Three days later.

Qiaochu died. After looking for Qiaochu for so long, Si Yichuan finally learned the bad news.

At the moment of hearing the news, he still couldn't restrain his pain and collapsed to the ground.

Si Yichuan only felt that his heart had been hollowed out. How could he not think that after waiting for so long news and looking for so long, he found nothing.

He reluctantly stood up from the ground and walked to Si Xiaobei not far away step by step. His back was desolate.

Just like an old man over 60, his hair turned white in an instant.

His inner concern, inner hope and inner faith had collapsed at the moment he learned of Qiao Chu's death.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. Qiao Chu, I'm sorry for you. Qiao Chu, I want to accompany you!"

Si Yichuan was pale, like an old man who had just recovered from a serious illness. His steps fell and bumped, as if he would fall down in the next second. He couldn't stand up again. How many times he impulsively wanted to accompany Qiao Chu.

Those thoughts were used alternately in Si Yichuan's mind. He became dull with reason and impulse.

Si Yichuan is devastated. There is always a gloomy irony on his face and the corners of his mouth are always rising. But those who understand know it all know that it is just a lonely irony caused by his ferocity and desolation in his heart

He really wants to accompany Qiao Chu. Since he can't enjoy life, he will have eternal peace underground.

Si Yichuan's whole face is haggard. Where is the handsome appearance of the first few in the river city? Wrinkles rise like ripples.

A trace of tenderness in the eyes is sadness... Helplessness... Pain

Si Yichuan looked at Si Xiaobei. There was fear in her eyes all the time.

Since being kidnapped by Ren Xiaoyun, Si Xiaobei has been frightened.

Afraid of everything, rejecting all strange things.

How can Si Yichuan be cruel to such a child and leave her to accompany Qiao Chu, regardless of Si Xiaobei's safety and future?

With a slight sigh, Si Yichuan succumbed to the arrangement of fate and slowly got up and left with Si Xiaobei.

The back is desolate. The rest of his life is very long. He must continue to live and live for sixiaobei.

He must take sixiaobei with him, but Qiaochu's death will become the permanent pain and torture of siyichuan.

Three days later.

It's Joe Chu's funeral.

Song Feifei holds the child and looks gloomy. She and Qiao Chu are best friends.

Now Qiao Chu has passed away, and she is destined to fight the pain alone in the future. No one can accompany her to share all the joy and joy, and no one will comfort her sorrow and injury. Looking at the short tombstone, she has separated the two people's lives.

The people in the tombstone lay there peacefully and calmly without emotional fluctuations. The people outside the tombstone did look bleak, and their faces showed unspeakable pain and sadness. This is the difference, the difference between the living and the dead.

Song Feifei's head has been drooping. Her hair blocked her beautiful cheeks. Only the corners of her eyes kept overflowing tears. When she looked carefully, it was like blood and tears, dripping on the ground drop by drop.

In that quiet moment, like the sound of rain, her shoulders held the child, but her fists were tightly clenched together and into the flesh and blood.

Song Feifei's mind is mostly about her happy time with Qiao Chu.

Every time she was scum for various reasons, Qiao Chu took her out of the haze, pursued the fun of life and found happiness; When she was secretly hurt, Qiao Chu always comforted him silently and accompanied her.

Think about those happy days, the days when they laughed together and had no trouble, and the real breeze blowing across their faces on the quiet path.

The two of her are always holding hands, sweet... Smiling... Holding tightly together and holding hands together to go far away.

You still go, go quietly, go let me panic, next life, still be a best friend. Song Feifei stopped twitching and hurting her mind. Qiao Chu, don't worry, the person who hurt you will eventually die and pay the price.

The people in front of the tombstone were all in black dresses, respectful, without words in twos and threes, too much comfort, and no expression.

However, the atmosphere is indeed extraordinarily depressed, and the feeling of grief is beyond expression.

The sky gradually darkened, and the rain fell quietly, dripping on everyone's head and clothes, but no one was willing to leave. Song Feifei held her child tighter, but she didn't want to leave at all.

That is the love of their best friend, that is the meaning of their best friend.

The sky is getting gloomy. A few people have left. Slowly, only song Feifei is left. No one will advise song Feifei.

But Han Qizhe finally took the child in her arms away, because although they have never experienced the death of their best friend, who can't see through it and who can't be moved by it.

Someone came from the cemetery and didn't even care about the umbrella. He went straight to song Feifei and told her: "Ren Xiaoyun was sentenced to death. Just a notice came. After Ren Xiaoyun was arrested, he was sentenced to death after trial."

Song Feifei suddenly saw a light in front of her eyes, but as if she hadn't heard it, she raised her head and looked at the man, "what are you talking about?"

"The little man was so excited that he was sentenced to death!"

Song Feifei's eyes are bright. Finally, finally, all evil things will be punished after all.

Song Feifei stroked her hair with the handrail and suddenly stood up.

Xu didn't stand firm because his legs and feet were too numb. He collapsed and sat down again, but he stood up slowly and steadily.

"Qiao Chu, I will often come to see you. We will always be good friends. We will always be. Without you, there would be no song Feifei now. I hope we can still be good friends in our next life.

I can also meet you, song Feifei, and the smiling, positive and sunny girl Qiao Chu. "

Song Feifei looked dignified and said word by word to the tombstone.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Joe Chu, rest in peace!

Song Feifei squatted down, picked up the fallen flowers next to the tombstone, stood up again, smiled at the tombstone for a long time, and then turned and left with the man.

"Ren Xiaoyun, you are finally going to usher in your own doomsday. Sure enough, people are doing, the sky is watching, and they are doing their own sins. You can't live."

Song Feifei finally returned to peace because of Ren Xiaoyun's sentence.

In the future, song Feifei will still live a good life. In this life, being a best friend with Qiao Chu will be the happiest thing in her life.

Back, still bleak... Still desolate