Chapter 379

In this way, Cheng Qin's timely arrival gives Chen Wu a little comfort.

At least there is a person who is willing to raise the beam for he Nai!

From that day on, she stayed in Chaoyang welfare home and didn't know where ye Tian was, whether she was dead or alive.

Chen Wu quit his job and bought a ticket back to Jinghai.

He didn't dare to think of it, he needed to forget it more

Nanshan city.

Qiu Yingying's dull Ruan Jia's death report, a pair of beautiful eyes staring round, pretty face instantly become bloodless.

"Captain Ruan, you promised me to bring him back!"

She clutched Ruan Jia's arm, and her nails were about to dig into his flesh. Ruan Jia endured the pain and only squeezed three words from her teeth for a long time: "I'm sorry!"

Qiu Ying Ying Deng Deng Deng Deng steps back, eyes, tears.

"No, no!"

She couldn't help shaking her head and her eyes were red.

I fell in my brother's arms and cried.

"Brother, did he lie to me? Deliberately hiding in where, ye Tian is so fierce, how can he die? You tell me it's not true, that bastard just hid... "

Qiu Shaohua didn't know how to comfort her, so he just patted Qiu Yingying's shoulder and said nothing.

Clenching his fists, he looked at the death report on the table and spoke slowly to Ruan Jia: "Captain Ruan, you'd better take this back."

"But..."

"I'd rather believe he's alive than see his body!"

Qiu Shaohua's eyes are firm.

Crying in her arms, Qiu Yingying slowly opens her eyes and looks at her brother. A trace of hope slowly emerges on her bloodless pretty face.

"Brother, I'm going to find him! Be sure to find him

Qiu Yingying clenched her pink fist, her eyes full of firmness.

Qiu Shaohua and Ruan Jia looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

If you don't comfort Qiu Yingying, she's afraid she'll hurt her heart, right?

How many years have not seen my sister sad for a man to such a situation?

But how many percent of Ye Tian's chances of being alive?

Everyone knows that just falling off the cliff is a near death, not to mention the mountain fire in hazy moon valley. How can he survive!

……

Today is the beginning of winter.

It's also the seventh day after the mountain fire started in hazy moon valley.

All over the ground fly ash, once burned, with the unburned branches and leaves, as well as a few miles of scorched earth, has become a new scene of hazy moon valley.

But that morning.

In the remote valley where no one has been interested for a long time, under the fly ash, countless grass and trees sprouted stubbornly

The breeze blew away the ashes.

In the whole hazy moon Valley, under the withered vegetation, the grass with unknown name began to grow against the season!

And it's incredibly fast.

The grass constantly emerged from the ground and sprouted. What was left was the decaying giant trees with thick roots and countless fingernail sized branches

Crazy growth!

In the valley with gray yellow hue, the whole hazy moon Valley is covered with abnormal green, even the breeze seems to have a fresh breath!

Burning charcoal black weeping willow, RE Extraction branches, rapid diffusion, growth.

I don't know when there is a small silkworm chrysalis on the note, which will crack instantly!

A colorful butterfly sticks out its head and is reborn!

The whole hazy moon Valley is completely shrouded by green full of vitality. Looking at the whole mountain range from afar, its green meaning makes it seem to be a green jade on this golden belt!

Quite eye-catching!

Until night.

cemetery.

As soon as the little red lacquer coffin was put down, the middle-aged woman rushed to the coffin and cried desperately.

Today is Xiao Yuxuan's first seven.

The middle-aged man pulled her away.

The death of a middle-aged woman is a great sorrow in life.

"Yuxuan, Yuxuan!"

The woman's eyes were red and she was weak and limp.

She did not dare to imagine that her lively and lovely daughter should have died like this?

The mourners around were all relatives and friends, all in black mourning clothes, mourning for the coffin.

All lamented that Xiao Yuxuan was in the blooming season, the best age for girls, but

Hoo Hoo!

The strong wind suddenly rises, as if the temperature between heaven and earth has dropped dozens of degrees.

"Fill up the earth quickly. Today is the first seven. The old people say it's unlucky to be buried after the first seven. We can't wait any longer!"

Someone urged.

The middle-aged man can only pull his wife aside.

"Seal the earth!"

He said in a high voice.

That is at this moment, the sky is dark, after the wind, the sky even floating rain.

A moment later, everyone looked up to the sky.

"It's like snow? Strange, it's the first day of winter. "

"How could it be snow?"

Everyone looked at each other.

The middle-aged woman suddenly said: "Yuxuan said that she... Likes snow best!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone shut up almost at the same time and stopped chirping.

Scared to death.

It's getting dark.

Dong Dong!

The young men who filled the coffin suddenly changed their faces, threw away the shovel on their hands and ran away.

There was a thump in many people's hearts.

Dong Dong!

The clear percussion makes the surrounding sound full of cool air.

The wind howls and the snow falls.

The husband and wife came to the coffin and looked at each other. Their faces turned white instantly!

The sound comes from the coffin!

The guests who came to mourn were scared to death and ran away.

"Open the coffin and have a look!"

The woman said hastily.

"But..."

"Yuxuan is our daughter, no matter she is a ghost or a human, she will never hurt us!"

Women's eyes are almost full of entreaties.

In the snow, the middle-aged man held back the doubts in his heart, picked up the shovel on the ground and pried up the sealed pin.

The lid of the coffin fell to the ground.

Two people gape, almost pupil shrink.

Women's bodies are even shaking.

"Ma!"

This call, I don't know how many times I have fantasized these days, but after it happened in front of my eyes, I was so scared that the woman's eyes turned black and fainted directly.

"Rain... Yuxuan!"

"Dad, Wuwu... I miss you!"

The man looks at his daughter who hugs him tightly in front of him, just like before!

He slapped himself in the face.

Hands are shaking, this is not a dream!

"Yuxuan, you... You are still alive!"

All the doubts have become the deep moving at the moment.

Who cares why Xiao Yuxuan comes back from the dead?

As long as the girl is still alive, whether it's a ghost or a human, it's good to be alive.

When the family left, night had already fallen.

At the foot of the snow, has accumulated a finger thickness.

The thin figure in black has been watching them leave in the dark. The flying snow seems to ignore him, and it will disappear on the body.

He seems to be integrated with nature.

With a satisfied smile on his mouth, the man put on his hat and disappeared into the snow.

The coffin had been fastened up again. After filling the coffin, it was no different from the surrounding soil.

Under the snow covered soil, a green willow bud, tenacious growth out.

I believe that in the next few years, there will be another weeping willow here!