"Feng Yan, it's already very late. You can sleep for a while. There must be a lot of things waiting for you to do tomorrow." In the hotel's big bed room less than two kilometers away from Ma Ren's school, Mi Xiaojun stood in front of Feng Yan, who was sitting on a chair and bowed his head without saying a word, and gently stroked Feng Yan's head with one hand.

"I'm not sleepy, you go to bed first." Feng Yan raised his head and squeezed out a smile at Mi Xiaojun with a stiff smile: "I'm really okay, you go to bed first, I'll go to bed later."

"Can you stop doing this? I feel very uncomfortable when I see you like this..."

"What are you doing? Why are you still crying? OK, okay, don't cry..." Feng Yan straightened up, and Mi Xiaojun, who was wiping her tears, sat on Feng Yan's legs.

"I'm really fine... Go and wash and go to bed, be obedient..." Feng Yan put his right hand around Mi Xiaojun's waist, raised his left hand and gently wiped the tears on Mi Xiaojun's cheeks.

"Go quickly... I'll sit for a while and go to bed."

"Then I'll go take a shower first."

"Go."

Mi Xiaojun put her mouth on Feng Yan's forehead, kissed her gently, then got up and walked into the bathroom.

At 1:45 a.m., Mi Xiaojun, who was leaning against the bedside and staying up late with Feng Yan, was already asleep. Feng Yan, who was still sitting on the chair next to the bed, got up, picked up her coat and a box of matches on the table, and walked out of the room carefully.

The street lights on both sides of the street have stopped, and the noisy roads on weekdays have returned to peace. In the night, the four lanes are particularly wide and clean. Feng Yan stood in the middle of the road and stared blankly at the road that stretched into the darkness in the distance. He really wanted to walk over and walk into the darkness that had been eaten by the road. He wanted to see if the world opposite was the place where the fat man had just gone. He really wanted to go over and see if the fat man was happy there alone. He really wanted to go and have a drink with him again, listen to him talk about life and say to him by the way - take care of him

Feng Yan kept walking and walking like this, his eyes and cheeks were dry and wet, wet and dry, but he could not walk through the "place" that was near him. I don't know how long it took, but the light in front stopped Feng Yan's footsteps - that was Ma Ren's school.

Feng Yan looked at the light ahead, his eyes full of worry.

"well!"

Feng Yan sighed deeply, turned around and walked into the auxiliary road and sat on the curb stone on the side of the road.

It was still quite cold in autumn in Tai County. Feng Yan subconsciously pulled down his collar and took out the box of matches he took out from his pocket and most of the remaining cigarettes from his pocket.

"Fatty... brother, don't worry, I will take care of the family for you, you... rest in peace." Feng Yan lit three cigarettes and inserted them into the cracks of the rock beside him.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Feng Yan, who never smoked, has formed an indissoluble bond with Yan since then because of the fat man's departure.

Feng Yan took out his cell phone from his pants pocket and opened the call record. He looked at Ma Ren's mobile phone number and paused for a long time. He really didn't know how to tell Ma Ren about his brother's death, nor did he know how to comfort him at that time - especially when he saw the fat man's incomplete body...

"No, he must not see the fat man's body, never." Feng Yan did not call Ma Ren in the end. He threw his cell phone on the asphalt road beside him and looked up at the sky.

At this time, Feng Yan's mind was like a mess. This sudden and unprecedented huge pressure made him feel unsure. He was very afraid. He was afraid that if he failed to handle the fat man's funeral well, he would feel so guilty and sorry for his good brother.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!