Sun Jiankang was brought back to the imperial capital. Because of hang ningdai, he was given special treatment.

On the day of cremation, Han Xilang went with her.

Prep room, door open.

"After you've put on your make-up, do you want to have a last look?" People inside come out and ask.

Hang ningdai clasped Han Xilang's hand. Her heart beat so fast that she nodded, "OK Yes

"Well, master Han and grandma Han, please..."

Because of the need, even in such a cold day, the air conditioner is on. As soon as hang Ning Dai entered, she could not help shivering. Han Xilang frowned. Knowing that he couldn't persuade her, he silently took off his coat and put it on her.

"Brother Dabao."

Han Xilang shook his head and drank, "don't refuse, it's too cold."

"Well." Hang ningdai nodded and walked in.

In the center of the iron bed, lying is sun health. When he was brought back to the imperial capital, he was still a piece of flesh and blood. After the makeup artist to clean up, now has put on clean clothes, the face does not look so pale.

Hang Ning Dai glanced at Sun Jiankang, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, with a pretty face and no embarrassment at all.

"Health."

Hang ningdai raised her hand, but Han Xilang stopped her. "No, he seems to be OK, but he's gone unhealthiness. Don't you see all the people here are wearing gloves? "

“....” Hang ningdai didn't speak, but felt that her chest was blocked. She knew that Han Xilang was right and did not retort, "well, I know Just seeing him, I think he's pathetic. In fact, sun ChuChu is not good to him either. "

Han Xilang frowned, "that's their brother and sister's business, you don't need to be sad."

"Well." Hang ningdai choked, "it's just that when I walk healthily, I call my sister I didn't give him much warmth and health It must be very lonely and lack of care. "

Han Xilang sighed and said nothing. There is a wife whose heart is softer than water. He likes it after all.

"Young master Han, young granny Han." The staff came up to him and said, "when you clean up, he still has relics on him. You two have a look. How do you deal with them?"

Han Xilang looked at Ning Dai, "you decide!"

Hang ningdai nodded and asked, "where are the things? Let me have a look. "

"Yes It's in the cubicle. Please follow me

Sun Jiankang's legacy gave birth to Ning Dai's lacrimal gland again. In fact, where does he have any relics? In the iron tray, there are three things.

It's a box of unopened chocolates. Ning Dai remembers that she is as healthy as a child. She especially likes sugar and once fed her. Second, it's a diary. Ning Dai opened it to have a look. Inside, she was crooked and wrote some short words from her heart.

His diary is as simple as his people.

In the diary, the most mentioned person is sun ChuChu. Later, he became Ning Dai At first, sun Jiankang used the term "Fairy" to call Ning Dai. Slowly, she became her sister. “....” Seeing this, hang ningdai's eyes are very sour.

The third is a red sandalwood box.

"Ah..." Exclaimed hang ningdai, holding out her hand. She won't recognize it. She gave it to sun Jiankang - it's a harmonica, and she once taught him to play music.

Hand a force, will open the box, lying inside It's a harmonica.

Tears can no longer be controlled, falling down. Leaning aside, he threw himself into Han Xilang's arms. "Brother Dabao, you are so poor in health In the end, he just left. "

Han Xilang didn't know how to persuade her and stroked her hair. "Maybe you think so. Sun Jiankang has been locked up in Langshan all his life and will never be free. This is also a relief for him He has no relatives, so alive, just suffering

“....” Hang Ning Dai choked and nodded, "I know. I just can't bear it."

"Young master Han and grandma Dong How to deal with it? "

Han Xilang looks at Ning Dai and waits for her to decide.

Hang Ning Dai wiped her tears and sighed, "burn it with your health! I think he wants to go with these. "

"Good." Han Xilang followed her, "it depends on you."

Get this, the staff immediately to prepare. "Come on, come in and take things away Prepare for cremation

"Yes."

Someone came in, wearing a white isolation suit, a mask and a hat, carrying an iron plate out.

"Wait..." Hang ningdai suddenly stopped.

The man was surprised and stopped, looking at hang ningdai.

Hang ningdai waved, "it's ok Take it away

The man bent slightly towards Ning Dai and went out with the tray. When he came to the door, he changed his direction. His eyes were hidden under the protective mask, and his facial features were covered. Then, in the invisible corner, he stuffed the red sandalwood box into his pocket.

"Hello! Have you got anything? ""Here it is

The cremator was waiting, and the man threw the tray in. In the fire, the humble remains immediately turned into fireworks.

Waiting for the spark process, hang ningdai has been guarding outside, if not for Han Xilang accompany her, she may really can't hold up.

In the cremation room, there is a memorial hall.

Sun Jiankang's identity, of course, should not be publicized. Hang ningdai also knew that it was out of France that she could come to see him off. Originally, sun ChuChu left, and sun Jiankang came to see him off. Now, sun Jiankang has left, but there is no one left.

The staff took sun Jiankang's urn to the mourning hall and put it on the case.

Hang ningdai slowly bent down to salute, but looking at the picture of sun Jiankang on the urn, she finally couldn't help falling on the futon.

"Ning Dai." Han Xilang held her in a hurry.

With tears streaming down her eyes, hang Ning Dai touched sun Jiankang's photo and said, "health, my sister has come to see you off. Although we are not relatives But, you left, if no one for you to cry, you will be very sad, right? My sister is here. Do you see that? " She is definitely not hypocritical. Sun Jiankang is in her heart It's just a kid, innocent kid who's been implicated by his family.

Han Xilang sighs in silence and holds Ning Dai tightly.

Outside, people in isolation clothes silently look inside through the transparent glass door. Hang ningdai's crying appearance fell into his eyes, slowly extended into his heart, engraved on it! This scene, he will never forget!

His head and face were covered tightly, his mouth opened slightly, but he didn't make any sound, only he knew What did he say.

Ning Dai, bell, Ding lingdang, bell

The palm of the hand is slowly folded and clenched, and the eyes hidden under the blindfold, a light of plunder rises from the bottom of the eyes!

At the door, Han Xilang came out holding hang ningdai. Han Xilang gently wiped her tears, "well, don't cry Do you think I've been distressed? "

Hang Ning Dai sniffed, "Oh, no crying."

When he reached out, the man raised his fist and smashed it on the wall. His eyes were fierce