My cousin's funeral

My cousin's wife was the most beautiful and sexiest woman I've ever seen in my life. Her name was Xu Xiaohui, and she worked at a

bank . She tragically died of carbon monoxide poisoning in the winter of 1999 at the young age of 29. I first met her in 1993

when I was just 16. I was immediately captivated by her. She was 1.64 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, a beautiful face as white

as jade, a delicate, high nose, bright red lips, large eyes, and long eyelashes. She had long, flowing black

hair , wore a beige short-sleeved blouse, black trousers, and a pair of elegant

black high-heeled shoes. The tops of the shoes revealed her small feet encased in semi-transparent white stockings. I especially loved her small feet in those

white stockings. Later, we became closer, and I often went to her house. My cousin was often away on trips, so it

was just the two of us alone. We would take off our shoes and play with her little daughter on the carpet. I could touch her stockinged feet, but she

didn't seem to mind! I could even briefly touch her stockinged feet with my hands… > > >

One weekend evening in the winter of 1999, my cousin went on a long trip, and my aunt took my little niece back to her house.

Opening the door, she smelled gas. She quickly opened the doors and windows and went to the kitchen, finding a kettle of water on the gas stove; the flame was off, but

the gas valve wasn't turned off. My aunt rushed to the bedroom to find my niece, Xiao Hui. She found her lying fully clothed on the bed, with an

open book beside her pillow. Xiao Hui looked peaceful, as if asleep, but her face was flushed and there was some white foam at the corner of her mouth. My aunt

hurriedly asked a neighbor to take her to the hospital and then called my family to come and help. When we arrived at the hospital,

we heard crying from afar and saw many people gathered around the emergency room. As we approached, we saw several nurses comforting

my aunt, saying that the dead cannot be brought back to life and urging her to accept her fate. My little niece was also crying, clutching her grandmother's clothes.

On a gurney nearby, someone was covered from head to toe with a white sheet. My mother was very agitated and kept asking my aunt what had happened. My 　　aunt didn't answer, she just cried! The nurse asked my dad if he was a relative of the deceased and told him to go and complete the formalities. After

