The ending of Qiong Yao's novel & gt

Aunt Xue and Wei's smuggling case were finally pronounced. Wei was sentenced to 15 years in prison. Aunt Xue used it for seven years, and the smuggled goods were confiscated. When the case was decided, it was already the middle of 1 1 month. I don't know the whereabouts of second sister, which was not mentioned in the newspaper, and I didn't ask. As for the case of Aunt Xue's escape, since I can't recover the property, I won't pursue it any more. In fact, I don't have time to take care of these things anymore. I am completely loyal to my father. Dad, at the beginning of 1 1, he has lost his ability to speak, but I know his mind is still clear. Sometimes, he tried to talk to me, but twisted his lips in vain. There is no voice in his throat, his tongue can't move, and his staring eyes are like fire. I can feel how anxious, impatient and angry he is. Whenever this happens, I can't wait to speak for him, and I can't wait to have superhuman skills and know what he wants to say. Then, he even lost the ability to wriggle his lips. He can only turn his eyes, open them and close them. I am in front of my father's bed every day, watching life slowly, bit by bit, gradually disappear from his body, and it is painful. Sometimes, when I open my eyes and watch him express his meaning, I can't bear to turn my head and shout in my heart, "Let him die, let it all end!" " This situation is cruel and terrible! "1 1 At the end of the month, my father only had a layer of skin, which was tight on the bone, with thick eyebrows protruding, sunken eyes and erect temporal bones. At first glance, it looks like a skeleton. Panther Lu Zhenhua, a famous figure in history, was once all-powerful and spread all over the world. Now, he has become a standard Promethean, lying here helpless to die! This is the end of life? That's pathetic! Consciousness and consciousness became my father's greatest enemy, lying there stiffly, unable to stop thinking. I can imagine his pain. Day and night, he stared at his eyes. What's going on in his head? Childhood frustration? Middle-aged arrogance? And the sadness of old age? These thoughts are obviously torturing him and will continue to torture him to death. Living here is a burden! One day, I was leaning against my father's bed, reading Jack London's The Sea-Wolf. Seeing the back, I put down my book and stared at my father in a daze. Jack London's The Sea-Wolf is such a tenacious character, and so is his father, isn't he? However, no matter how tenacious life is, it will never die! At that time, I was full of doubts and mysterious thoughts about life and lost in thought.

Dad's eyes rolled badly. Obviously, he is thinking about what to say again. I approached him and he looked at me at once. His eyes are hot and thirsty. I picked up the teacup on the small coffee table, which was the only requirement he could express every time he looked at me. I filled boiling water with a spoon and wanted to feed it to him. However, he closed his eyes angrily and I misunderstood his meaning. Put down the glass, I stupidly and helplessly ask:

"What do you want? Dad? " He stared at me in vain, his eyes were so big, and how many unspeakable meanings surged in his heart? I tried to get to know him. However, without language, it is so difficult to communicate with each other! I stared at him and couldn't understand him.

"Do you hurt? Dad? What's wrong with you? "

His eyes were burning and he was furious for a moment. He's already angry. I frowned and then asked, "Do you want to know anything? I'll tell you one by one, okay? "

So, I sat by his bed and told him everything I knew: Aunt Xue's words, Meng Ping's discharge from the hospital, Erhao's work-study program … all kinds of things. Of course, I hid the bad news. Like the house has been sold, Erhao lives in a slum, Meng Ping. It is said that she has been in poor health and Shu Huan left me. However, when I finished, my father rolled his eyes in vain and then closed his eyes in disappointment. I know I never understood what he meant.

I leaned back on the bed and stared at him silently. What does he want to tell me, or does he want me to tell him? I wish I could know him! After a while, I saw water seeping from the corner of his eye and running down the wrinkles scattered at the end of his eyes. I was shocked, which shocked me more than anything else! Lu Zhenhua! No, he can't cry, he can't cry! He is a leopard, tenacious leopard, he won't cry! I shouted excitedly, "Dad!" He opened his eyes again, and his wet eyes were as clear as ever. He must have beautiful eyes when he was young! Yes, number two once said that I have a pair of father's eyes. In fact, number two also has dad's eyes! Now I look at my father, just like looking at No.2, looking into my own eyes. I am full of emotion and sadness. At this moment, I feel so close to my father.

