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— Yes, but why are you asking me now that you know so well? But senior, your ID is also quite old, could it be that you are the girl who had a crush on Tan Yizhe back then?

"No, I just found a photo in the album with these two names on it. I couldn't remember where they were, so I came here to ask, purely out of curiosity."

Senior, don't quibble

A few laughing emojis were sent over, and then they suddenly started talking about that year.

At that time, it was the first time I heard that a couple had been killed. The man had returned, the woman had died, there was nothing left of her body, and she had been buried in that corner. The next year, I heard about An Shengmei's death.

Listening to her being briefly described as a bystander, Chen Cancan became distracted for a moment, but she quickly regained her senses, "Then do you know what happened to the boy who came back alone?"

— — It seemed … It was depressed for a while, but by then, they were almost done with their studies, and we didn't know much about it as second party members who were about to be promoted. I had recently learned a piece of news, and that was that the boy had become a doctor.

The voice on the other side spoke slowly with a reminiscent tone.

It was only then that I realized that it wasn't because of the color that people had become rustic, rather, it was because of that color that she couldn't control it. And Senior's body of red was so beautiful, but so magnificent … Later, I joined the Recreation Department, and even organized my own school newspaper. At that time, the story I reported took up the largest part of the page, and my pseudonym was' Begonia's Late Spring '.

Chen Cancan thanked her and slowly closed the computer. She already knew who the girl called An Shengmei was, if it was her … How long have we been gone?

Wiping her hair, she put on a thick jacket and flat shoes. She still remembered that An Shengmei's home was at that place, but as long as it was that little girl, no matter what kind of incomplete part she had become, she would have no face to face with her parents, but she could still calmly face her, because there were some people who could be kind to the point of disregarding right and wrong, and only looking at you.

It had rained all day, so An Shengmei and Chen Xiye didn't go out today. Yesterday, they had brought back all of the company's information. Busy until noon, An Shengmei saw that it was raining harder and harder outside. She stood up and closed the window that had a little gap in it. The sound of the patting on the window woke Chen Xiye who was working hard. She looked at the rain and wind outside through the transparent window thoughtfully, and her heart inexplicably throbbed with pain. Of course she wouldn't have thought that Chen Ye was sitting on the ice floor right now, the window open, allowing the wind and rain to blow on him.

All of Chen Ye's thoughts were still on the scene just now. His own elder sister, her appearance of a fiendish tyrant smashing his beloved treasure, had ruthlessly and utterly disregarded her own sadness and frustration.

Chen Ye's heart fell into despair. His face was covered in tears. He looked at his little playmate who had died on the ground, blood dripping from his heart.

She once thought that Chen Xiye had not treated him well enough, but after comparing the two, she realized how much Chen Xiye had done for him, and how sincerely she protected him from the heaven and earth. It was a pity that she did not know if she was lucky or if she had played some mischievous joke on him, causing her to be at a loss whether to laugh or to cry. As for living in An Shengmei's house, even though she felt that it was weird, An Shengmei was also smiling to contain it. How could she be like this elder sister who was connected to him by blood …

Outside, the wind and rain were blowing and the sky was darkening. There was no light in Chen Ye's eyes, and he did not know where he was. He did not move, allowing the increasing rain to drift through the open window into the house and onto his body, wetting his thick cotton clothes.

Chen Xin had already returned to her room and slammed the red wooden door shut. The door frame let out a painful "bang" sound, telling her that her master's anger had not been quelled!

The rain in winter was so cold. His wet clothes greedily absorbed the little remaining heat he had left. Unsurprisingly, he shivered a few times and felt as if his entire body had fallen into a cave of ice.

The whole day, Chen Ye was like a statue as he sat in his room motionlessly. Amongst them, Chen Xin came over twice.

The first time was when she came out to switch on the light in the hall after the sky had started to pull down the black curtain. Then, she came over to take a look at the expressionless Chen Ye.

Then there was the sound of bowls clashing in the kitchen! Chen Ye heard her sitting alone at the dining table as he slowly enjoyed her dinner. Even until the end, he did not come over to speak a word to him.

He had never thought that family could be so strange and so torturous!

The second time was at midnight. Chen Xin got up and went to the washroom. Seeing that Chen Ye's door was still open, she walked over and stood in front of Chen Ye for a few minutes.

Chen Ye looked at her dumbly. He really wanted to know if her heart was warm, to actually treat his own brother with such ruthlessness.

Chen Xin walked out with her slippers on, and casually turned off the light in her room. As she did so, Chen Ye sank into an endless darkness, her loneliness and despair pressing down on everyone! Chen Ye started to tremble again!

After a night of rain, the air was moist with a bone-chilling coldness! When the sky was still vast, An Shengmei was awoken by the sound of bells ringing.

"Who is it?" The sleepy An Shengmei picked up the phone that was placed on top of the bed and looked at the wall clock. It was just six o'clock, she could not help but mutter in her heart: Who is this early?

"Sister Shengmei, I feel terrible! Will you take me to the hospital? " Chen Ye's hoarse voice came out from the other side of the phone.

"What is it? "What happened?" An Shengmei sobered up and asked anxiously.

He seemed to take a deep breath and paused for a moment. Then, he explained, "I was unable to reach you on Sister Xi Ye's phone, so I called you. Sorry!"

"Where's Chen Xin? Just you wait, I'll be right over! " Being worried about the discomfort of Chen Ye's voice, An Shengmei could not care about the cold. She crawled out from under the blanket, grabbed Chen Xiye and rushed out.

There were few signs of life on the cold winter morning, and the cold morning wind was cutting at his face. Chen Xiye looked anxious as she ran along the road at her maximum speed. The nervous expression on An Shengmei's face just now was what raised Chen Xiye's heart up to her neck, and she continued to call Chen Ye, but no one replied to him.

"Chen Ye, Chen Ye." He fiercely knocked on the door, shouted with a loud voice, completely losing all the gentleness of a woman.

"Sister …" The door opened and Chen Ye leaned weakly against the doorframe as his face turned purple.