Eternal Burning [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 13 You Come Be My Gemstone

    "It's like this..." Sister Miao's voice was a little low and her face was solemn, "Mr. Huang from our team unfortunately passed away yesterday."

    As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

    "How could it be..."

    "This disease is very fast, Lao Huang is so old..."

    "Last week, he felt that he was fine, it's a pity..."

    Although I haven't participated in a few activities, I have no idea . The members of the group are not very familiar with each other, but the person who was talking and laughing last week passed away suddenly this week, and everyone will feel sad.

    In my impression, Mr. Huang is a very easy-going old man. He is in his seventies, with gray hair, and looks in good spirits. No one would believe that he is a cancer patient.

    It is said that he was diagnosed with lung cancer a year ago, and the doctor gave him chemotherapy. He felt that he might not be able to survive because of his old age, so he only had conservative treatment, and he also enrolled himself in a psychological support group to adjust his mood.

    "Mr. Huang left a letter, and he named it to everyone in the mutual aid group. Let's listen to it together." Sister Liao tore open the white envelope she had been holding all the time, took out the letter paper inside, and opened it in front of everyone's eyes. Read it face to face.

    "Goodbye everyone, see you next time!"

    "See you next time." The

    six team members said goodbye one by one, only to find out that it was raining heavily outside the gymnasium.

    I'm a little worried. I forgot to check the weather forecast when I went out today. I didn't bring an umbrella.

    "Old, teacher..." A timid voice came from behind.

    I looked back and saw that timid and shy high school girl.

    She didn't seem to know what to say when she was stared at directly. She stared at my face for three or four seconds, and then took out an umbrella from her bag as if she suddenly remembered something.

    "You...you didn't bring an umbrella, did you? I, I can take you to the car."

    I glanced at her umbrella, which was pink for a girl.

    "Thank you." I said softly.

    The rain was a bit heavy, and all her umbrellas covered my head, and half of my body was soaked in the short steps to the parking space.

    I was embarrassed to accept her favor in vain, so I asked where her home was and planned to give her a ride.

    "No need, it's too troublesome..." The girl quickly waved her hands and declined, "I'll just take the bus back."

    The weather is terrible for five minutes at the bus station, not to mention her clothes are still wet. I saw that her hand holding the umbrella was completely red from the cold, so I guess she must be very cold.

    "Come on, hurry up." I unconsciously brought on some sternness from class, the girl shivered, and she obediently got into the car.

    Her family lives on the other side of the school, and my family is completely in two directions.

    Two people in one car, it's a little strange not to talk all the time, but the girl is introverted, and I'm not a talkative person, I just said a few words at the beginning, and then there was no interaction.