a while, my aunt cried some more, and my mom and I helped her to the gurney to see Xiao Hui's remains. My mom gently lifted the white cloth covering my cousin's face. My cousin lay there quietly, her beautiful face slightly flushed, her eyes closed, long eyelashes, high nose, bright red lips, and her black hair pulled back. She looked like a figure in a painting, as if she were asleep. Seeing how peacefully my deceased cousin Xiao Hui was, my aunt calmed down a bit and said, "My cousin isn't home, and this happened in the house How can I tell him?" My mom said, "Since it happened, let's take good care of her funeral arrangements." I thought we should take Xiao Hui back and leave her alone in the morgue. We wouldn't feel good about it, and we'd have to wait until Mingming comes back to see her one last time so we can talk to him. At this moment, my cousin also arrived, crying as she looked at her sister-in-law's body. She also said she wanted to take Xiao Hui home and set up a mourning hall there. I called an ambulance. After my dad finished , they carried Xiaohui, covered with a white sheet, back to my cousin's house on a stretcher. 　　Back home, my aunt asked my dad to inform my cousin and other relatives. I helped carry the stretcher into the bedroom. My aunt and cousin discussed arranging the funeral bed. My mom found a new white sheet and laid it on the bed. My cousin pulled back the white sheet, revealing my cousin's wife's entire body. She was wearing a pale yellow women's top, black skinny jeans, and white silk stockings, but no shoes. They asked me to fetch water, saying they needed to wash and change her clothes. When I brought the water, they had already removed all her outer clothing. My mom told me to go find her photo album, but actually, she wanted me to leave! I saw them close the door, so I stood on the sofa and looked through the window in the door. It was the first time I'd seen my cousin's wife naked. She was so sexy. Her skin was so white, and my cousin had pulled down her white silk stockings, revealing red nail polish on her toes. She lay naked on the stretcher, and my mother carefully washed her face, breasts, genitals, and feet. My cousin opened her wardrobe and took out a white silk bra she had worn before, dressing her in it. Then she asked what clothes to dress her in. My aunt initially said she should dress her in a traditional seven-piece long-sleeved shirt, trousers, and high heels. But my cousin insisted she should be dressed up nicely before leaving, so in the end, she changed her into a pure white women's short-sleeved shirt and black skinny jeans that she had only worn once. 　　My cousin then took out a new pair of white, sheer silk stockings from her wardrobe and put them on her feet. I came downstairs and called for the door to open. 　　She said she couldn't find the photo album! My cousin asked me to help them carry her to bed. Looking at my cousin's wife lying on the stretcher, I said, "Xiao Hui, she's so beautiful." This made all three of them cry again. My cousin said, "Xiao Lei, let's get her to bed quickly!" 　　I held my cousin's wife's feet, and my cousin held her arms as we moved her body to the bed. I could touch Xiao Hui's wife 's feet; they were so smooth and cold, it made me feel terrible! With red eyes, I watched my mother tidy her hair by the bedside. My cousin applied foundation, drew her eyebrows, put on eyeshadow and mascara, and finally applied lipstick. My aunt took out two shoe boxes from the shoe cabinet, saying these were two pairs of new shoes she hadn't had time to wear yet, and to pick one for her. My cousin chose a pair of black high heels with thin straps and put them on her stockinged feet. My mother asked if there were any unused satin quilt covers at home. My aunt said there were plenty, and opened a drawer, taking out several satin quilt covers—red, yellow, purple, and white. My mother said that usually, people use bright red ones. My cousin said that Xiao Hui liked to wear white clothes when she passed away, so I thought we should cover her with a white blanket! She said this as she unfolded the pure white satin sheet , pulling it from her pointed black high heels all the way to her chest, and folded it neatly! I was mesmerized. My mother, afraid that my aunt would be sad, went up and covered Xiao Hui's face, then helped my aunt out of the bedroom… > > > 　　The mourning hall was already set up in my cousin's living room. A snow-white curtain separated the hall into two rooms. The outer room was filled with wreaths and flower baskets. In front of the altar was an offering table with an incense burner and white candles. The memorial tablet read "The Spirit Tablet of My Beloved Wife, Xu Xiao Hui." Above the table, on the white curtain, was a beautiful and dignified young woman with shoulder-length permed hair, large, watery eyes, long eyelashes, a delicate nose, and a charming cherry-like mouth, smiling with affection in her eyes. Behind the white curtains of the mourning hall was a sandalwood couch, covered with soft, off-white silk bedding. My aunt and cousin gently lifted my cousin's petite body onto the funeral bed. Her delicate form was clad in a snow-white silk short-sleeved blouse, revealing small feet encased in white sheer stockings and pointed black high heels. 　　My aunt placed a silver-white silk square pillow under her long, wavy black hair. A white ribbon was tied around her forehead , and a hairnet adorned the back of her head, highlighting her mature feminine beauty. Her body was then carefully arranged...

She lay flat on her back on the smooth, white deathbed, her delicate black high heels slipping down

to reveal her small feet encased in white stockings. Just then, relatives from her sister-in-law's family came to see Xiaohui. My cousin quickly

covered Xiaohui's body with a white silk sheet. My cousin's mother sat beside Xiaohui's deathbed, weeping as she looked at her deceased

sister-in-law's body. My cousin had already covered Xiaohui's face with a white silk quilt, comforting the old lady, saying, "The dead cannot

be brought back to life. Please take good care of yourself! Xiaohui was so young, and she's gone like this. Why hasn't my brother come back for the funeral

? In two days, Xiaohui will be placed in the coffin, and after that, she'll be cremated. We'll never see her again! My brother

loved Xiaohui so much; he'll be heartbroken for the rest of his life if he doesn't see her one last time. Poor Xiaohui, only thirty years old, so

beautiful and virtuous, gone just like that!

