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The next day, Qi An arrived at the crematorium. Even though he didn't want to believe that his father had left him, he still had to cheer up and take care of everything about his father. He didn't want his father to just lie in the cold morgue of the hospital inside.

After arriving at the crematorium, Qi An finally stretched out his hand to shake Father Qi's hand. His palm had become stiff and cold, and it was no longer as warm as before. Qi An sniffed and pursed his lips. Looking at his father reluctantly, he nodded to the staff of the crematorium next to him.

Then the staff of the crematorium pushed Qi's father into a room, and then took Qi'an to another room.

Qi An sat on the sofa, and there was a big screen in front of him, which lit up immediately.

The inside shows the cremation room, which is very simple, with only a big stove and Qi's father lying on a stretcher.

Before Qi An could react, those people wearing masks pushed Father Qi into the big furnace, burning him to ashes.

Qi An's eyes widened, and tears flowed from his eyes again.

dad……

After watching the entire cremation live broadcast, Qi An no longer knew how he felt in his heart, it was neither painful nor itchy, just numb, his eyes were so sore that he could no longer shed tears.

When Qi An came out holding Qi's father's urn, the sun was shining brightly outside, in stark contrast to the gloomy crematorium.

However, even though it is such a good sunshine, it can't reach Qi An's heart.

Qi An walked forward step by step with the urn in his arms, aimlessly.

Where to go, where to go, I don't know where to go, I have nowhere to go, because in this world, my only family member is gone, Qi An's eyes are full of tears again unknowingly, drop by drop He smashed it down and landed on the urn.

Qi An didn't know how long he walked holding the urn, until he was tired and couldn't move anymore, so Qi An squatted on the lawn beside him, even though he was squatting in Qi An's arms and still holding the urn, he didn't want to put it open.

Qi An rested his chin on the urn in a daze, his eyes were blank, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ding dong ding dong..." At this time the phone rang, and Qi An felt that he had no strength in his whole body, his hands were limp, and he couldn't lift half of his strength. Then Qi An sat on the ground with his buttocks in his arms The urn, with one hand reaching for the phone in his pocket.

Qi An took out his phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, little Qi'an, why didn't you come to work today?" Allen's straightforward voice came from the phone.

"I..." Qi An opened his mouth to speak only to realize that his voice was very hoarse, as if his throat was stuck by something, Qi An cleared his throat, and then said: "I have something to do these two days, can you please help me?" Is it fake?"

"How many days do you want to invite? If you have too many, you probably won't be able to approve it. What's the matter? Are you in a hurry?" Alan hadn't noticed anything wrong with Qi An, and was still crackling.

"One week, please. If it doesn't work, then I will resign." Qi An's voice was soft.

Hearing Qi An's words, Alan frowned in embarrassment, and replied: "Okay, then I'll try, if it doesn't work, you still have to..."

Before Allen finished speaking, there was a "beep" sound of being hung up on the phone, and Allen put the phone back in a bit of a daze, why did he think that Qi An was weird.

After Qi An sat on the lawn for a while, the phone rang again. Qi An picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Qian, is it convenient for you to come to the hospital? Hmm... I want to talk about your father, and he left you something." Dr. Qiao's voice came from the phone.

As soon as Qi An heard Dr. Qiao's words, his eyes lit up. His father had left him something, so Qi An stood up suddenly, probably because he had been sitting for a long time, his legs were numb, and his eyes were dark.

Qi An didn't reply for a long time, Dr. Qiao said again: "Qi An? Are you still there?"

Qi An slowed down for a while, and felt that it was not so dark before his eyes, so he replied: "Okay, I'll be right there."

Then Qi An hung up the phone, reached out to hail a taxi and rushed to the hospital.

Qi An carried Qi's father's urn and walked to the door of Dr. Qiao's office. As soon as Dr. Qiao opened the door, he saw Qi An's red and swollen eyes and pale face.

Doctor Qiao opened his mouth to say something, but Qi An asked anxiously, "Where is the thing my father left me?"

Dr. Qiao sat back in his seat, and asked Qi An to sit down too. As soon as Qi An sat down, he asked again: "Where are the things?"

Then Dr. Qiao took out a letter from the desk drawer and handed it to Qi An, who reached out and opened the envelope.

It was a very long letter, and Qi An read it for a long time.

The purpose of entry is Qi An's familiar handwriting, which is Qi's father's strong handwriting. The letter reads like this:

Xiaoan, when you read this letter, I probably have already left you. I'm sorry that I didn't accompany you to the end, but I believe that in the future, you will go on well alone.

