Chapter 642

The child's nickname is sunny, which Windsor and Si Nancheng took together.When sunny was still in Windsor's stomach, they were looking forward to her coming. Windsor hopes that their daughter is a cheerful little princess.She told Sinan Cheng: "Our sunny, like the warm sunshine, will dispel all the haze and stay with you in the future."At that time, Sinan Cheng would seriously correct: "is to accompany us."Windsor, however, is a prophecy.Grace gives a letter to Si Nancheng, which Windsor gives to her before she enters the operating room.When grace took out the letter, Sinan Chengcai knew that since she decided to give birth to the child, she had never thought that she would come out of the operating room alive.Windsor's handwriting is beautiful. I remember when he first met her, her handwriting was not good. He held her hand and taught her to write this beautiful handwriting, she said——Nancheng, have you seen sunny? I think you should see that she must be very beautiful, just like youYou know I'm afraid of saying goodbye most in my life, but I still want to write this last farewell letter to you.Recently, I always remember those young days, playing back again and again in my mind like a slide. Think of that time, always looking forward to and you grow old together, never separated. I also hope you promise to love me only in this life.At that time... I never thought that one day, I would say to the man I love deeply - forget me, Nancheng.In your future difficult days, sunny will accompany you, she is our daughter, can illuminate all the haze in your heart. Forget me, you can meet a new life.Nancheng, I love you. But I don't want to stay with you, memory, ashes. Let wennuan take my ashes back to Sichuan city! Just bury me next to my mother and be her companion. In that way, you don't have to worry that I will be lonely.I knew there would be such a day, so when I write this letter, I think of every day, every hour, every minute I've experienced with you. I'm not sad at all. I'm afraid you'll cry for me.Nancheng, this life, meet you, fall in love with you, I have no regret. Promise me to live well every day in the future. Please.***Such a short letter didn't even sign.Sinan imaging is a puppet whose soul has been taken away, sitting rigidly, just like that.The moonlight outside the window was covered by thick clouds, only showing a little hairy pale. The letter in his hand was wrinkled and wrinkled foreverEveryone held their breath, even the baby in the swaddle was so clever that it didn't make a sound. Wen Liang's silent tears, even the sobbing voice dare not issue, for fear of disturbing the silent Sinan Cheng.I don't know how long it tookSinan Cheng suddenly clenched the letter in his hand, raised his eyes and asked his mother, "where is she?"Grace pointed to the room where the body was parked.After Sinan Cheng went in, he never came out again.He had been kneeling in front of Windsor's bed, sitting quietly like that, all night without saying a word.The pale moonlight broke through the dark clouds and shone on the snow-white sheets. Windsor has a good face, only pale. From a distance, it's the same as sleeping.He didn't say a word, just looked at Windsor's face. Until the edge of the sky turned white and the sky became brighter. In the sky, drizzle falls on the windowsill, drop by drop, drop by dropWhen Wen Liang appears at the door with the child in his arms again, Sinan Cheng still keeps the same posture as he did last night, and even doesn't move. Tears do not know when to stop, chin Hu slag overnight, crazy growth out. It's like a teenager."Brother Nan Cheng...""Go home." In his dry and hoarse voice, Sinan Cheng squeezed out these words. He stood on the edge of the bed and tried to stand up. May be last night to maintain this position too long, so the legs have been numb, extremely stiff.Qi Ye comes forward and tries to help.But he raised his hand and refused him.Finally, he got up on the edge of the bed. She gently reached out and stroked the broken hair on Windsor's forehead. With the softest words of her life, she said in her ear, "Sasha, let's go home... I'll take you home!"Si zhanzhou has arranged for someone to deal with Windsor's body, but Si Nancheng insists on driving Windsor Home in person.No one can beat himEven if Wen Liang wants to get on the bus, he is chased down by Sinan Cheng.His eyes were scarlet, and despair gushed out of them. Without anger, he asked hoarsely, "can't I give my wife a last ride? It's not ok... "Wenliang's throat is like a huge fishbone stuck in it, which can't be pulled out.Qi Ye reaches out his hand to hold Wen Liang's face and presses it against his chest. Then he turns to Si Nancheng and says, "go."Sinan got on the van where Windsor was. There was only one experienced driver left in the car, sitting in the co driver's seat.Last night, Sinan Cheng stayed up all night. Everyone was extremely worried about his mental condition, for fear that he would have an accident when driving, so Qi Ye finally