Xiaohui was the most popular person in her workplace, and the most beautiful female colleague in everyone's eyes." My cousin covered Xiao

Hui 's body with a white silk satin quilt and tucked the white

silk sheets on either side of the body. She then helped the old lady away, leaving only Xiao Hui's body and me in the mourning hall. I stared blankly at my cousin's

body on the deathbed, its head and feet covered by the white silk satin quilt. I gently lifted the white silk

satin covering

the body and saw Xiao Hui's fair arms, beneath the short sleeves of her pristine white silk blouse, lying limply on the white mattress beside her. Her slender fingers were painted with bright red nail polish and wore a platinum ring; a delicate gold bracelet adorned her wrist. So beautifully dressed,

Xue Li lay quietly on the snow-white, thickly covered brocade mattress. Her petite, graceful

body was covered by a thin white silk satin shroud. Trembling, I lifted the white silk

veil covering Xiao Hui's face. There she was, her beautiful face lightly made up, her long, wavy black

hair tied back with a red ribbon, and a black hairnet framing her dark hair. Mature and sexy,

she was the epitome of a beautiful young woman, incredibly alluring! Her eyes were closed, long eyelashes still clinging to tears. Her

cherry-like lips were carefully painted with bright red French lipstick, and her face was lightly powdered and

rouged . My cousin and mother had spent an hour preparing her body, using

only imported cosmetics, including the rose-colored nail polish on her toes and fingers. Looking at my cousin's beautiful corpse,

I couldn't help but want to see the shoes and socks on her small feet. I couldn't resist touching her small feet in white silk

stockings . The moment I touched her cold, pointed feet encased in white silk stockings… First, I removed the white silk satin covering my cousin's body

. I examined her closely and found she was wearing a white silk short-sleeved blouse, black culottes

, and a pair of delicate black high-heeled shoes, the tops of which revealed her

slender feet encased in white silk stockings. I found a brand-new pair of delicate black high heels in the room and a new pair of

white stockings in the drawer. I went to the bedside, lifted the white silk quilt covering her feet, and tremblingly grasped the corpse's cold,

delicate feet encased in smooth, off-white stockings. I couldn't help but knead them. I removed her high heels and the white

stockings she was wearing. These were my favorite pair of white short silk stockings she had ever worn, adorned with tiny white flowers the size of grains of rice.

I couldn't let her wear them, especially since the pair I gave her was also very beautiful—a pair of delicate,

semi-transparent off-white silk stockings embroidered with small white plum blossoms.

A pair of delicate black women's high heels slipped down, revealing

small feet encased in semi-transparent, off-white silk stockings embroidered with white plum blossoms. These feet were visible through a thin

white silk quilt, which was quickly covered. I looked at Sister-in-law Xiaohui's high, firm

breasts against her white silk short-sleeved shirt. Her full, round breasts, pressing against the small silk garment, swelled like two small white mounds. Her white

bra was faintly visible beneath the semi-transparent fabric. There was no one else in the mourning hall; my cousin and the others had gone out to arrange for a refrigerated coffin

. I mustered my courage and unbuttoned Sister-in-law Xiaohui's shirt. Her breasts, white as cream, were covered by an off-white lace

bra. I pulled aside the bra and saw that her breasts were very white and round; although not particularly large, they were well-proportioned.

Like a pair of round steamed buns, her pink nipples had a slightly darker color, after all, she had been married. I buried my head and kissed her

nipples, smelling the faint floral scent of shower gel on her body. I suckled on her nipples, and looking up at her face,

it was as beautiful as if she were alive, as peaceful as if she were asleep!

