fall in love with ghosts

Chapter 19

Early the next morning, I changed into plain clothes, bought a bouquet of flowers at a flower shop, and rushed to the cemetery with He Yiran. Sure enough, when we got there, we saw three people standing in front of his tomb from a distance. , the backs looked so sad, I saw a middle-aged couple wiping tears facing the tombstone, and beside them stood a young woman in a long black dress, supporting the crying woman A middle-aged woman who is about to fall to her knees.

"The pair of middle-aged people should be your parents." I said softly to He Yiran who was beside me, but he just looked at the three people with sad eyes and didn't say a word.

After a while, the couple took the same car and left first. After the young woman sent them away, she returned to He Yiran's grave and stood quietly. So I said to the boy beside me: "Also, you wait here for me, and I'll go talk to her."

He Yiran looked at me and nodded silently. I smiled at him with a comforting expression, and then walked to the side of the young girl. She was still staring blankly at the portrait on the tombstone of He Yiran. In the photo, the The young man like water shows a clear and touching smile, and people can't help but be infected by his beautiful smile after seeing it.

"Hello." Hearing my voice, the girl came back to her senses and looked at me. Because she felt strange, she showed a little doubt, so I hurriedly explained to her, "Oh, I am Yiran's friend, My name is Yang Fan."

"It's Yiran's friend, hello." The girl smiled slightly, and said in a somewhat unexpected tone, "He has been gone for a few years, and there are still friends who miss him. Glad."

"You are?" I want to know more now, who is this woman.

"I am Yiran's older sister, He Yunjie." It turned out that He Yiran also had an older sister. I was a little surprised, but I still smiled back at her, then bent down and placed the bouquet in my hand in front of the grave.Also, don't lovers always send flowers?Now, even if I am showing love to you... I meditate in my heart, He Yiran who is standing not far away must be able to hear my heartfelt voice.

"Can I call you Yun Jie directly?" After putting down the bouquet, I straightened up and asked the girl in front of me, seeing her nodded with a slight smile, I made a request to her, "Yun Jie, I miss you so much , so, can I take the liberty to visit your house, I want to mourn him well. "

He Yunjie was obviously a little surprised when he heard my request, but she didn't refuse me, let me get in her car, and drove me towards her house. Sitting in the back seat of the car, I whispered to my side He Yiran made a mouth shape: "She is your sister."

What I said made He Yiran's expression froze, and he stared at the woman's back for a long time with trance eyes. Tears as bright as rose juice flowed down, slid down his cheeks, and turned into nothingness the moment he landed...

In the car, I asked He Yunjie about Yiran's death, but she remained silent for a long time, as if she didn't want to tell me the details. She only said that he had an accident, so she didn't want to talk about it anymore, maybe because she didn't want to recall That sad past.

Under the guidance of He Yunjie, I walked into the place where the man I loved once lived. He Yiran followed behind me, looking around this ordinary but very clean and tidy house, as if trying to remember something.

"Yun Jie, are uncles and aunts at home?"

"Every time they came back to commemorate Yiran, they would chat for a long time in the bedroom, talking about those past events about Yiran." After hearing what my sister said, He Yiran disappeared behind me in an instant, and I knew that he must be where his parents were at the moment In that bedroom, quietly watching them.

"Yang Fan." Seeing that I was a little dazed, He Yunjie signaled me to enter another room, "This is my brother's room, and it has been kept as it was before he was alive. My mother said that everything in the room must remain intact. Keep it alive."

I slowly looked around this small room, afraid of missing any details, the wardrobe with comic posters, the single bed with clean white sheets, the bookshelves neatly filled with all kinds of books, and There are some models of cartoon characters, and on the windowsill, a pot of light green mint grass exudes an elegant fragrance.

"Look, this is what Yiran looked like when he was a child, isn't he cute?" He Yunjie said while picking up a photo frame from the desk and showing it to me. I saw the little boy in the photo, who was porcelain white and handsome. It is pink and tender, like a big doll, with a round and fleshy face, a pair of big black eyes that are piercing, and is as delicate as a girl.

Then, He Yunjie picked up another photo frame and handed it to me, telling me that it was also taken when I was in high school.In the photo, he is wearing a school uniform and standing on the playground with a basketball in his arms. He has faded away from his immaturity, and he has become a lot more boyish. He has a tall and stretched figure, with short, crisp hair, and his cheeks are as delicate as white jade porcelain, and his eyebrows are like Yuandai , the eyes are like autumn water, the outline of the eyes is as graceful as a crescent moon, and the corners of the eyes and the brows are showing the beauty of youth.

