When Fang Yan woke up, she was already in her empty house, on her mother's bed. She jumped out of bed. There were two straw mats wrapped around two people in the middle of the room. They were her mother and brother.
Shortie was also there, along with a few villagers. They were discussing how to bury the two people on the ground. Fang Yan definitely couldn't do it alone. They wanted to help this poor girl. Fang Yan opened the straw mat. Fang Jie's face was already extremely purple. There was a pool of water on the ground. Someone had forced the water out of his abdominal cavity. However, he still looked bloated.
"I don't need your help. You can leave now.”Fang Yan coldly rejected his neighbor.
One of the neighbors was about to speak when Fang Yan shouted," I told you to get out, did you hear me?!"”His voice pierced through everyone's eardrums. A few neighbors sighed and walked out.
"You go too." She gently caressed Fang Jie's face and said coldly.
Shortie, who was standing beside him, said," I'm your man. I'm not leaving."”
"From now on, you're not. Get lost!”Fang Yan gently stroked Fang Jie's hair and coldly shouted.
Shortie seemed to have suffered great humiliation and roared fiercely,"You cheap bitch, I don't care!"”
"I told you to leave!" Fang Yan stood up and pushed Shortie with all his might. She hated this man, this useless man. He was a man who despised her when she needed him the most. He was not worth marrying at all! She did not want to see him for even a second. Only now did she realize how much she hated this man!
Shortie left while cursing," You b * tch, you deserve to have your family destroyed!”It was this sentence that completely made Fang Yan's gratitude for him disappear! It turned out that he didn't really want to marry her. She was just a slut in his eyes! Fortunately, she had never liked him!
Fang Yansheng started a fire and boiled a pot of hot water. He first cleaned Fang Jie's body and changed into the clothes that he usually could not bear to wear. She dried his hair with a dry towel. After the hot water bath, Fang Jie's body softened a little and was not as stiff. However, his face was sallow and had long lost its usual vigor. Fang Yan did not shed a single tear from the time she scrubbed until the end.
He boiled a pot of water and helped Mother Fang clean herself up and change into clean clothes. When she opened the door, there was a small cart at the door. It was the cart that the villagers had brought to fetch Fang Jie and Mother Fang in the afternoon. Thinking that Fang Yan could use it, he did not push it away.
Fang Yan pushed the cart into the house and went upstairs to change his clothes. She went downstairs and carried Fang Jie and Mrs. Fang onto the cart. He took the axe and hoe at the door. He pushed the cart up the mountain.
When they reached the mountain, the sky was already dark. The cold wind blew, like a knife cutting into one's face. There was a hint of snow, and the full moon hung high in the sky.
Fang Yan first cut down a few pine trees with an axe. Next to Father Fang's grave, she began to dig a grave pit with a hoe. She seemed to have endless strength. She kept digging the grave, her clothes soaked in sweat. She did not stop. He dug hard into the hard ground.
When the two graves were dug, she placed Fang Jie in the grave beside her father's. He dug up the soil and buried it, then used an axe to cut the pine tree into a tombstone and carved the word "Fang Jie" on it.
He placed Mrs. Fang in another grave and dug up the soil to fill it. They piled up a grave and carved a tombstone out of a pine tree. She wrote the word "Mom" on it.
Fang Yan looked at the two new graves in front of him in a daze. The people who were still alive yesterday were already lying quietly in the soil today. She reached out to touch the two tombstones and muttered to herself,"Wait for me."”
In the mountains in winter, the cold wind blew and the moonlight was bright. Fang Yan did not feel a trace of coldness, even though her face was already covered in sweat. Her eyes were empty as she stared at the grave in front of her. Scenes of Fang Jie's smile and Mother Fang's illness surfaced in her mind.
The person who had been fine a few days ago was suddenly gone. The person who could have been with her for the rest of her life was suddenly lying in this cold underground! She wanted to hate, but she didn't know who to hate. She wanted to cry, but her tears had already dried up during the day. She wanted to shout, but she couldn't make a sound. There were only the sounds of unknown animals in the mountains. Normally, she would have been scared to death, but at this moment, she was not afraid of anything. She did not hear anything. She was so quiet that it was as if she had no sound or breath. She only stared at the grave in front of her.
If she had someone to rely on, if Fang Jie was not dead, if the person who died was herself. If Fang Jie and Mother Fang were alive, she would be the only one who would die. She would die without hesitation! However, it had to be Fang Jie and Mother Fang, the last two relatives in this world! The two people she valued more than her own life were dead! She did not even know how Fang Jie died!
She sobbed in grief and indignation, but there were no tears. It was so painful that her heart was numb from the cold. The wind whistled by her ears, but she did not seem to hear it. Despair was greater than death. That was how she looked now. It was boundless despair. All the fantasies of the past had become bubbles! There was only despair from the beginning to the end. What could make a person feel like a walking corpse more than despair? Her heart was already dead, her tears had run out, leaving only boundless despair! There were no ifs, no possibilities, and no maybes! Her world suddenly collapsed, and she no longer had any support!
The cold wind blew, causing the trees in the mountains to sway. She seemed to have lost her hearing, her sight, and her temperature. He could not hear anything, could not see anything, and could not feel the bone-chilling cold. She was like a snowman, motionless. Her eyes had lost their focus and were only staring at the new grave in front of her. It was the only way she could feel that Fang Jie was still by her side, that Mother Fang was there, and that their family was together! Only in this way, only in this way, could she feel something. It felt like she was still alive.
She maintained this position for a long time, so long that she could no longer feel her feet. Suddenly, snowflakes floated from the sky and fell sparsely. However, Fang Yan did not seem to see anything. She crawled to the middle of the two new graves, curled up, and lay down in the direction of Fang Jie's grave.
She opened her eyes and placed one hand on Fang Jie's grave. She stared at it quietly. In fact, her gaze was empty and had no focus.
It had not snowed for decades on the Thousand-Year Lake, but it was snowing tonight. Although it was not big, it was enough to cover Fang Yan. She slowly closed her eyes. She thought that she was already dead, or that she would be able to see Fang Jie! Perhaps this way, the family could be reunited! Perhaps such a family would never be separated again!
Heavy snow covered the entire mountain range, including the two new graves. The new soil was buried without a trace.
Fang Yan was woken up by the snow. She had been curled up in the middle of the two graves and had lost consciousness. Perhaps she was too tired, or perhaps she had hypnotized herself to " die." When she finally woke up, her entire body was covered in snow. Only the bright moon was left in the sky, illuminating the entire mountain range in a vast expanse of whiteness. Only a few sparse trees were left.
She stood up and walked to the two graves. She stood there quietly for a while.
She turned around and disappeared into the snowy night. Her figure became smaller and smaller until she finally disappeared.
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