Maybe I can't have normal youth

Chapter 99

The surrounding environment was something Zhao Baian had never seen before. The sky was overcast with light rain.

After looking around, she found that she seemed to be at a funeral where she didn’t know anyone...

When thinking about the funeral, Zhao Baian’s first reaction was that she would not come to Huang Han’s mother’s funeral, right?In fact, this was a place she was particularly unwilling to come to, and Xiao Huanghan's figure curled up in the corner was still flashing before her eyes.

But in fact nothing gave her much choice. This was indeed Huang Han's mother's funeral.

Not far away, the small figure of the young Huang Han appeared in Zhao Baian's vision just like that, but Zhao Baian did not seem to see too much sadness on her face.

At this time, Xiao Huanghan's face was full of peace, perhaps in the eyes of others, it was just that.But Zhao Baian understood how turbulent her heart was.Her biting lips, her fists still shaking hands, all showed Zhao Baian all this.

I have witnessed the death of my mother with my own eyes, and have not been blamed by him when only I and my father knew it. Perhaps this is a greater torture.If someone could grasp the measure and scold her vigorously, perhaps Xiao Huanghan could feel better in his heart.But some are just comfort and regret, which can only make her heart more uncomfortable.

The whole funeral process was full of silence, which is a very serious matter for everyone present.No one is laughing or playing around here, and no one is playing with mobile phones or making calls. All the corners of their mouths are downward.

Many people came to the funeral, and one by one came forward and bowed flowers.Xiao Huanghan also bowed to them one by one under the leadership of her father to show her gratitude.Although the middle-aged man did not shed tears like Xiao Huanghan, but when I saw him again this time, he always felt that he was much older than last time.

The face that was supposed to be a middle-aged man, but now it seems like he was returning after more than ten years. The skin on his face is dry and wrinkled, and there are many clearly visible white hair on his head.

Perhaps as the head of the family, it is not his turn to show his grief now.It is necessary to balance the relationship between oneself and the family, but also how to comfort one's daughter and other relatives.

After the funeral, nearly three hours have actually passed.Although a funeral is very different from a wedding, it is a heaven and an underground, but in terms of many cumbersome rules that need to be followed one by one, the two are very similar. Sometimes a funeral is even more troublesome than a wedding.In addition, it is still raining, which has a lot of influence on the funeral.

Zhao Baian just stood in the crowd and watched from a distance, until after the funeral was over, he came to Xiao Huanghan's side.

After the funeral, many people left here right away, each holding an umbrella, walking in groups in twos and threes.

Among this group of people, Zhao Baian found a woman who had already cried into tears. She was being supported by someone, and another girl was holding an umbrella for them.In this way, the three of them should be a family, and the man supporting the woman should be her husband. Perhaps this woman is Huang Han’s sister or close friend. The sadness and sadness on her face cannot be expressed at will. from.

It was a deep-seated pain, just like Xiao Huanghan's heart.However, the expressions of the two are naturally different. Xiao Huanghan expresses her self-blame in a silent silence, but this woman is more exposed, as if only in this way can her heart Not so sad in general.

"Huang Han." Zhao Baian walked to Xiao Huang Han's side and called her softly.

Xiao Huanghan didn't hold the umbrella, as if it was to let Zhao Baian find her.In fact, she was holding an umbrella at the beginning, maybe she didn’t want her father to spend any time worrying about it. After all, she still has a small black umbrella that has been soaked in rain and closed long ago. .

Now Xiao Huanghan didn't choose to ignore Zhao Baian because he didn't know him.However, Xiao Huanghan only looked at Zhao Bai'an and didn't speak. Through her eyes, Zhao Bai'an saw a black deep spring full of sadness.

Although Xiao Huanghan didn't pay attention to Zhao Baian, she didn't feel unhappy because of it.At this moment, she looked at the photo of the smiling woman on the tombstone, and an image of a teenage girl flashed before her eyes.

I have to say that Xiao Huanghan looks very similar to her mother. Although the old people say that their daughters are like fathers and sons are like mothers, the breath of Xiao Huanghan's body is more close to her mother.Especially those eyes are so vivid and beautiful.

"It's so beautiful..." Zhao Baian couldn't help but exclaimed.

I don’t know if it’s because of her admiration, Xiao Huanghan finally spoke to Zhao Bai’an: "Mom, she is the best-looking person in the world... blame me, if it weren’t for me, mom would be fine ."

"As long as I wasn't obsessed and wanted to wait in line for signing, my mother must still be with me now..."

In this way, Zhao Baian received Xiao Huanghan and poured out everything about her dissatisfaction with him, listening to her voice from choking to crying, watching her eyes filled with tears, and then poured on that already distorted. On the self-made face.

Xiao Huanghan's words have long since become fragmented, just like her people, Zhao Baian's heart has also become even more gripped.Zhao Baian is extremely unwilling to see Xiao Huanghan's sadness, but she really has no way to change anything.After all, time and the past are two things that humans cannot touch with their hands.

Zhao Baian listened to Xiao Huanghan's pouring, but said nothing.But just stay by her side, holding a black umbrella for her, waiting for the drizzle to leave.

If the moment Huang Han's mother left this world was like a storm for Xiao Huanghan, then the funeral today is a continuous rain.

I don't know when the drizzle has stopped, only then will Zhao Baian have the opportunity to do what she wants to do most.Zhao Baian wanted to hug Xiao Huang Han well, hug her hard, and drive away all the coldness and darkness around her.

After Zhao Baian felt Xiao Huanghan's trembling body gradually calmed down, he let go of her, held her shoulders, and looked at her seriously: "Huang Han, listen to me."

"I understand that losing your mother is a big blow to you, and I also understand that you think it is your fault. Maybe if you don't have fun, your mother will not leave this world, but you have to remember, Your mother is the person in the world who wants you to be happy every day."

"There is no pair of parents who want their children to be unhappy. They used to fight to make you have a better life. Now your dad is also choosing to be alone in order to prevent you from blaming yourself. Swallow all sorrows."

"Your mother absolutely doesn't want you to be sad because of this incident. She takes you out to play, doesn't she just want you to be happy? In fact, we all hope you can live a good and happy life."

"This is indeed a fact that cannot be changed. Mom is frozen at this moment, but there are endless possibilities for you in the future. Living a wonderful life is what your mom wants to see, isn't it?"

I don't know if it was because of Zhao Baian's words that Xiao Huanghan finally moved a little bit. She looked at Zhao Baian's eyes flashing, and her eyes became less black like ink.

Although the phrase "Mother waits for you" before Huang Han's mother left did not finally reach Xiao Huang Han's ears, everything was actually carried into Huang Han's entire life invisibly.

(End of this chapter)