I looked at this picture and tried to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of my eyes, because when I thought of his dry and emaciated appearance, such a stark contrast made me so sad that I couldn't breathe.

"My younger brother is a cheerful and sunny child. He likes to laugh, make friends, exercise, skateboard, and travel with a camera. Although his grades are not good, he still likes to read." He Yunjie was quiet while recalling She told me that she could feel that in her eyes, her younger brother is a very energetic boy with many hobbies and a person who loves life, "Oh yes, for a while, he was also obsessed with play tennis."

"What? Playing tennis?" When I heard the word "playing tennis", a person—Zhong Can immediately appeared in my mind, and I suddenly felt uneasy in my heart, "Then do you know who he plays with?"

He Yunjie shook her head helplessly, sighed, and explained to me: "I don't know if you know him very well, but now that he's gone, there's nothing to hide, he never introduces his friends to The family knew each other, because his parents were very opposed to him dating men, and because of his homosexuality, I don’t know how many times he had quarreled with the family.”

I lowered my head and stared at the fresh and handsome young man in the photo, and gently touched his face with my fingers. Do you want to stay alone in Ran's room for a while? Just for a while."

He Yunjie hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, walked out of the room and closed the door, I sat on Yiran's bed, tears finally flowed down uncontrollably, because until this moment, I really understood his original appearance, but, too It's late, why didn't I get to know him earlier...

"Yang Fan..." At some point, He Yiran appeared in front of me, looking at my tearful appearance, as if he wanted to comfort me but didn't know how to speak.

"It's the same." But I smiled, although there were still tears in my eyes, "After listening to your sister's description of you, I found that I like you even more."

"For me, Yang Fan, you are my only one!" He Yiran suddenly knelt down in front of me, looked up at me with gratitude in his eyes, "Thank you for bringing me to see my family, if not You are with me, I am afraid I will never have the courage to visit them, today I finally saw them, and saw that they are living a good life, and one of my worries has been settled, so thank you for your kindness You did it, Yang Fan."

Saying goodbye to the Yea family, we left there.The next day at school, after the class ended, I just walked out of the teaching building, Qin Zimeng hurriedly caught up with me and asked: "I went to your house to look for you yesterday, but you are not here, where did you go?"

"Oh, yesterday was Yiran's death day. I went to the cemetery and met his family."

"Really?" Qin Zimeng was a little surprised, and complained to me, "Why didn't you say it earlier, so that I can mourn for Yiran."

Qin Zimeng's words made He Yiran smile at the side, and I also smiled and replied: "It's okay, I won't mind."

"Then, what should I do next? How can I investigate the cause of his death?" Qin Zimeng looked at me blankly. She might have thought that I had thought of some good idea, but in fact I didn't know what to do. who to ask.

"The only thing I know now is that Yiran died in an accident. No matter what the accident is, if you go to the news reports at that time, you may find something." I frowned and thought, "Yizhen has been dead for nearly four weeks. Years later, and his name can’t be found on the Internet, is it true that only the newspapers that were published at that time would have related reports?”

While I was thinking, a bright voice suddenly came from behind: "You are here! What are you two talking about?"

I turned around and saw Ye Jinchen walking towards us. I couldn't help thinking of the hug that Yiran borrowed his body to give me that night. After all, it was Ye Jinchen's body that hugged me, so seeing him again, I felt a little weird and scratched my head uncomfortably.

"Oh, Jinchen." Seeing Ye Jinchen approaching, Qin Zimeng waved to him and said, "We are worrying about something, Yang Fan and I are looking for old newspapers from four years ago, and we don't know where to go try to find."

"Why are you looking for old newspapers from four years ago?"

"Oh, that's right, a friend of mine died four years ago in an accident, but I don't know what happened until now, and I've always wanted to know the truth, so I wanted to look through the old papers to see if there was anything Clues." Seeing Ye Jinchen's puzzled expression, I explained to him.

"That's right, then you've found the right person." Ye Jinchen looked at me with a smile on his face after hearing this, "My uncle opened a old newspaper collection store, but he usually collects old newspapers for decades. The antique newspaper from before, four years ago, I can take you to find it."

"Really? That's great!" Qin Zimeng and I said in unison.

Ye Jinchen nodded, took the opportunity to go to Qin Zimeng's side and smiled, "Yang Fan, I'm not doing it for you, I'm only looking at Zimeng's face."

Ye Jinchen's words made Qin Zimeng smile shyly. Facing this pair of men and women who are in the budding stage of love, He Yiran and I also smiled at each other in unison.

But at this moment, although I was smiling on my face, I couldn't help feeling sour in my heart... If he was still there, how happy it would be for the four of us to be together!