Chapter 901

How can we forget our old friends

Can you think about it

How can old friends forget each other

Auld Lang Syne

Auld Lang Syne

Auld Lang Syne

Drink and sing together friendship lasts forever

We used to wander on the green hills of our hometown all day

We've gone through all kinds of hardships, and we've been wandering around

Auld Lang Syne

Auld Lang Syne

Drink and sing together friendship lasts forever

We used to paddle on the green waves all day

But now they are separated

Across the ocean

Auld Lang Syne

Auld Lang Syne

Drink and sing together friendship lasts forever

We used to be like each other

Let's hold hands

Let's have a drink

Auld Lang Syne

Auld Lang Syne

Auld Lang Syne

Drink and sing together friendship lasts forever

Outside the wall of the military hospital, there is a kindergarten. At this time, it is just after school. Melodious songs are playing on the campus radio.

Countless happy faces rushed out of the classroom door.

For a moment, the world is full of laughter.

All of a sudden, a little boy fell to the ground and made a thump.

However, the children around were all rushing to run outside the campus gate, and no one paid attention to the child who fell.

As soon as the little boy's mouth was flat, he was about to cry.

At this time, a chubby hand, stretched out in front of him: "take my hand, I pull you up."

The little boy who fell down opened his hazy tears and saw that he was his good friend. He immediately laughed happily.

Two small hands tightly together, the fall of the little boy was pulled up from the ground.

Pull up his little boy, squat down and pat the dust on his clothes.

"Thank you."

"You are welcome, the teacher said, to help a friend, we are friends, we have to help each other all our lives!"

"Well!" The little boy nodded hard, two people holding hands, laughing, ran to the gate with the crowd, into the sea of change.

Hospital ward under the bed, a drop of hot liquid, along the face of the clouds, flow down.

The smell of blood filled the whole ward.

Yunni whole person completely silly, the only action, is to try to cover his nose and mouth, do not let himself make any sound.

Tears, like the water breaking a dike, gush out of her eyes and wash the blood on her cheek out of a ditch.

Yunni's heart, like being inserted with a knife, and then stirred hard.

The pain, even more unbearable than the real physical injury.

Her hands covered her cheek and her knuckles turned white.

I tried to open my mouth, but it was like a fish on the shore. No matter how hard I tried, there was only a sense of suffocation.

The whole world, like a silent confined space.

Yunni can't hear any sound. The world is absolutely still. Time is as sticky as glue and can't flow.

Every breath, the heart in the chest, seems to split.

Wanton spread, only tears.

Qin Lao's footsteps, left the ward.

With a loud thump, she fell to the ground from under the bed.

"Grandfather... Grandfather..." her cry seemed to wake up the whole world.

A sharp soft sword, inserted from the chest of yunyehe, pierced the heart directly.

But because Qin was not good at using soft sword, the wound was torn and the blood gushed.

Yunni is crying, pressing the wound with her hand.

But blood gushed out of her fingers.

"Grandfather..." Yunni's tears, want to be the raging waves, but tears never blood flow fast.

Yunyehe's heart was punctured, and most people died long ago, but he still held on, opened his eyes, looked at the clouds, and his mouth twitched a few times, showing a very ugly smile, like saying "girl, good job, you're not found."

The whole body of Yunni was shaking, and the hot tears soaked the clothes in front of her chest.

Her fingers were cut by the sharp soft sword, but she didn't feel any pain.

Yunyehe shook his hands and slowly felt for Yunni's hand in front of his chest, holding it weakly: "go... Find... Leaf..."

His throat trembled a few times, the corners of his mouth slightly pulled out, and his eyes lost their luster forever.

"Grandfather!" Yunni seems to be crazy and pours on the body of yunyehe, "grandfather, you don't want to die. I don't want you to die. Open your eyes and have a look at Nier, grandfather..."

On the old face of yunyehe, the wrinkles gradually spread out, leaving only an indescribable serenity.

Although there was a bloody wound on his chest, it seemed that it had nothing to do with him. He walked quietly.

The cloud neon breathes silently, feeling that something has been taken away from her body by an invisible force.

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Outside the hospital, Qin Fusu flustered from a car: "grandfather, I heard that grandfather Yun fell down?"

"Well, yes." Looking at his grandson in front of him, there was no pity for his younger generation in his eyes, only an unspeakable cold.

"What about the clouds? She... Is she OK? "

"It's OK. She and ye CuO are in the ward, taking care of Laohe." Mr. Qin waved his hand.

"Grandfather, I'll go to see grandfather Yun."

"Well, go ahead."

Qin Fusu rushed to the ward.

Bang!

The door of the ward was pushed open. Qin Fusu was shocked by the pungent smell of blood.

He frowned and walked into the ward. The room was empty, with only yunlao on the bed covered with a quilt.

It's just very strange that the quilt covers his face.

"Where's my cousin?" Qin Fusu said to himself.

In his heart, he was worried that Yun Lao's face was covered by the quilt and he couldn't breathe. When he lifted it with his hand, his whole scalp felt numb.

"Ah Qin Fusu stepped back in horror, fell to the ground and knocked over the cupboard at the head of the bed.

"This..." he put his hand on the ground, wanted to stand up, but found that his palm pressed a pool of sticky liquid.

He raised his hand and saw the dark red blood.

"Ah! Someone's coming Qin Fusu no longer has the old demeanor, hysterical shouting.

The doctors and soldiers outside rushed in and were shocked when they saw the picture in the ward.

"What's the matter?" Everyone was taken aback.

Qin Fusu stood up and looked at Yun Yehe's chest and his soft sword. He was surprised.

He slowly went to the edge of the bed, looking at the soft sword, from head to foot, is so familiar.

"Ye CuO!" Qin Fusu held the handle of the soft sword in disbelief.

Ye CuO gave the original drawing of the soft sword to him. No one is good at using the soft sword except ye Cuo.

"Why?" Qin Fusu shook his hands and looked around, "cousin? Cousin

He looked around and saw a bloody sheet extending from the window to the ground downstairs.

Apparently someone crawled out of the window along the sheet.

"Ye CuO!" Qin Fusu roared wildly, threw the soft sword on the ground and rushed out of the door of the ward.