Qiu Yi finally couldn't bear it and exposed his fragile side unscrupulously.

Bian Nan is not a person who can suppress his emotions. Although he has been a little depressed at home since he was a child, he basically yells when he is not at home, crys when he wants to cry, and can basically use all kinds of venting ways to curse and fight.

Qiu Yi was almost trembling on his shoulders and screaming. This was the first time he felt that this was something that would lead to such an explosion.

"My dad is gone..." Qiu Yi cried very sadly. Bian Nan couldn't hear the occasional words, and only heard this sentence.

It's gone like that.

Qiu Yi must have felt a lot of unwillingness, reluctance, and a lot of regrets and guilt in his heart.

"Cry, cry." Bian Nan stood very straight and patted Qiu Yi's back gently.

After about ten minutes, Qiu Yi slowly let go of him and leaned back against the wall, his eyes were red and his nose was red.

"Now I know the shortcomings of white skin," Bian Nan looked at him and touched the tip of his nose. "Your red nose is too obvious."

"Not a century of experience," Qiu Yi smiled, with a heavy nasal voice in his voice. "Those who always cry like you have to look protective."

"Damn." Bian Nan twitched.

"You go out to see them first, and then call the funeral company and say you will arrive later," Qiu Yi handed his cell phone to Bian Nan, "I'll take it slow."

"Okay." Bian Nan took his cell phone, grabbed Qiu Yi's shoulder, and turned around and went out.

Both uncles and aunts and assistants have been driven away. Qiu Yan sat quietly in the living room. When he saw Bian Nan coming out, he asked in a low voice: "Where is my brother?"

"You'll come out after a while," Bian Nan went to hug him, "You'll wait for him here."

"Yes." Qiu Yan nodded.

"I'll call and tell them we'll be late before we can arrive." Bian Nan shook his cell phone.

"Okay." Qiu Yan rubbed his eyes.

Bian Nan took his cell phone to the yard, and the neighbors were all scattered, and Wan Fei and two shipping guys were chatting together.

"How is it?" Wan Fei asked.

"It's okay, just take a break." Bian Nan found the number and called the funeral company's people.

Not long after, Qiu Yi and Qiu Yan came out of the house. Their eyes were a little swollen, but the tip of their nose was no longer very red, and they looked in good condition.

"You guys look like gangsters," Qiu Yi glanced at the people standing in the yard. They were all covered in black coats. The two of them were still holding cigarettes in their mouths. After what happened just now, the few people still had residual ruthlessness on their faces. "Let's go."

The farewell meeting was in the small hall of the crematorium. Bian Nan felt that his mood was quite stable. When he went in and walked around and came out, his nose was so sore again, and his eyes felt like he couldn't open it.

Qiu Yi held Qiu Yan's hand, and the two of them were quite calm. Qiu Yan cried when he came out, but he didn't cry, but just lowered his head.

Everyone was silent. Bian Nan didn't know what he was thinking. He just thought of his father for a few minutes while waiting for the ashes. He suddenly felt that he missed him very much.

The next thing is simple, send the ashes to the cemetery for funeral.

There is a ceremony for relatives in the cemetery, but Qiu Yi refused. Qiu's father seemed to have said that he didn't want these things, and felt that it was just adding sadness to the living.

Bian Nan and Qiu Yi came to the cemetery once, but he didn't look closely that time. Only after he came this time did he realize that the tomb of Qiu Yi's mother was a double-person tomb, and a place was left for Qiu's father next to it.

The workers in the cemetery opened the stone slab next to them and looked at Qiu Yan holding the ashes: "Come on, let me put it in."

Qiu Yan knelt on the ground, carefully put the urn in, then took out a photo of the two brothers from his clothes and put it in, and wiped his eyes when he stood up.

"This is sunny," the worker was very good at speaking, and smiled while covering the slabs lightly, "It's great to live here, you can bask in the sun and see the lake."

"Thank you." Qiu Yi also smiled.

Bian Nan only had the chance to see the photo on the tombstone of Qiu Yi's mother next to him. A beautiful woman with blonde hair and blue eyes smiled very much like Qiu Yi.

"This is my mother." Qiu Yan pointed to the photo, raised his head and said to Bian Nan.

"Well, it's so beautiful." Bian Nan said.

"Yeah!" Qiu Yan nodded, "I'm much more beautiful than my father."

Several people laughed.

The worker quickly sealed the stone slabs, and Qiu Yi touched Qiu Yan's head: "Kowtow to parents."

Biannan and the others walked aside. When Qiu Yi and Qiu Yan knelt down and talked to their parents, they went over and burned some paper money together.

"Uncle, I can drink and eat meat this time, so I have enough money," said Bian Nan.