arranged for a driver to follow him.Sinan Cheng didn't object, but said to Wen Liang and Qi Ye calmly: "don't worry, my sunny, I'm the only one left. I want to live... My wife wants me to live..."He turned and got into the car.Grace holds the child and takes the same car with Qi yewenliang. Follow closely behind Si Nancheng's body.Around the front and back are the teams arranged by the Department of war boats. The car where Si Nancheng was, surrounded by a group of cars, was different. It's like a monster walking through the river of carsThe baby in grace's arms has always been quiet. Also like to feel this solemn atmosphere, clever to say nothing.In the whole carriage, only the driver's on-board news was left. In the news, the host is spitting that the arrogant bank robber who broke out of prison a few days ago and the police are chasing the criminal. I hope the general public will actively provide information.Grace was upset and asked the driver to turn off the news.In the middle of the car, Sinan Cheng suddenly stepped on the brake.The cars that followed had to stop together. When Wen Liangzheng was puzzled, he saw Si Nancheng get off the car and walk across the road.She followed the direction of Si Nancheng and saw that there was a large-scale flower shop opposite.Wen Liang rolled down the window and looked blankly.A moment later, Sinan Cheng came out with a bunch of white roses. The white roses are beautifully trimmed and the pink wrapping paper is Windsor's favorite color. Holding her favorite flower, he came back to the car step by step.Not far from the flower shop is a bank. Sinan Cheng is staring at the Rosa in his arms in a daze, suddenly, there is a riot next door.Several men in strong black clothes, with black hoods on their heads, each carrying a black handbag and machine guns in his arms, ran towards Sinan Cheng. At the door of the bank, there is a cash charging car. Several policemen jumping from the car are aiming their guns at the gangster.Wearing a white shirt, Sinan Cheng, holding a bunch of pure white roses, and a group of gangsters wearing black strong clothes pass by, which is particularly eye-catching. Armed police with guns behind them followed, very fast.In the crowd, I don't know whether the gangster or the police took the lead in shooting.With a bang of gunfire, the pigeons taking a nap on the roadside were startled. A group of pigeons fluttered their wings and ran around, flying separately in the face of disasterIn a flash, the gunfire started everywhere.Sinan Cheng holding the bunch of roses, standing in the center of the scuffle, but stopped. I don't know what he was thinking, but the huge gunfire didn't disturb him. His eyes were dazed and unfocused, and it took a second or two for them to focus on the car escorting Windsor."Sinan Cheng!" With grace's exclamation, the bunch of roses that Sinan Cheng held in front of her chest suddenly dispersed.With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the roses in Sinan Cheng's arms also fell to the ground.He lay down on the gray tile, and the blood spread out of his chest."Brother Nan Cheng!" Wen Liang opened the door and ran across the road.After a scuffle, the police had chased the robbers around the corner. The gunfire finally died down.Qi night than warm cool reaction faster, he quickly dial the emergency telephone, let the hospital arrange an ambulance to come.Wen Liang knelt beside Si Nancheng with a plop, as if he could hear the sound of his knees breaking.Sinan Cheng just felt that the whole world was in a trance, and then, slowly, slowly quiet down.Between black and white, he seems to see Windsor, wearing a white dress, smiling like a flower, walking slowlyThe hospital is not far from here, when the roaring ambulance comes. Sinan Cheng has closed his eyes. The blood donation overflowing from his chest has dyed the gray tiles red, spread to the pink wrapping paper, and finally infected the snow-white rosesThe dazzling red, finally abandoned in the cold tiles.Grace just like the collapse of the sky, a moment soft legs, fell to sit on the ground.Sunny was holding the quiet child in Marguerite's arms. At this time, she was crying so much that it seemed that she was going to break her weak voice. Her voice was so loud.Margaret is using all her skills to coax the child, but she can't stop crying. Wen Liang blurred her eyes and finally took the child away from Margaret's arms.I don't know how long it took. It seems that it took a century for the ambulance to arrive late.Finally, Sinan Cheng stopped breathing before he could enter the emergency room***Listen to two songs while writing: forever. At. Your. Feet (oh. Susanna)Lonely(Yael.Naim)In addition: Sina Weibo, the God of early dust knows autumn.Genuine Q group: 478992744four hundred and ninety million seven hundred and thirty-three thousand four hundred and eighty-fivetwo hundred and forty-three million five hundred and ninety-three thousand three hundred and fiftyStepping stone: character name or book name.