Chapter 434 Born in the Same Quilt, Died in the Same Hole

Looking at the high-flying flames, Xie Changfeng's face instantly turned pale. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Jiang Xuecheng stood beside Xie Changfeng. Seeing the old man like this, he quickly stretched out his hand to support him.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Su Wan looked at Xie Changfeng worriedly, her red almond eyes full of concern.

It seems that since his grandmother left, Xie Changfeng's previous high-spirited spirit has declined, and his whole person has been shrouded in gloom, like a crumbling dead tree.

Hearing Su Wan's concerned words, Xie Changfeng turned around and shook his head slightly, indicating that Su Wan didn't need to worry.

"I'm fine..."

It doesn't look like anything is going on here...

Su Wan's heart felt sour, and her voice had a strong nasal tone: "Grandpa, you need to take care of yourself."

When Xie Changfeng heard this, he smiled weakly at her and said nothing.

Not long after, Lin Xuan's body was burned to ashes and put into an exquisite urn.

Xie Changfeng took the urn handed over by the staff, his eyes felt hot, and he finally shed tears uncontrollably.

This is his Lin Xuan...

Lin Xuan who has been kind all her life, Lin Xuan who believes in Buddhism, Lin Xuan who believes that good people will be rewarded...

In the end, it turned into such a small pile of dust...

Xie Changfeng felt intense pain in his heart and held the urn tightly in his arms, like a rare and priceless treasure.

When the juniors saw Xie Changfeng like this, they couldn't help but burst into tears. Their expressions were so painful that they couldn't contain themselves. They could only tell Xie Changfeng to take care of himself.

He was gone, Lin Xuan was gone, and she definitely didn't want to see Xie Changfeng in such pain.

It is completely meaningless for living people to just be immersed in sorrow and pain.

"Grandpa, grandma has rested in peace. Don't be too sad. We will stay with you in the future."

Su Wan held Xie Changfeng's hand, her wet red eyes focused 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 and wealthy he was during his lifetime, in the end, he was just burned into a handful of ashes, laid to rest in a small urn, and buried in a square inch of land.

There are so many things that people want in this life, such as wealth, glory, and fame, but in the end, what can they take away?

And when you become a piece of loess, the only people who can remember you are your relatives and close friends.

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The next day, the day of Lin Xuan's official funeral, there was a violent storm in S City.

Su Wan saw the gloomy weather outside and originally planned to ask Xie Changfeng if he wanted to postpone the funeral for a day, but Xie Changfeng had his own stubbornness and finally chose this day.

Lin Xuan's memorial service was more lively than Su Wan had imagined. A large, dark crowd stood inside and outside the mourning hall.

Not only the Lin family and the Xie family came, there were also many strangers who Su Wan couldn't name.

Lin Xuan loved children during her lifetime. She used to be a kindergarten teacher in City S, and also worked as a kindergarten director for a period of time. However, she later found a health problem and resigned.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, many people still remember the kind Teacher Lin back then!

The citizens of S city who had been taught by Lin Xuan heard about the tragic shooting the day before yesterday. After hearing the news, they came together to express their condolences to Lin Xuan and pay their last respects to the old man.

There are many white wreaths placed in the mourning hall. The center of the wreath has a square and square word "Dian" written on it, which looks solemn and solemn.

Xie Changfeng stood at the front in white mourning clothes. His old eyes were full of pain, and he carefully held Lin Xuan's portrait in his hands.

Lin Xuan is smiling slightly 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 the black and white photos of Lin Xuan in mourning. Some even said a few words to Xie Changfeng after presenting white flowers.

"Teacher Lin is a good person, she will definitely reach bliss soon!"

"Professor Xie, people cannot be resurrected after death. My condolences."

"Professor Xie, my condolences, please take care of yourself."

"Thank you, thank you for your concern."

Xie Changfeng nodded. Seeing so many citizens of City S coming to the mourning hall to mourn Lin Xuan, he was not only filled with emotion but also happy.

Maybe choosing a career as a teacher is both bitter and sweet, but in the end, when I think about it, I have no regrets.

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After the citizens paid their condolences, they left one after another.

Relatives and friends of the Xie family and the Lin family all drove to Beiling Cemetery, where Lin Xuan would eventually rest.

The sky is getting darker and darker. Although it is noon, dark clouds invade the entire sky, making people feel depressed unconsciously.

There wasn't much light visible everywhere, and the entire S city seemed to be in the twilight of doomsday as if it had been subjected to special effects.

The raindrops fell one after another, and the dense raindrops hit the car window glass, and finally rolled down the car window and fell under the wheels, splashing heavily.

Su Wan's long black hair had long been tied up. She was dressed in plain mourning clothes, and the contrast between black and white looked particularly bright.

She blinked her eyes and stared blankly at the pouring raindrops 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 her grandmother's death, so it rained so heavily...

After arriving at the destination, Jiang Xuecheng got out of the car first. He opened Su Wan's car door and used a big black umbrella to hold her out of the clear sky.

Raindrops flew in with the wind, and soon, Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng's clothes were still wet from the rain.

Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng followed Xie Changfeng and walked slowly up the steps.

The pouring rain washed away the long stone steps, and the sky was dark, making the cemetery seem quiet and cold, making the atmosphere even more sad.

The place where Lin Xuan was buried was arranged many years ago. It was right next to Su Wan's parents. A hundred years later, Xie Changfeng would be buried with Lin Xuan in Beiling Cemetery.

Live in the same quilt, die in the same hole.

Is this considered the most life-or-death romance between husband and wife?

Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng stood in front of Lin Xuan's tombstone and began to worship silently.

Su Wan looked at the black and white photo in front of the tombstone. Lin Xuan's face was still so kind and approachable.

Su Wan's pale lips moved, and her dry eyes turned a bit red again.

Grandma really left her like this, forever and ever...

"Wanwan, here it is."

Jiang Xuecheng softly called Su Wan's name, then stretched out his hand and handed her a bouquet of small white daisies.

Su Wan took a deep breath and planted the bunch of daisies. Then she slowly bent down and placed the daisies in front of Lin Xuan's tombstone.

I hope grandma is in heaven and her soul rests in peace...