"Have you brought wine?" Qiu Yi turned around and looked at the two shipping.

"Take it," the two men took two bottles of wine from a bag they were carrying, "Brother Tao said that Uncle must have a white-haired man."

"Two bottles?" Qiu Yi smiled.

"Uncles and aunts are one bottle per person. The fighting nation must be able to drink it." Wan Fei said.

"Okay," Qiu Yi opened the bottle cap, "Actually, my mom can drink more than my dad."

It was already afternoon after leaving the cemetery. Several people hadn't eaten anything in a day. Qiu Yi led them to find a hot pot restaurant to sauté mutton.

Although he was still a little gray, Qiu Yi's face kept smiling, which made Bian Nan feel relieved and worried. He couldn't help staring at Qiu Yi, afraid that he would be too uncomfortable and would collapse. But in theory, the crying at home in the morning was vented a lot...

"My dad will say it every morning when he wakes up," Qiu Yi leans close to him and whispers, "Oh, today is new, I will say it every day, and no one will say it next to me."

Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, and Qiu Yi smiled and said, "It's new again."

"Good a drink for tomorrow's new one." Wan Fei's ears were pointed, he swept and raised his cup.

"For the new one." Qiu Yi smiled and raised his cup.

"New!" Qiu Yan picked up his Coke.

Several people jingled and touched each other.

Bian Nan knew that Qiu Yi was still feeling uncomfortable. He wanted to be with him at night, but Qiu Yi refused and said that he wanted to stay alone and remained quiet.

"Are you sure you're fine?" Bian Nan stood at the alley and frowned.

"Well, it's really okay," Qiu Yi smiled, "but there are a lot of things to do next. I guess I'll have to change the place to make up for the lessons. It's close to the hospital and a little too far from my house. And... I want to ask about the house and think about it."

"Okay," Bian Nan nodded, "Then I'll go back, I have to wash my clothes. I haven't washed it a few times in this time, and I'm almost out of my clothes to change."

"Bian Nan," Qiu Yi looked at him, "I haven't contacted your dad yet?"

"Yes," Bian Nan touched the cell phone in his pocket, "I'll go back and call him."

"You go back and check the money again. I haven't counted the money during this period, and I don't remember it all here." Qiu Yi said again.

"Damn it, are you still keeping your accounts with my money?" Bian Nan was very upset.

"I'm used to remembering it. I can remember it with yours and mine. You are so confused that you still want to live on your salary? You will definitely starve to death." Qiu Yi said with a tongue.

"Hey, don't underestimate me. I have been living on my salary these few months." Bian Nan said.

"That's because you don't have to pay the rent," Qiu Yi thought for a while, "Didn't Yang Xu say he would lend you two months, and he hasn't come to ask for it yet?"

"I forgot if you don't say it," Bian Nan suddenly felt that it was time to dance if Yang Xu was about to be kicked out of the money. "I have to call and ask quickly."

"I'll say there are so many things," Qiu Yi smiled, "Let's deal with everything these days."

It was almost 11 o'clock when Bian Nan returned to Yang Xu's community. The security guard in the lobby downstairs was dozing off with a cat.

"Hey, brother," he went over and patted the security guard, "I'm going to deduct my salary."

The security guard woke up and felt a little embarrassed: "It's you, I was shocked. I didn't see you much in the past."

"It's too busy." Bian Nan smiled and entered the elevator.

I was really too busy at this time, and I was still worried. Every day I went out to go to and from get off work and the hospital was running, and my mind was empty.

It was not until today that he suddenly felt a little moved when he walked out of the cemetery.

Just a few months have passed.

It's over.

That's it... I'll never see Dad Qiu again.

Dad Qiu was relieved, but now he should be cheering up, and it’s new.

The corridor was very quiet, and the voice-controlled light seemed to be broken. I took out the keys and stomped my feet and coughed. I couldn't make the light light light. I felt a mess of debris under my feet. I wonder if it was thrown away by the newly renovated door next door.

He had to kick things away in the dark and use his feet. He took the key and poked it around the keyhole. Just as he was about to use his phone to light it up, the key was poked in.

The moment the door was opened, the lights overflowing from the crack in the door made Bian Nan stunned outside the door.

Not turning off the lights?

Closed!

He usually doesn't turn on the lights in the living room!

A thief has entered?

Damn it!

He pushed the door open and was about to see what was going on when he saw someone standing in the living room, looking at him.

"Fuck!" Bian Nan was so scared that he took several steps back and almost fell back into the aisle. When he saw the person in the room clearly, he was even more frightened and his voice turned, "Shi... sect, no, brother? Brother Shi?"

Shi Jiang actually stood in the living room!
To be continued...