Looking at the rising flames, Xie Changfeng's face turned paler in an instant. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Jiang Xuecheng was standing beside Xie Changfeng. Seeing the old man like this, he suddenly reached out and supported him.
"Grandpa, are you okay?"
Su Wan looked at Xie Changfeng worriedly, her red almond eyes full of concern.
It seemed that since his grandmother passed away, Xie Changfeng's former high-spirited spirit had decayed, and his entire body was shrouded in gloom, like a crumbling dead tree.
Hearing Su Wan's caring words, Xie Changfeng turned around, shook his head slightly, and signaled Su Wan not to worry.
"I'm fine..."
This doesn't look like everything is alright...
Su Wan's heart ached, and her voice had a strong nasal tone: "Grandpa, you must take care of yourself."
Hearing this, Xie Changfeng smiled weakly at her and said nothing.
Not long after, Lin Xuan's body was completely burned to ashes and placed in an exquisite urn.
Xie Changfeng took the urn handed to him by the staff, his eyes became hot and he finally couldn't hold back his tears.
This is his Lin Xuan...
Lin Xuan, who has been kind all her life, Lin Xuan, who believes in Buddhism, and Lin Xuan, who believes that good people will be rewarded...
In the end, it turned into a small pile of dust...
Xie Changfeng felt a sharp pain in his heart and held the urn tightly in his arms, as if it were a rare and priceless treasure.
When the younger generations saw Xie Changfeng like this, they couldn't help but burst into tears. Their expressions were so sad that they could hardly control themselves. They could only ask Xie Changfeng to take care of himself.
The person is gone, Lin Xuan has left, and she certainly doesn't want to see Xie Changfeng in such pain.
There is no point in living if one is just immersed in sadness and pain.
"Grandpa, grandma has rested in peace. Don't be too sad. We will always be with you in the future."
Su Wan supported Xie Changfeng's hand, her wet and red eyes fixed on the urn in Xie Changfeng's hand.
I hope that in heaven, grandma can be happy and find her true peace.
No matter how glorious or wealthy one was during his lifetime, in the end, he would be nothing more than burned into a handful of ashes, resting in a small urn, and buried in a small piece of land.
There are so many things that people want in their life, such as wealth, glory, and fame, but in the end, what can they take away
And when you turn into a handful of dust, the only ones who can remember you are your relatives and close friends.
…
On the second day, which was the day of Lin Xuan's official funeral, a violent storm hit S City.
Seeing the gloomy weather outside, Su Wan originally planned to ask Xie Changfeng if he wanted to postpone the funeral for one day, but Xie Changfeng was stubborn and finally chose this day.
Lin Xuan's memorial service was more lively than Su Wan had imagined. There was a huge crowd of people standing inside and outside the mourning hall.
Not only people from the Lin family and the Xie family came, but also many strangers whose names Su Wan couldn't remember.
Lin Xuan loved children very much during her lifetime. She used to be a kindergarten teacher in S City and had even been the principal of a kindergarten for a period of time. However, she later found out that she had health problems and resigned from her job.
I didn’t expect that after so many years, there are still many people who still remember the kind teacher Lin!
The citizens of S City who had been taught by Lin Xuan heard about the shooting tragedy the day before yesterday and came together to pay their respects to Lin Xuan, bidding farewell to the old woman.
There were many white wreaths placed in the mourning hall. In the center of the wreath, there was a square word "甸" written on it, which looked solemn and grand.
Xie Changfeng stood at the front in white mourning clothes, his old eyes full of grief, and he carefully held Lin Xuan's portrait in his hands.
Lin Xuan is smiling in the portrait. Although it is only in black and white, the old man in the photo is still so kind and touching.
Relatives and friends came forward in order and bowed to Lin Xuan's black and white portrait to mourn. Some of them presented white flowers and said a few words to Xie Changfeng.
"Teacher Lin is a good person. She will definitely reach heaven soon!"
"Thank you, Professor. The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."
"Thank you, Professor. I am deeply sorry for the loss. Please take good care of yourself."
"Thank you, thank you for your concern."
Xie Changfeng nodded. Seeing so many citizens from City S coming to the mourning hall to mourn Lin Xuan, he felt not only emotional but also more relieved.
Maybe choosing the profession of teacher has its ups and downs, but when you think about it in the end, you will have no regrets.
…
After the citizens finished their condolences, they left one after another.
The relatives and friends of the Xie family and the Lin family all drove to Beiling Cemetery, which is also where Lin Xuan will eventually be buried.
The sky was getting darker and darker. Although it was noon, dark clouds covered the entire sky, making people feel depressed unconsciously.
There was hardly any light anywhere, and the entire city of S seemed to be in the dusk of doomsday, as if it had been hit by special effects.
Raindrops fell one after another, dense raindrops hit the car window glass, and finally rolled down the window to under the wheels, splashing heavy water.
Su Wan's long black hair had been tied up early, and she was wearing plain mourning clothes, the contrast between black and white looked particularly vivid.
She blinked and stared at the pouring rain outside the car window, her eyes full of sadness.
The rain is so heavy, there are endless raindrops...
Su Wan subconsciously felt that God was also sad about the death of his grandmother, which was why it rained so heavily...
After arriving at the destination, Jiang Xuecheng got out of the car first. He opened the door on Su Wan's side and used a big black umbrella to create a clear sky for her.
Raindrops flew in obliquely with the wind, and soon, Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng's clothes were wet by the rain.
Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng followed Xie Changfeng and walked slowly up the stairs.
The heavy rain washed the long stone steps. The sky was dark, making the cemetery quiet and cold, and the atmosphere even more sad.
Lin Xuan's burial place was arranged many years ago, right next to Su Wan's parents. A hundred years later, Xie Changfeng will also be buried together with Lin Xuan and rest in peace in Beiling Cemetery.
Living in the same bed, dying in the same grave.
Is this the most everlasting romance between husband and wife
Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng stood in front of Lin Xuan's tombstone and began to pay their respects silently.
Su Wan looked at the black and white photo in front of the tombstone. Lin Xuan's face was in it, still as kind and amiable as ever.
Su Wan's pale lips moved, and her dry eyes were once again moist and red.
Grandma really left her like this, forever and ever...
"Wanwan, here you go."
Jiang Xuecheng called Su Wan's name softly, then stretched out his hand and handed her a bunch of plain white daisies.
Su Wan took a deep breath, picked up the bunch of daisies, then slowly bent down and placed the daisies in her hand in front of Lin Xuan's tombstone.
I hope grandma’s soul can rest in peace in heaven…
(End of this chapter)