C1204

At the beginning of summer, I was dizzy. I was talking subconsciously. I didn't know what I wanted to say.

The only thing she thought of was her uncle.

Anxi always said that she was free and easy, not easy to be fettered by anything, so did she at the beginning of summer.

But in life, there are always accidents.

She can let go of anything, name or interest.

But I can't let him go.

"I love you. I really love you Just like you love me, in fact, my little uncle, I can give my life for you... "

In the beginning of summer, I heard footsteps.

She felt that she must have hallucinated.

All so long, she from the beginning of the hard call, hard knock on the door, to the last slowly no strength, have been unable to lift hands.

At the beginning of summer, when I regretted that I didn't save my physical strength, I tried my best to knock on the door for help.

She didn't think it would be so serious.

Who knows now, a such end.

However, she heard footsteps, as if closer and closer.

But when she got up to listen carefully, she didn't hear anything.

Is it an illusion? Do people always have such an illusion when they want to pass out?

If the outside voice is so easy to come in, she would have been heard at first when she knocked hard at the door and cried for help.

At the beginning of summer, I feel my body slowly falling to the ground.

She knows she can't, but she can't control her body at all.

Her hands, not even the strength to pinch their own thighs, to keep awake.

Even if she pinched hard again, she could not feel the pain, and her body was numb.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she heard nothing but silence.

But when I closed my eyes at the beginning of summer, I heard the sound of hurried and disordered footsteps echoing in my ears.

The sound of footsteps is the sound of leather shoes knocking on the ground.

At this time, at least dozens of people are rushing to the cellar.

Li Yanjin walked at the front, with long legs, big steps and fast frequency, leaving everyone far behind for a while.

Li Yan can't catch up with him even if she is jogging.

Walking through the garden, Li Yanjin was in a state of anxiety, and there was a layer of sweat on her forehead.

For the first time, he regretted putting the cellar so far away.

Li Yanjin always thinks that if we are late, even if we are a minute later, there will be more danger at the beginning of summer.

He dare not stop.

When he came to the door of the cellar, he was agitated and shook the door vigorously, even if it didn't move at all.

Li Yanjin looked sideways at the housekeeper running in a hurry and shouted: "hurry up!"

The steward trembled and almost lost the key.

On the way, the housekeeper took the key and dared not neglect it.

Li Yanjin knocks hard at the door, banging: "early? Early summer! If you are in or not, answer me immediately! "

"Early summer! I command you to speak, do you hear me! "

"Just say it! Early summer! Early summer! I'm calling you! "

At the beginning of summer, the eyes were half closed and half open. When they were about to fall down, the door suddenly banged. The sound echoed in the cellar and also in the ear of the beginning of summer.

Someone's coming!

In a flash of thought, she seemed to swim in the endless sea for a long time, and finally saw the coast.

"I am Yes. " She replied weakly, "I'm here, I'm inside..."

But her voice was so small that it couldn't get out.

Li Yanjin was already in a hurry. She grabbed the key from the housekeeper and opened the door quickly, regardless of her trembling hand.

At the beginning of summer, I gradually woke up, heard the sound of opening the door, heard the crisp sound of the key collision, just like I heard the sound of nature.

Someone's coming!

Finally someone came!

At last, she can relax and be bold. She can fall down without any more support.

Finally, the door was opened, and Li Yanjin pushed it open, the first to step in.

Gu Yanbin catches up with him, but doesn't care much. He directly reaches out to push away the housekeeper, and then goes in.

Li Yanjin looks up at the cellar and the empty stairs.

Then, he slightly side head, eyes down movement, saw behind the door, a pair of snow-white calves.

There are people here!

He held his breath and raised his hand to gently bring the door to him. As the door moved, his vision became wider and wider.

Early summer.

She's here, she's really here!

"The beginning!"

Li Yanjin called out in a low voice. For a moment, there was a blank in her mind. She bent down and squatted down, and took her from the ground and into her arms.

At the beginning of summer, I thought that I would fall on the cold floor and lose consciousness completely, waiting for someone to rescue her.

However, she heard the familiar, dream haunting soul lead voice.

Little uncle, is little uncle, to the end, to save her, find her, is little uncle, is her favorite man.

She fell into a very warm embrace.

Even in this life, she didn't feel that the arms of her little uncle were so warm and straight up to the top of her heart.

His breath, his smell, surround her.

His voice, deep in her ear sounded: "early, early summer, I finally found you..."

At the beginning of summer, I don't know if it's her illusion. She heard her uncle's voice, a little shaking.

His hands held her so tightly that they would soon melt her into his blood.

"I found you Do you know how long I've been looking for you? Why are you so cold Can you hear me at the beginning of summer? Early summer, early summer! "

At the beginning of summer, I opened my eyes slowly and looked at the deep eyebrows and eyes of the man in front of my eyes Little uncle... "

When he heard her speak, he felt relieved at last, and unconsciously lowered his head to reach her forehead: "I'm here, sorry, at the beginning. I'm late. "

Look at him at the beginning of summer.

She even thought that such a little uncle was strange.

Suddenly, she thought that her former uncle had not forgotten her uncle, but had come back.

He didn't show a senior attitude to her, his expression was no longer cold and aloof, he no longer regarded her as a stranger

"Am I confused? Is this My hallucinations. " At the beginning of summer, he said weakly, "is that you, my uncle? Is that who you are? "

"It's me, at the beginning, it's me."

She raised her hand slowly to touch his cheek, but she had no strength.

So her hand, the gesture, would fall like this.