Dad's wet eyes focused sadly on my face, and I leaned on the bed and looked at him sadly. All that day, he followed me silently with wet eyes. In the evening, I came home tired and heard the piano. I don't play skillfully, unlike my mother. I knocked at the door and the piano stopped. It was Yu Fang who opened the door for me! I said with surprise, "Long time no see!" "YuFang smiled and said nothing. We got on tatami. Yu Fang stood leaning against the piano and said with a smile, "Yi Ping, you will be shocked. I'm going to be a nun! "

"What?" I don't believe my ears.

"Next Sunday, I will officially become a nun and salute the Catholic Church on Xinsheng South Road. I hope you can come to watch the ceremony. " "You are crazy." I said. "Not crazy at all!" "What about the university?" "Don't look!" "Why?" "Living in this world, you have to think of some way, don't you? This is the way I'm looking for! Since then, I have only peace of mind. Only the will of God, no more conflicts, contradictions, desires and anguish! "

"You are not religious for religious purposes! You are running away! " I said loudly, "You want to escape from yourself, the world and your feelings!"

"Or!" She said softly.

I grabbed her hand and said earnestly:

"Yu Fang, this is not the solution to the problem!"

"What is the solution to the problem?" She asked.

I'm at a loss. I feel the hesitation and emptiness of life, which is beyond my power. "I don't know." I whispered.

"You solve your problem in your way." Yu Fang said, "I want to ask you, have you solved it?" I didn't say anything. Yu Fang said, "You just created more problems."

"Maybe you will be like me." I said.

She smiled. I said, "No! Yu Fang, you should finish college ... "

"There is nothing I want in college!"

"Is it in a monastery?" I said angrily, "As far as I know, what you want is love!" " ""That was before, and now, I want to find out some truths in life ... "

"I promise you are in the monastery ..."

Yiping!' Her name is. I looked at her and knew I couldn't change her. There was a silence. I held her hand and said softly:

"I hope you are happy!" "I hope you are, too." She said.

We smiled at each other and smiled at each other. I see, we will never be happy again! We are of the same kind. We weave cocoons for ourselves and never get out. The next morning, I went to the hospital as usual Along the way, I thought about Yu Fang, about her giving up college to become a nun, about myself, and about my father. I was in a daze. Walking into my father's ward, I went straight to my father's hospital bed, still thinking about all kinds of complicated problems. It was not until I walked to the front of the hospital bed that I suddenly stopped, looked at the hospital bed with glassy eyes and opened my eyes in distrust. The hospital bed where my father slept for nearly four months is empty now. "Teacher Lu!" A nurse came over and put her hand on my shoulder sympathetically. I have known them for four months.

I still stood motionless, my mind was confused and empty, staring at the bed and unable to think. I can't associate my father with an empty bed. I tried to concentrate my confused thoughts, but my brain was completely numb. "Miss Lu, relax, this day will come sooner or later."

The nurse's words passed me lightly and will come sooner or later. Sooner or later, what will happen? Dad? Empty bed? Then, my mind was shocked, awake and understood. I took a deep breath and stared at the bed tightly. This day has finally come, hasn't it? Dad, he finished the road. He went.

I still stood still. The nurse patted me on the shoulder and couldn't help shouting again: "Teacher Lu!" " "I shook my head and really woke up. Bite bite lips, I heard my voice deep, sour to ask:

"When did this happen?" "At three o'clock last night, he left peacefully."

Is it? Who knows if he is really calm? Who can understand what he thought at the moment of death? I stood in the room, tears slowly flooded into my eyes, blurred my vision, and then ran down my cheeks and dripped on my skirt. I walked slowly forward and looked down at the bed where my father slept. Now, this bed has been changed into clean sheets and pillowcases, but I vaguely feel that my father is still lying on it. I sat by the bed and stroked the pillow gently. The new pillowcase is hard and the sheets are cold. I pendency head, with only I can hear the voice, mournful call two times:

"Dad. Dad. " Just when I heard these two cries, I felt a stir in my heart, and I was afraid of the deep valley. I clung to the pillow, unable to control myself any longer, and burst into tears. In my tears, I measured my love for my father for the first time. I have always refused to admit that love is so deep, so cut, so strong! I cried, in the tears of running, in my troubled sadness, many things I forced myself to forget, and things I forbade myself to think were also detected at the same time. The book that left me died because of me ... at that time, my heart was broken and my five internal organs were burned.