Without hesitation, I pulled back the white satin covering her body, unbuttoned her black women's trousers,

and saw her white silk panties shimmering with a white sheen. I pulled them off as well… I found

a pair of , crumpled them into a small ball, and stuffed them into her mouth. Her body was neatly arranged,

lying flat on her back on the clean, smooth white deathbed. I covered her with a white silk quilt, and then slowly pulled up the white silk sheet folded in front of my chest

to cover Xiaohui's face. Looking at my cousin's beautiful face covered by a pure white silk quilt, the white silk sheet completely

concealed her body from head to toe, revealing only the contours of her corpse beneath

the white silk .

My cousin rushed back from Shenzhen and burst into tears as soon as he entered the funeral hall. Xiao Hui's mother, holding her son-in-law's hand,

wept, saying, "You're finally back! Xiao Hui is gone. Go and see her face!" I accompanied my cousin

to Xiao Hui's deathbed. There, she lay quietly

on a thick, snow-white brocade quilt. Her petite, slender, and beautiful body was covered by a thin white silk shroud. With

trembling hands , my cousin lifted the white silk veil covering Xiao Hui's face. He saw her beautiful face

, lightly made up, with long, wavy, jet-black hair tied back with a red ribbon. A black hairnet held her dark

hair at the back of her head, giving her a mature and sexy look—the makeup of a beautiful young woman, incredibly alluring! Her eyes were closed, and long eyelashes

still held reluctant tears. He lifted the white silk veil from Xiao Hui

's body, examining her closely. She wore a snow-white, silk short-sleeved blouse, black trousers, and small feet encased in

white semi-transparent stockings, topped with pointed black high heels.

My cousin said, "Brother, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Let's take good care of Sister-in-

law it's time to prepare her for burial." As she spoke, she called us forward and lifted Xiao Hui, still wrapped in a white silk quilt, from the bier

and placed her into a glass ice coffin lined with thick, soft, golden brocade.

The body of the deceased Xiao Hui, her small feet encased in white semi-transparent stockings and wearing pointed black women's high heels, was being held. She was dressed in a white

silk short-sleeved blouse, black trousers, and delicate black high heels, the tops of which revealed…

First, her slender feet, encased in white silk stockings, were gently lowered into the coffin. Then, her body was laid

flat on a soft, golden brocade. The soft, light, off-white silk sheet covered her up to the high

hem of her white silk cheongsam. Incense smoke curled in the mourning hall, white gauze draped around her, with only the bright white light and a transparent ice coffin containing her body

.

In the open coffin lay Xiao Hui's body, covered with white silk. Her cousin, supporting the coffin, peered inside

. Xiao Hui lay quietly in the snow-white coffin, covered with a thick white brocade quilt. Filled with immense pity, he tenderly

kissed his deceased wife's cherry-red lips. He wept for a while, then carefully examined her body,

lifting the white quilt to reveal Xiao Hui dressed neatly, her small feet peeking out from under the white silk, wrapped in semi-transparent

white silk stockings—the very attire for her burial. Slowly, the white silk

sheet folded over Xiao Hui's chest was pulled up and covered her face. The whole family scattered the prepared fresh flowers inside the coffin, covering it with the snow-white

satin shroud. The coffin lid was closed. With a cannon blast, the coffin containing Xiao Hui's body was lifted by six

people placed on the hearse at the door. The hearse slowly drove towards the funeral home… > > > > > >

Inside the funeral home, the waiting hall was packed with people, all there to bid farewell to Xiao Hui. The coffin containing Xiaohui's

body was brought to the crematorium. Two crematorium workers opened the coffin and

lifted the female corpse, along with the white silk quilt, and placed it neatly on the body tray. Xiaohui lay flat on her back on the tray, her delicate,

milky-white high heels slipping down to reveal her

small feet encased in semi-transparent, off-white silk stockings embroidered with small white plum blossoms, peeking out from under the thin white silk quilt. A thick, golden-yellow silk quilt covered the body

tray. Xiaohui wore a pure white silk short-sleeved blouse, the thin white silk fabric

supporting her full, round breasts. She wore black silk leggings and delicate black

high heels, the tops of which revealed her small, delicate feet, white and tender like lotus roots, encased in white silk stockings. Before

cremation , her cousin did her makeup one last time at the crematorium, changed her stockings, put on a pair of off-white women's high heels, and

covered her body with a beige silk shroud. He personally carried her into the crematorium on a flatbed cart, placed

an off-white silk shroud and a pair of semi-transparent off-white women's silk stockings in the urn, and then placed her portrait

on the urn at home with some flowers. Xiao Hui's mother, with tears in her eyes, lifted the white silk shroud covering Xiao Hui's face.

