Xia You Arbor: Looking to Heaven

Chapter 58 In this life, if you don't come, I won't grow old (2)
He felt as if he had returned to that summer again, the first time he met, he was holding on to the old wooden railing and walking down the stairs, when she heard the sound, she raised her head, looked at him, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled softly, Elegant and light.

So, he also smiled, slowly moved the corners of his mouth, looked at her gently, and smiled.

She said, "Hello, my name is Shu Yawang, you can call me sister Yawang."

That was the first thing she said to him, but he never called her sister, never...

Midnight,

in the quiet city,

Under the dim street lights,

Blood was everywhere, shocking.

In a five-star hotel not far from the incident, a delicate woman stood firmly in the lobby waiting for him to come back, waited for him to stand in front of her, then hugged him tightly and told him: "Xia Mu , I love you, I love you very much, I don’t pretend, I don’t force myself, I just love you.”

She thought, when he heard these words, he would definitely smile, and she would see that precious and gentle smile again.

The glass door of the hall opened and closed, closed and opened again, and strange faces passed by her eyes. She was impatient to wait, so she went outside the hotel to look around.Two ambulances drove past her, and the sound of sirens disturbed her. She frowned, inexplicably flustered.

The memory of being 22 years old flooded into her mind as if she couldn't suppress it. Her whole body couldn't stop trembling slightly. She took a few deep breaths and told herself not to think about it, it's okay, it's okay.

She fidgeted and paced back and forth at the entrance of the hotel, staring closely at the road in the distance. She waited for a long, long time until the distant sky was pale gray.She finally got it. It was a call from an unfamiliar number.She looked at the vibrating mobile phone, she didn't know why, she didn't dare to answer it, but in the end, she still answered it, the voice on the phone was cold, and the words she said were terrible.

"Hello, this is the People's Hospital of W City. Your friend Xia Mu was sent to our hospital at [-]:[-] am tonight. He was hit by a hard object several times in the brain, and the rescue failed. He was confirmed dead at [-]:[-] am. "

Shu Yawang held the phone and listened blankly, completely unresponsive, just maintaining the posture of holding the phone.She didn't cry, she didn't make trouble, she didn't hear, she didn't hear anything, she was just too tired to wait, so she had a dream, dreaming that a psychopath called her and said Xia Mu was dead.

How could Xia Mu die?

How many words does she want to tell him, how much love does she want to tell him, she wants to give him the first happiness in the world, the second best happiness in the world, and everything to him, she will do her best, love him as he loves her...

"Miss Shu, please come to the hospital now, there are some procedures..."

Shu Yawang hung up the phone in a hurry and took off the battery. She didn't want to listen, she didn't believe it!

She ran home in a panic, closed the door tightly, refused to answer any calls, ignored anyone's knock on the door, she didn't want to hear anyone talking about Xia Mu in front of her!
Bamboo shook her shoulders to calm her down, let her face it, and let her cry when she wanted to.

She refuses, she screams to get her out, she doesn't listen, she doesn't calm down don't be strong don't cry!Xia Mu is not dead!

Not dead not dead not dead not dead!

But, even if she didn't believe it, even if she didn't want to hear it, the facts are the facts, Xia Mu died, really died, he was lying in the cold morgue, covered with scars.

Two days later, Dad Shu pulled out Shu Yawang who was hiding in the rental house in W City, and asked her to give Xia Mu a ride.Shu Yawang screamed and resisted, she didn't want to go, she didn't want to go, she didn't want to go anywhere, she just stayed at home, where they used to cuddle happily, as long as she waited here, he would definitely return.

She doesn't believe that Xia Mu is dead, never!He was just angry with her, he left and went to America, he will come back, because she is here, so he will definitely come back, she knows, he loves her, he can't do without her.

Like she can't live without him.

Shu's father slapped her on the face, and shouted with tears: "If you don't go and see that child, why do you let him close his eyes?"

Shu Yawang covered her cheeks, knelt on the ground, and sat there blankly, expressionless.She bit her lip, trembling slightly, tears poured out desperately like a flood that opened the gate, and then she couldn't hold it back anymore, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Shu Yawang was supported by Shu's father and came to the mortuary of the city hospital, where she saw Xia Mu again.

With tears in his eyes, Shu Yawang staggered over, bent down slightly, and looked at him carefully.The child who rarely smiled in his life had a beautiful smile on his mouth after death.He seemed to be asleep, dreaming a beautiful dream, in which was the happiest thing he had ever experienced, and in the dream was the person he loved the most, and he lingered there, unwilling to wake up.

Raising her hand, gently stroking the scars on his face, rubbing the smile on his mouth, she looked at him, speechless, tears fell drop by drop.When she saw the kissing fish necklace on his neck, she finally couldn't help crying anymore. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, took off the kissing fish necklace around his neck, took down a small fish, and held it firmly. In the palm of his hand, he put the necklace on for him again, tears streaming down his face rapidly.

She held the fish in her hand and said: "Xia Mu, I will wear it, always wear it, wear it to old age, wear it to the grave, wear it to the next life."

"You have to wear it, always wear it, and wear it in your next life."

"We will definitely meet in the next life."

"At that time, I will definitely wait for you."

"At that time, I won't grow old if you don't come."

"At that time, you must not throw me away."

She took his hand, hooked his little finger lightly, looked at him, and cried, "It's a promise, it's a promise."

In the cold morgue, the woman clasped her temperatureless fingers tightly and wept softly, her sadness enveloped her like it seemed endless.

Two days later, Xia Mu's funeral was held in S City, the sky was very blue, the clouds were very light, and the weather was surprisingly good.

That day, not many people came, and Xia Mu's relatives and friends were not many.

That day, all the people lowered their heads and wept deeply.

(End of this chapter)