I cried for a long time, as if I couldn't stop. At this moment, I am eager to say a few more words to my father, just a few words! I will tell him I love him, I am his daughter, and I never hate him! Is it? Did I ever hate him? Did I curse him? Have I ever seen him as an enemy? Yes, all the time, isn't it? Until his death, did he know that I loved him? How did I know that myself? I'm only interested in getting back at him. Dad, finally. He has nothing in his life, not even a daughter! "Lou, people are dead, it's no use crying! Don't be too sad! " The nurse advised me. I know it's useless! All regrets are useless! I'm not crying for my father's death, I'm crying for my stupidity and many things I once owned and threw away! Then, I remembered that my father tried to talk to me yesterday. He has predicted that he will die? What does he want me to tell him? I'll never understand what he means! "Can I see my father again?" I stopped my tears and asked.

The nurse nodded. When I followed the nurse to the morgue, I heard a patient in the ward sigh and say:

"What a filial daughter!"

What a filial daughter? Am I? What did I do to my father? What a filial daughter! Am I? This world is ridiculous and ridiculous!

Dad was lying quietly in the morgue, and I looked at his expressionless face. Yesterday, he could roll his eyes at me and close his eyes. Now, there is nothing he can do. This is death, all silence, all extinction, pain and happiness, all gone. The difficulties of the past and the prosperity of the past have all disappeared. This is death, lying there, staring and sad, he is ignorant! Who can understand what kind of world this cold body once had? Who can understand how many people have been influenced by this person's thoughts and will? Now, ambition is gone, desire is gone, love and hate are gone! Can only wait for dust, dust and dirt!

I may have been standing for too long. The nurse covered my father's face with a piece of white cloth and came to lead me out. I have closed my tears and become very calm. Going downstairs to the cashier's office, I settled my father's medical bills with amazing composure.

After paying my father's medical expenses, I only have more than 10 thousand yuan, which is probably only enough for my father's funeral. After hearing the bad news of my father, my mother has been very silent. Her life has been under the control and harm of my father. I'm sure she won't feel as painful about her father's death as I do. So, in front of her, I restrained my emotions. At night, I sobbed at the dark window and shouted over and over again, "Dad! Dad! Dad! "

That sleepless night, I couldn't cry out my heart or shout out my heartfelt confession. I decided to bury my father in front of Ru Ping's grave. The day before I was buried, I published a small obituary in the newspaper. In my father's life, I had more enemies than friends. I don't think anyone will really care about him except me. So I took the initiative to cancel the coffin opening ceremony and only announced the date, place and time of burial. Besides, I sent a text message to number two. This is the end of 1 1, and the chill is getting heavier. Standing in the cemetery, I looked around, and sure enough, my obituary didn't make anyone want to stand in this cemetery for an hour or two in this autumn wind. When people are alive, although they are rich, they are just a pile of loess when they die. Man is the most realistic animal. Number two and Meng Ping are here. I haven't seen Meng Ping for a long time. She looks very quiet in a plain suit. Neither she nor No.2 wore linen, so I became my father's only filial daughter. Two Hao came up to me and whispered:

"I received the message too late. I should wear mourning! "

"Come on, why pay attention to form? So deserted, no one watched the ceremony! " I said, my eyes are wet. Dad, he died alone.

I looked at Meng Ping. She is pale and her eyes are blue. I tried to talk to her, but she immediately turned her eyes to one side and looked at Ru Ping's grave coldly. Now, the grave is green. I know she hates me and doesn't want to talk to me at all, so I have to turn my head and not talk.

It was mother who sowed the first handful of soil again. Four months ago, we buried Ru Ping, and four months later, we buried Dad. The mud soon filled the grave, and I stood quietly. My mother is standing next to me. When a tear fell on the mud, I couldn't tell whether it was mine or my mother's, but I knew my mother was sobbing silently. When the grave is filled, a mound rises on the ground, which is the last legacy of a life. I took my mother back and took a few steps. I was shocked, just like an electric shock, looking ahead.

Under a small banyan tree, a young man in a black suit is standing blankly. This sudden meeting made my legs weak and I trembled all over. Finally, I left my mother and took two steps to the banyan tree. Then, I stopped and looked at the young man. My hands are as cold as ice, and all the blood seems to have left my body. I guess my face must be as pale as the person in front.

"Shu Huan," finally, I spoke first, and my voice trembled. "I didn't expect you to come." "I read the newspaper." He said softly and briefly that his voice was as unstable as mine. "I thought you went abroad." I said, trying to calm myself down, in a polite and strange tone, as if I were talking about social intercourse.

"The procedure is late!" He said, the same alienation and coldness.