She saw her cousin's beautiful face lightly made up, with long,

wavy black hair tied at the forehead with a red ribbon, and a black hairnet covering the back of her black hair. She looked mature and sexy, a beautiful young woman, extremely

alluring !

Her eyes were closed, and long eyelashes still held tears that refused to leave. Then, the white silk quilt covering Xiao Hui's body

was completely lifted. Xiao Hui's small body was dressed in a beige silk short-sleeved

blouse , black silk trousers, and a pair of delicate black high heels. The heels of her feet, embroidered with

small white flowers, were visible through semi-transparent beige silk stockings. Xiao Hui's husband found a brand-new pair of

delicate black high heels, walked to the mortuary, and tremblingly grasped the woman's cold

, slender feet encased in smooth beige silk stockings. He couldn't help but knead them, quickly removing the black high heels from Xiao Hui's body. He covered her with the white silk quilt,

then slowly pulled up the white silk sheet folded in front of him to cover his cousin's face. Watching Xiao Hui's beautiful face covered by the

pure white silk quilt, and the white silk sheet covering his cousin's body from head to toe

, revealing only the contours of her body beneath the white silk quilt, was heartbreaking. Xiao Hui's husband looked at his deceased

wife's body her small feet encased in white sheer stockings and wearing pointed black high heels, neatly arranged,

lying flat on her back on the smooth white funeral bed. The heels of her delicate black high heels had slipped down,

revealing small feet encased in sheer stockings.

Xiao Hui's mother cried, saying that she had died so young. According to custom, a young woman's body should not

be left unburied ; it should be immediately placed in the coffin. Xiao Hui's body should have been taken directly from the morgue to the crematorium according to custom, but

the funeral home worker said: "Such a young and beautiful woman, so lovely, suitable for mourning and viewing. Her beautiful body is dignified and peaceful

, beautiful and moving." At this moment, the funeral worker approached Xiao Hui's mother with tears in her eyes and said: "A person cannot live after death. We're

about to close for the day. Is this your daughter? She was so beautiful, so peaceful even in death. Let's properly

prepare her for cremation!" As they spoke, they gently lifted the white silk veil covering Xiao Hui's face. Four workers lifted Xiao Hui off

the gurney, pressed a button, and the conveyor belt started. Xiao Hui's petite body moved towards the furnace opening. Due to the vibration of

the conveyor belt , one of Xiao Hui's black high heels came loose.

Her cousin stepped forward and put the shoe back on Xiao Hui's sister-in-law's small, white-stockinged foot. Xiao Hui's sister-in-law's head entered the white

curtain, and then her entire body disappeared into the white curtain. I went to the crematorium to watch the cremation process; generally,

family members of the deceased are not allowed to watch. The observation window had an iron door, inside which was a transparent, heat-resistant glass panel. Xiao Hui's sister-in-law

lay in the furnace wrapped in a pure white silk shroud. Her beautiful face was visible outside the white shroud. The furnace had already been preheated. Suddenly

, the shroud covering Xiao Hui's body seemed to be swept away by an unseen wind, and in an instant, without a trace of

flame, it vanished. The pale, naked, beautiful body of a young woman turned into a charred

skeleton in just three seconds. An hour later, Xiao Hui's beautiful body was reduced to ashes in a box. Only a photograph of Xiao Hui's beautiful portrait remained,

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