from classmates." "It turned out to be unrequited love! It deserves it!" Xiaolan smiled and said, as if relieved, "He is a coward and never told you until his death. If I hadn't told you, his first love would have been completely ruined. The idiot should really thank me! Shouldn't he?"

Susu nodded tremblingly, and said with a sob: "Thank you!" "But if he's still alive, it's impossible for me to talk to you so casually..." Xiaolan covered her face and cried, standing between Wen Jing and Susu she looked very lonely, Susu stepped forward and hugged her gently.The early spring wind was still a little cold, bypassing them, and gently blowing the white paper flowers. Wen Jing stared blankly, she was moved by Meng Fan, so she felt even more uncomfortable. Why could he remember his first love until the end of his life, but her first love was lost when she was alive?