"Is the date fixed?" "next month 15." "The plane?" "yes." I bit my lip and have nothing more to say. It took me a long time to come up with a sentence: "Can't I go to school now?"

"Yes, I'm going to do it for half a year, earn my tuition back and go to school next summer vacation." I nodded and had nothing to say. My mother didn't know when she came to me. In the face of Shu Huan, she is more excited than me. At this moment, she spoke eagerly: "Shu Huan, before you go, come to our house and let us give you a farewell dinner, ok?" "No, thank you, Aunt." He Shuhuan said politely, "I don't think so." "Promise me to come and play once." Mom said, with a hint of pleading in her voice.

"I'm sorry ..." He Shuhuan said hesitantly, and his eyes rested on Ru Ping's tombstone, which was engraved with dozens of simple words written by He Shuhuan: "Tomb of Miss Lu Ruping".

I know very well that my mother is wasting her time. The past is over and will never come back. Now, Shu Huan and I are strangers again. The old days are long gone, and we can never find them again. Ru Ping's shadow didn't let us relax. She will stand there forever-between me and him. I stood piteously and looked at him sadly. I can see my own disappointment in his haggard and lonely expression. We are singing hand in hand and walking side by side in the countryside, as if it were hundreds of years ago! Seeing my mother want to talk again, I interrupted her involuntarily and said in an almost hasty tone:

"So, book huan, goodbye. I may not be able to see you off on the day you leave. I've come to wish you a pleasant journey. " "Thank you, Yiping." "I hope in the future," I paused, my nose full of bitterness and my voice choked. "We will meet again one day."

"I believe-"He also stopped, his lips trembling. "One day." Is it? Will there always be that day? At that time, he will return to China with his children and women. What about me? Will it really be "full of green leaves"? My throat is tight and my eyes are blurred, so I can't continue to face him. In desperation, I said, "Goodbye, Book Ring." "Goodbye." His voice is so low that I can hardly hear it. Holding my mother, I rushed down like an escape. I saw number two go to say hello to He Shuhuan. This pair of old classmates are entangled in such a complicated story. Can they still keep friendship? I don't want to study them anymore. Holding my mother, we walked down quickly, and the autumn wind came face to face. My linen fluttered in the wind, and the fallen leaves fluttered in front of me. I stepped on fallen leaves and countless barren graves. Dad, he will stay on this barren mountain! Although he has a room full of wives and children, he lives alone and dies even more lonely. Our car stopped at the foot of the mountain, so I asked my mother to get on first. There are two taxis next to it, probably number two and the book ring. I leaned against the car door and didn't step in at once. I looked up and stared at the smoky hills of Liu Zhang. I was disappointed for a long time. Then, Er Hao and Meng Ping came down from the mountain, but He Shuhuan didn't come down together. What else does he hope to find on the mountain? Or do you want to mourn something? Erhao came to me, and family changes changed him a lot. He seems to have matured overnight. The old flirtatious playboy habits have been swept away. Standing in front of me, he said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't help."

I knew he meant dad's funeral, so I said gloomily:

"There is no hanging, everything is in the simplest way, and everything is finished when people die. I don't have the strength and I don't need to pay attention to ostentation and extravagance. "

"yes." He said. After a pause, I asked, "How is Aunt Xue?" "In prison." He said, "I sent my second sister to an orphanage. I really don't have the strength to take care of him. " I nodded, and he also nodded and said:

"Goodbye!" As soon as he turned around, Meng Ping came to me. Her face is still pale, but her eyes are burning, staring at me tightly, with fierce eyes. Standing in front of me, she suddenly broke out and shouted at me:

"Ping, are you satisfied? Are you happy? You single-handedly broke up our family. You forced Ru Ping to die, drove her mother away, and prompted her father to take his own life early. You won! Your revenge succeeded! You should set off a string of firecrackers to celebrate! Don't think that I don't know who gave the information to the police. You sent my mother to prison and my brother to an orphanage! You're amazing! Your poison is rare in the world! In a year, you have subverted our family! Make me and my brother homeless! I'm telling you, Yiping! I'm not resigned like my brother. I have a complaining mind and a debt-ridden mind. I won't spare you! I'm telling you! I want revenge even if I turn to ashes today! I will never forgive you! Remember everything you have given us, and I will give you all my revenge in the future! You remember! You remember! You remember! I want you to come to no good end! The debt between us is still unfinished, and I will find you to solve it slowly. ..... ""Let's go! Meng Ping! " Number two, pull Meng Ping to the car. Meng Ping stepped back and roared, "You are a poisonous snake, a demon and an executioner! I won't spare you! The ghost of Ru Ping will not spare you! Go be proud and happy! One day I will let you know that I am not good at bullying Lv Mengping. You wait and see ... "

