Chapter 145 Hua Xiaocan’s Memorial Service

There is a song that sings "Missing is a disease", and now Huo Tingyan's missing Song Huashan is like the spread of cancer cells, until it reaches every part of his body.

From spring to winter, until all new things passed through the process from death to life, he still missed Song Huashan.

"Dong dong..."

"Come in." Huo Tingyan didn't raise his head, still doing the work at hand.

"President, I have your invitation letter." The secretary walked to his desk and said.

"Yeah." He still didn't look up, he seemed very busy.

"President, this seems to be an invitation letter to a memorial service." The secretary said hesitantly.

At this time, Huo Tingyan suddenly raised his head and looked at the all-black letter in the secretary's hand.

He suddenly took it over and hurriedly opened it.

Impossible, impossible, impossible...

The secretary looked at him with a worried look on her face. The president was usually cautious, but he was just not good at talking.

When Huo Tingyan saw that line of handwriting, his mood suddenly changed from tense to relaxed, but then he began to feel melancholy again. The two people had not seen each other for about a year, and when they met again, they still needed

this form.

"Secretary Wang, please go out first. I'll call you if I need anything." Huo Tingyan laid the letter flat on the table, with indescribable fatigue on his face. He leaned on the leather chair and spoke softly.

"Well," the secretary glanced at him worriedly, but finally left without saying anything more.

Hua Xiaocan has not heard her voice in his ears embarrassing him for Song Huashan for a long time. Now he wants to hear it, but he can't hear it anymore. If there is any chance, she will definitely scold herself for Song Huashan.

Dayton.

Huo Tingyan sat up straight, feeling suddenly depressed. "Missing Song Huashan" was like a knife cutting his heart, drawing blood. He protected his chest tightly with his hands and curled up.

.

Song Huashan, where are you?

The sun was shining brightly, and the birds were chirping happily. Today seemed like a good day for traveling, but it was replaced by a dark crowd.

Huo Tingyan raised his head and covered his eyes with his hands, but the sun was still dazzling. Such a good day turned into the day when Hua Xiaocan was buried.

He showed his invitation letter to the person guarding the door and walked in on his own. There were many people coming to the memorial service, but as far as he could see, most of them were people from the Xiang family.

Before he had even taken two steps, he saw Xiang Kaifeng holding a little girl. Like the little girl, he was wearing black clothes.

Huo Tingyan walked over and said, "Long time no see."

Xiang Kaifeng tried his best to purse his lips, but he didn't smile in the end. His temples were a little gray, his eyebands were dark and heavy, and his eyes looked increasingly lackluster.

"Call uncle." Xiang Kaifeng said to the little girl in his arms.

The little girl glanced at Huo Tingyan with some shrinking, then turned around and lay on Xiang Kaifeng's body. The injury on Huo Tingyan's face must have frightened her, but she was still strong and did not cry.

"Is this your daughter?" Huo Tingyan asked.

Xiang Kaifeng gave him a faint smile this time, as if this daughter made him feel very happy.

"After Xu Jianfei was hospitalized, I took her to the United States. Her symptoms were not very obvious at first. But then she came to the United States, probably because she no longer had any worries in her heart, and the disease suddenly struck. Those

Over the days, she suffered from illness and pregnancy. I wanted to persuade her to abort the child, but she said that she hoped that someone would take care of me for her in the future..." Xiang Kaifeng hugged her tightly again

daughter.

Huo Tingyan tried hard to control and suppress his explosive emotions. Song Huashan, why haven't you come back yet? Don't you want to see the last side of Hua Xiaocan?

"Hua Xiaocan, after I got to know her, I feel proud of every minute. She fought for our children for a whole year. Now that she has left me and is no longer sick, I am proud of her.

She feels very happy." Xiang Kaifeng tried his best to smile again, but it was so difficult.

Huo Tingyan reached out and patted his shoulder, "You must live happily with your daughter. When Song Huashan comes back, let her be the child's godmother. Xiaocan will be very happy." His eyes became red.

, he said this out of nowhere, as if he knew Song Huashan would come back.

"Nuan Nuan, did you hear what uncle said? Aunt Huashan will be your godmother." Xiang Kaifeng said to his daughter.

At this time, Xiao Nuannuan got up and held Xiang Kaifeng's face with both hands, "Dad... don't cry." The little man gently wiped Xiang Kaifeng's tears with his little hands and saw that

At this scene, Huo Tingyan could no longer control her tears.

A man doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.

Xiang Kaifeng is actually happy. Although Hua Xiaocan left, the two of them stayed together during her pregnancy, and finally left him with a cute and beautiful little daughter. At least there was still someone accompanying him, unlike

I just live in memories all day long.

Huo Tingyan lowered his head. He should have persuaded him. Xiang Kaifeng must have already known and could foresee his death. For him, there should be no difficulty now. In the remaining days, he still has Hua Xiaocan left to him.

His full happiness.

