Ye Shaofeng called Peng Xiaofei. Tell him. Wang Yanhong is gone. Peng Xiaofei was lying in the hotel at the time. Holding the car sales lady in her arms. Miss Handcar who is very loud. Thighs. There are still traces of the liquid that last night's passion was spewing out. Touch it. It's a bit awkward. Inside the quilt. It smells like it all the time.

Since meeting at 4S. Peng Xiaofei has been sleeping with this woman for several nights. Other words. Peng Xiaofei hasn't been back to his home for several days.

Peng Xiaofei smiled in a daze and said, "It's nothing. Nothing left. It's a big morning. Why did you mention her to me? Brother Feng. No, you're going to sleep with her."

"You're coming to the hospital right now. Provincial Hospital." Ye Shaofeng scolded angrily.

Ye Shaofeng hung up the phone. Peng Xiaofei is still confused. Put down the phone. Get dressed. Drove the Land Rover Lansheng Sport. Rushed to the hospital. And then. He got it. Wang Yanhong is dead.

Compassion comes from the heart. Peng Xiaofei was a little sad. After all, it's a woman who has slept with herself. a few days ago. They also went to the clouds and rain together in the same bed. And now. But she alone will go westward alone. Huangquan Road. Too far away. After crossing the bridge, you have to walk for 7749 days before you can ferry. All the way. Maybe it's a little calmer than the red dust. I don't know when Bright Red is on the road. There is no full meal. Have you drunk enough water. Do you miss these people in the red dust? She took nothing with her. But he left too much material for his sister. Money. Of course, there is also pathos.

Wang Yanhong's memorial service was very decent. Provincial Television Station. It's a TV station. Even some celebrities are coming. One by one, their faces were heavy. Bow your head and be silent. But. The one who cries the hardest. Or his sister. Although there are many people who come. But relatives. Only Wang Yanli is the only one. She never stopped crying. Until the burial three days later. Wang Yanli is still crying. It hurts to cry.

The crowd dispersed. Wang Yanli is left alone. Alone. From now on. There is no sister's shelter from the wind and rain. She was left alone. There are still many unknowns waiting for him to crack. And how much more suffering. Waiting for her to taste. She even wanted to go to Huangquan with her sister. But. She didn't have that courage. Death. Not an easy thing to do. It also takes a lot of courage.

Ye Shaofeng walked over. Wang Yanli hugged Ye Shaofeng. Hold on to it. It's like a dying man on a cliff. Hold on to the last straw. Ye Shaofeng also hugged her. Said: "I promise your sister. Take good care of you. Your sister is gone though. But. You still have my brother. Later. Will take over your sister's class. For you. Shelter from the wind and rain. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid."

"Brother Shaofeng. Brother Shaofeng. Brother Shaofeng. I miss my sister so much. I miss her so much......"

It is impossible for a person to come back to life after death. Missing the dead. It's an incredibly painful thing. It's useless to think about. Think. It's going to add to the pain.

Wang Yanhong left her own house to Wang Yanli. More than 160 square meters. Very large. But. Wang Yanli lives here. I've been thinking about my sister. Said to Ye Shaofeng: "Brother Shaofeng. I don't want to stay here. Everything here reminds me of my sister. I want to buy a house."

"Bought where you live."

"Go back to my rental house." Wang Yanli said......