Er Hao has dragged her into the car, and at the same time, her car started at once. However, Meng Ping stuck her head out of the window and left me a few words loudly in the dust and motor sound of the car:

"Yi Ping! Remember that the debt between us is not over yet. Look at how much blood you have on your hands! " Their car has gone far. I got on the bus and told the driver to drive. Along the way, my mother and I were silent. Of course, my mother heard Meng Ping clearly, but she didn't say anything. I looked out of the window and waited for a while. Looking at the dusty road, my heart felt like a stone weighing a thousand pounds, heavy and confused, and I couldn't breathe. "The debt between us is not over yet", is it? It's not over yet To what day, which month, which year? Can this debt be settled? "Look at how much blood you have on your hand!" Is it? Is there blood on my hand? What have I done? What the hell did I do? Mother pressed her hand on the back of my hand. I turned to look at her. She stared at me quietly. Her eyes are so peaceful! She has no hate, no resentment, no love and hate in her heart. How can she do that? I leaned my head over and felt weak like a child for a moment. I whispered, "Oh, mom, I wish I could be like Xinping."

Mom grabbed me and said nothing.

When I got home, I walked into the room. Beibei was lying in front of the piano, and a pair of lazy eyes looked at me like a flat dog! I sat on a stool in front of the piano, waiting for Ping, Meng Ping, ... We all have the word * * * in our names, and half of our blood is flowing in our veins! However, "our debt is not over yet"! I gave a cold shiver, Meng Ping, with half my blood on me! The words engraved on the piano jumped into my eyes again:

"Yiping for my daughter.

Father Lu Zhenhua gave the date of * * year.

I gently stroked the words with my finger, "My daughter Yiping"! I leaned my head against the piano, and the cover was cold and hard. I close my eyes and gently shouted:

"Dad, oh, Dad!" However, he can't hear me calling him anymore.

15

Sitting in that solemn church, I watched Yu Fang officially become a nun. The white robe wrapped around her made her look so ethereal as if she had passed away. In the priest's prayer chanting, in the underage students chanting, the ceremony was solemnly carried out. Yu Fang's face was expressionless. From beginning to end, she didn't look at the audience. Until the ceremony began, she and three other nuns who converted at the same time filed into the room behind the church. Seeing her white shadow disappear from the church, I felt my eyes moist.

I saw her mother sitting in the front seat sobbing, while her father sat beside her silently. Yu Fang, who hesitated for some time, explored emotion, reason and many other issues. Now, she finally chose this road. Did she really find the right one? I'm at a loss. However, in any case, she can stop wandering and I am still wandering. I know I will never go the way of Yu Fang, and I don't agree with her, but if she can get inner peace, she will go right! Then why should I cry for her? From a religious point of view, she is still "saved"! When people dispersed, I walked out of the church and stood by the gloomy street. I am very confused and disappointed. If I lose something, I will become more and more heavy and confused when I watch street cars slide by and pedestrians rush by. Why is life full of so many contradictions, pains and troubles? Among the numerous entanglements and entanglements, which direction should people go?

Someone gently tugged at my sleeve and I turned around. It's aunt Fang. She looked at me with sad eyes and said:

"Yi Ping, you are a good friend of Xiaoyu. Can you tell me why she did it? I am her mother, but I can't understand her! "

I don't know how to answer, half a day later said:

"Or, she is looking for peace."

"Can't you get peace without being a nun?"

"Peace is in our hearts." Uncle Fang suddenly cut in, with a serious tone like giving a class to a student. His hair is gray and he is holding Yu Fang's little sister Xiaoqi in his hand. "I don't care about any form. Whether a cassock can make her detached depends on herself!" I listened, and suddenly, I felt that Fang Shu's words were very memorable, so I was in a daze. I didn't wake up until Xiao Qi took my hand and said goodbye. Seven days really upturned face, waved to me and said:

"Sister Lu, when will you bring that brother He to our house again?"

I froze. What time? Probably never! In a daze, I returned to that day. I, Yu Fang and He Shuhuan, with Xiaoqi, wandered around Yuantong Temple, listening to the bells and drums and wooden fish, and looking forward to the future years. I still remember how He Shuhuan taught Xiao Qi to slap her in the face: "Pat her face, cake, you sell rouge and I sell powder …" What an interesting nursery rhyme! "If you sing backwards, the stones in the river will roll up the hill …" Who knows, or one day, the stones in the river will really roll up the hill. Who can say "yes" or "no" for sure in this world?