"Okay, Ting Yan is going to the cemetery now, and I want to see her off for the last time." Xiang Kaifeng seemed to cheer up and tried to sound relaxed when he spoke.

Huo Tingyan nodded, and he silently applauded Xiang Kaifeng's bravery in his heart. If that person was himself, Huo Tingyan would not have the courage.

The group of people arrived at the cemetery in a mighty manner, and everything became quiet except for the breeze that passed by from time to time.

Xiao Nuannuan hugged Xiang Kaifeng's neck tightly. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the slowly falling crystal coffin. Her eyes were full of curiosity and doubt. For a one-year-old

For children, this is the happiest time.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads, including Huo Tingyan and Xiang Kaifeng.

Not far away, a woman dressed in snow-white clothes with long black hair appeared, looking aloof and cold.

Song Huashan walked slowly towards the crowd, her face was more calm.

When he saw Song Huashan, the expression on Huo Tingyan's face froze, and his hands couldn't help but tremble. The person he thought about day and night suddenly appeared on this occasion, and all his love words and all his longings were all gone.

Forgot, only looking at her dreamily.

"Kaifeng, I'm late." Song Huashan came to Xiang Kaifeng's side, with sadness on her face.

Xiang Kaifeng lowered his head and said nothing, but Xiao Nuannuan opened his arms and said, "Auntie." Her childish voice sounded particularly beautiful at this time.

After hearing the warm voice, Song Huashan's tears fell down.

"Auntie, go see your mommy. Auntie will take you away later." Song Huashan walked straight to the crystal coffin.

Hua Xiaocan was lying peacefully inside, which was a rare quiet look for her. Seeing Song Huashan's appearance, the others did not urge her, but just allowed her to say their final goodbyes to the body.

"Hua Xiaocan, I'm sorry. I didn't say the last words to you again, I didn't let you see my appearance again, and I didn't see you all well again. Please forgive me. Song Huashan is living a very good life now. Since high school

, to college, and then to our respective jobs, you have always protected me and cared for me like a big sister. I have always owed you a lot, and I always look for opportunities to make up for it, but what I do is insignificant.

"Song Huashan's fingers caressed the crystal coffin.

"If possible, I hope that the person lying inside is me, not you. Hua Xiaocan, your happiness has just blossomed and bear fruit, but it stopped abruptly when it reached the most touching moment. I hate God for being blind,

I hate God for not understanding Fengqing. Hua Xiaocan, if you can hear my words again, I hope you can wait for me. We will still be good sisters in the next life, let me take care of you." Song Huashan's tears flowed down,

Her hands were on the crystal coffin, and then she knelt down in front of the coffin.

"Miss, Miss, how are you?" Looking at Song Huashan who was lying half in front of the coffin, others rushed up to her.

When Huo Tingyan saw this situation, he rushed over and hugged her, "Hua Shan, Hua Shan, how are you?"

Xiang Kaifeng stood in the distance, holding his daughter and watching all this. He didn't speak or move, he just cried quietly. He said he had forgotten, he said he had forgotten, but as soon as he closed his eyes, Hua

Xiaocan's voice and smile will still appear in front of him as before. A beloved person, a person whom he loves to the bone, how much pain does it take to forget!

"Sir, please hold this lady and leave first. We are going to prepare a small burial." This was said to Huo Tingyan.

He looked down at Song Huashan, who was still crying in his arms. Huo Tingyan nodded and carried her out of the crowd.

Xiang Kaifeng held his daughter and walked to the crystal coffin, "Nuan Nuan, give your mommy a rose." He put the flower into Nuan Nuan's hand.

Xiao Nuannuan seemed a little confused. She looked at him and then at Hua Xiaocan in the crystal coffin.

Everyone else was waiting for Xiao Nuannuan, but at this moment, Xiao Nuannuan suddenly burst into tears, "Mommy, Mommy..."

Xiang Kaifeng didn't realize that his daughter would start crying at this time, so he quickly asked someone to take her away.

"Mommy, Mommy..." Hoarse voices filled everyone's ears with grief.

Xiang Kaifeng could no longer control himself, lying on the crystal coffin and crying like a woman.

The two servants took Xiao Nuannuan away in a hurry. Seeing Xiang Kaifeng crying, everyone else couldn't help but secretly wiped away their tears.

Hearing Xiang Kaifeng's cry, Song Huashan suddenly opened her eyes, "Xiao Can, Xiao Can..." Her voice was intermittent. After crying for a while, she fainted again.

The funeral was finally held an hour later. Xiang Kaifeng cried until he collapsed and was taken away by the servants, so that everything could be completed as usual. Hua Xiaocan was a carefree person who occasionally had a short temper. She felt sorry for Song Huashan more than for her own little one.

woman.

In this bright spring, I am completely isolated from the world with my last bit of fascination with the world.

Her departure does not mean the end, but a new beginning. Xiang Kaifeng couldn't bear the pain of her death and fainted many times. Xiao Nuannuan also suddenly felt that an important mother was missing from her side.

, also crying and calling for his own mommy.
To be continued...