Huadu Agent

Ye Shaofeng called Peng Xiaofei and told him that Wang Yanhong was gone. Peng Xiaofei was lying in the hotel at that time, holding the car sales lady in his arms. The traces of the liquid felt a bit awkward to the touch, and there was always a foul smell in the quilt.

Since meeting at 4s, Peng Xiaofei has slept with this woman for several nights, which means that Peng Xiaofei has not returned to his home for several days.

Peng Xiaofei smiled in a daze and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, why did you mention her to me this early in the morning, brother Feng, you should sleep with her too, right?"

"You fucking come to the hospital now, the provincial hospital," Ye Shaofeng cursed angrily.

Ye Shaofeng hung up the phone, but Peng Xiaofei was still confused, put down the phone, put on his clothes, drove the Range Rover Sport, and arrived at the hospital at high speed, and then he knew that Wang Yanhong was dead.

Sorrow came from his heart, Peng Xiaofei was a little sad, after all, he was the woman he had slept with, a few days ago, they were in the same bed together in the clouds and rain, but now, she had to go west alone, Huangquan Road, too It's far away, and it takes seven to seven days to cross the Naihe Bridge to get to the ferry. The wind and cloud along the way may be calmer than the world of mortals. I don't know if Yanhong has enough food, drink enough water, or miss her when she is on the road. She didn't take anything away from these people in the world of mortals, but she left too much material, money, and of course sorrow to her sister.

Wang Yanhong's memorial service was very respectable. The provincial TV station, the TV station, and even some celebrities came. They all looked heavy and bowed their heads in silence. However, the one who cried the most was his sister. Although many people came, relatives , only Wang Yanli, she never stopped crying, until the burial three days later, Wang Yanli was still crying, crying extremely painful.

The crowd scattered, and Wang Yanli was left alone, alone. From then on, without her sister's shelter, she was left alone. How many unknowns were waiting for him to unravel, and how many sufferings were waiting for her to taste, She even wanted to go to Huangquan with her sister, but she didn't have the courage. Death is not an easy task, and it also requires a lot of courage.

Ye Shaofeng walked over, Wang Yanli hugged Ye Shaofeng tightly, like a person dying on a cliff, hugging the last straw, Ye Shaofeng also hugged her, and said: "I promise your sister , take good care of you, although your sister is gone, but you still have my brother, who will take over your sister's class in the future, and protect you from the wind and rain, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, "

"Brother Shaofeng, brother Shaofeng, brother Shaofeng, I miss my sister so much, I miss her so much..."

It is impossible for a person to be resurrected after death. Missing the dead is an extremely painful thing. It is useless to think about it. Thinking about it will add to the pain.

Wang Yanhong left her own house to Wang Yanli, more than 160 square meters, very big, but Wang Yanli lived here, always thinking about her sister, and said to Ye Shaofeng: "Brother Shaofeng, I don't want to live here, everything here can make me happy." Thinking of my sister, I want to buy a house, "

"I bought where you live,"

"Go back to my rented house," Wang Yanli said...