Soul fantasy

"A-xian , you are still awake?" Feng qiang was in his late 70s . as far as he remembered,there is only one person who called him by that name. he could here the gentle voice in his thoughts, a faded memory. Is he finally going to die? As a man , Feng qiang had experienced everything a man could ever wish for in his life Money, power, status,a healthy and happy family. yet he missed the good old days, and his friends. " A-xian" there is it again, that pleasant voice of hers.one that he had missed for decades. "A-li". Feng qiang whispered hoarsely. she has been dead for nearly half a year. why was he hearing things now? did his time really come ? "Dear, donot exert yourself" Feng qiang's wife , Feng Mairuo tried to calm down her agitated husband. agitation is particularly not good for his health, he has been hospitalized for nearly three months. the doctors couldn't find anything wrong with him. Feng Mairuo knows that her husband was grieved over his friends death.nearly all of them died in a span of two years, one after another.. Feng took it bravely, until ... "A-Li" Feng qiang tried to raise his hand, as if trying to catch someone hurriedly.. Mairuo calmly held his hand, but only she could understand the turmoil going in her heart. her husband's best friend, Li qin,Nation's legendary musician and philanthropist was dead for nearly half year, and Feng qiang health deteriorated gradually. Mairuo rarely met those 5 friends that his husband cherishes the most, except for two to three times, in past 40 years. everyone has been busy with their own lives, they communicate well enough,but could rarely meet in person. of his five friends, Li qin was the person she was least acquited with. after all, she is a prominent figure in the music industry and thus have less time to gather for get togethers. but she had always been good enough to send her apologies whenever she couldn't make it,which is almost,all the time. why was her husband calling her now? she had known her husband well, initially signs of distrust stemmed in her over Feng qiang's and Li qin's bond, but her husband's friends explained it to her that Feng valued A-Li far above every else, even more so than Feng's first and only love, Ruolan. "A-xian.... won't you come to me? we have been waiting for you...Me, Ruo-ruo, Ah kum, Caihong, Run yue are waiting for you". Feng qiang could here A-Li's soothing voice call out to him. he could see a strange silhouette, one that very much resembled a young A-Li pulling his hand, coaxing him to join them in afterlife. wouldn't that be what he had always wished for? each and every one of his dear best friend died before him, testing his heart's patience and consistency. If Ruolan's and Caihong's death were like a big blow, A-Li's death was the last straw. he could find a pressure on his left hand, his wife holding him firmly, her eyes pleading him to think of her. Mairuo was a good wife,Feng would give her that. but hasn't he dedicated himself for her in this life? dedicated his life for their family, their social standing. has he ever lived for himself? Mairuo felt her husband's pulse become shallow with each passing second. tears began streaking down her elegant face. so he decided to leave her?? Monday morning 5.13 a.m ,, the Director of Feng group of Industries, Feng qiang, died peacefully, leaving his nephew, Feng shaofeng as his only successor. Feng qiang could find his body become light as feather. Is this what happens after death? he could find himself loosing consciousness, before he found Li qin's voice calling out to him once more.