Just seeing this, Qi An's tears fell again.

You are a sensible and good boy, you have never caused me any trouble since you were a child, and the rebellious period of other children's youth has never appeared in you.

When you were born, you were small, the skin on your face was wrinkled, your eyes were not opened, you could only open your mouth and cry loudly, it was not half beautiful, but when holding you, the feeling was amazing , This is my child, the continuation of my life.

So, I gave you a name, the single name Ann, and I hope you live a safe life.

Since you can remember, there has been no mother. I think you must not understand the meaning of the word "mother". The biggest regret in my life is that I failed to give you a complete family.

I remember, when you were five years old, you finally asked me, "Dad, do I have a mother?" I said, "Isn't it okay to only have a father?" Since then, you have never asked about your mother.

Xiaoan, you are a good child who is sensible and easy to worry about. You have been since you were a child, but more often than not, I hope you can be naughty and mischievous. Like other children, you will cry and make trouble, and you will have rebellious youth. Crying and asking me to ask for my mother.

But now, I hope that you can be stronger, even if I am not here, you can live on your own, the future is still very long, and my life is considered complete, but you are not, your wonderful life is just now start.

Dad is actually very hard, and I know you are very hard. Actually, I should have left long ago, but I was afraid that you would not be able to do it alone, so I have been fighting against the disease until now. This time, I know that it is probably impossible.

In fact, death is also a kind of relief for Dad, and it doesn't have to drag you down, so don't feel guilty or sad, I left happily.

Remember, you must be strong.

Last signature, love your dad.

After reading the entire letter, Qi An couldn't stop his tears from bursting down, pattering down, dripping onto the letter, making him dizzy.

Seeing this, Dr. Qiao stretched out his hand and patted Qi An on the shoulder to express his comfort.

After being patted on the shoulder by the doctor, Qi An remembered that this was still in someone else's office, so he wiped his tears with his hands, calmed down a little, then refolded the letter and put it back in the envelope, then picked up the urn and stood up , and bid farewell to Dr. Qiao.

Dr. Qiao frowned, and then said: "Qian, I'm sorry, I didn't tell your father's condition without telling the truth, but this is also your father's request."

Qi An understood in his heart, Qi An nodded, and replied: "I understand, Doctor Qiao, thank you for taking care of my father for so long." Then Qi An held the urn and bowed to Doctor Qiao, Then he turned and left.

Dr. Qiao looked at Qi An's leaving back and shook his head. His lack of complaint made him feel a little guilty. After so many years, as a doctor, he has already seen through life, old age, sickness and death. Alas...

Qi An walked out of the hospital with the urn in his arms, and then walked aimlessly, wherever he went.

When Qi An came back to his senses, he found himself standing at the gate of Jinghe Community.

Looking at the closed door, Qi An laughed at himself. Did he already regard this place as his home, but this place is still his own.

Qi An lost his key, and then went to the property to reapply for a new key, because the Jinghe community can be regarded as a high-end community, the work efficiency is very fast, and this is the person who was greeted by Youdu in advance, Qi An quickly Just got the key.

After Qi An got the key, he walked back home again and opened the door with the key.

After Qi An entered the room, he took out his suitcase to pack his things. In the end, Qi An only had one suitcase, just like when he came.

Then Qi An cleaned each room again, wiped it with a rag, and put the quilt neatly folded on the bed, then pulled the suitcase in one hand and the urn in the other, ready to leave.

Before leaving, Qi An took one last look at the room, and then closed the door.

Zian pulled his suitcase, then went to Quansheng and checked in a room.

The cost of the hotel is already high, and Quansheng's check-in fee is even more shocking. In the past, Qi An would have been reluctant to part with it, but now Qi An doesn't care.

After his father left, Qi An felt that all he had left was money, because he would not have to pay medical and hospital expenses in the future, and he would not have to wait for his father to buy a house after he was discharged from the hospital.

Qi An suddenly lost his goal and began to give up on himself.

After Qi An entered the open room, he sat on the bed, took out his mobile phone and surfed the Internet, looked at the cemetery, and wanted to choose a clean place for his father to sleep.

Qi An also thought about whether his father would be homesick and whether he would go back to his hometown to burrow into the soil, but Qi An didn't remember many things when he was young, for example, where his hometown was.

In the end, Qi An fell asleep with his mobile phone in his arms.