Aunt Fang and Xiaoqi have gone far away, and I seem to have stood in the street for a century. I pulled up my coat and walked into the cold wind street. It was already quite cold, and the cold wind got into my neck. I turned up the collar of my coat-"You never remember to bring a scarf!" Who said that? I touched my neck, as if the scarf was still hot. A gust of wind swept my face, and I recoiled, and my feet stumbled and staggered.

The annual rainy season has begun again. /kloc-In Taipei in October and February, it rained in Mao Mao all day and all night, and the streets were wet. Under the cover of umbrellas and raincoats, pedestrians crawl like aquatic animals.

Rain, endless rain, every night, I get lost in the sound of rain. Another night, I was sitting on the piano with a small desk lamp on it, and the dusk light shone on the humble house. There is a box moved from "over there" in the corner On the old suitcase, my father's name was "Lu's first luggage", which was probably posted on my way to Taiwan Province Province. I stared at the box and a strange feeling slowly rose from my heart. I felt a gloomy atmosphere coming from the box, as if my father was standing next to the box, or in an invisible corner of the room. I buried my head in my hand and looked at the box, lost in thought. Yiping!' A heavy phone call surprised me. Looking back, I can't help but be shocked! Dad! Stand by the window and look at me silently. At that time, I felt very confused in my mind. Dad, isn't he already dead? How can it appear in the window again? I looked up at him, he was so tall, his eyes were fixed on my face, as if he had a lot to say but didn't say it.

"Dad," I mumbled something. "How did you ... how did you ...? "

Dad didn't answer me, his eyes were still stubborn, and he looked at me intently, as if to see through my body and heart.

"Dad, what's wrong with you ... have to say?"

Dad's eyes became very sad. He stared at me, but still didn't speak. But those sad and painful eyes made my heart contract. I tried to get up from my chair, trembling my lips and saying, "Dad, you're back! Why don't you sit down? Dad ... "

Suddenly, I felt I had something to say to my father. Yes, I understand. My father came back to listen to me. I took a step towards him and supported my weak legs with the piano. I have so much to say, I want to tell him everything in my heart ... I opened my mouth, but I couldn't make a sound. I struggled for a long time and let out a cry:

"Dad!" However, my father stopped looking at me, and his eyes turned away from me. At the same time, he slowly turned around, facing the window, and walked out of the window lightly. I'm surprised. Is he leaving? However, how could he leave like this before I said it? How can I find him again when he's gone? How can I tell him again? No way! Dad can't leave! I can't let him go like this. I won't let him go until I have finished speaking! I catch up, eagerly shout:

"Dad!" Dad didn't seem to hear it at all. He continued to walk out of the window. I was in a hurry and rushed over. I shouted, "Dad! Don't go! You can't go! I want to tell you ... I want to tell you ... "My lips trembled, but I couldn't spit out the bottom sentence anyway. My heart is anxious and chaotic. The more anxious I was, the more speechless I became. My father almost disappeared from the window. "no! Don't! Don't! Dad, don't go! Wait a minute! " I screamed, "I have something to tell you!" " "In desperation, I rushed up and grabbed my father's clothes. Ok, I see. Dad can't leave. I grabbed the skirt desperately and cried, "Dad, oh, Dad!" " "The man I caught turned around, a pale face was facing me, and a pair of big eyes without god were looking at me. I was shocked, let go, and backed away involuntarily. This is not dad, but Ru Ping! I retreated to the piano, leaned against it and said, "You ... you ... you ..."

Ru Ping came to me, her eyes looked at me sadly and without complaint, and I clung to the piano like Ru Ping! What is she going to do? I have lost Shu Huan. You don't have to ask me for it. I have lost it. I bit my lip and trembled all over. Ru Ping came to me. She stood still, staring at me. Then, she opened her mouth and said sadly, "Yiping, you are better than me. I don't blame you, I'm just unwilling! " "

Ru Ping!' I blurted out two words gently.

I don't blame you,' she continued. "I really don't blame you. You have been very kind to me. We have always been good sisters, haven't we? "

I clenched my lips and my lips ached. Oh, Ru Ping!

"I just unwilling, unwilling! Can you tell me why? Why are you playing with me? Why-"

Sheji