Chapter 995： Sigh

"Thank you, Daniel."

Feeling the temperature on Chen Fan's palm, Huang Hua smiled, and then glanced at the backyard with a layer of blood that had been covered in blood, and a voice of regret sounded.

"Unfortunately, I didn't fulfill my promise in the end and didn't plant more than ten thousand flowers for you."

After all, Huang Hua left.

"Do not!!!"

Chen Fan cried bitterly, with two lines of blood and tears in his eyes!

He didn't understand, why from the beginning to the end, all the people related to him have to endure a sad ending, why is he alone, never get true warmth and happiness!

Originally, Chen Fan thought that it was God's favor for him to live a lifetime, but now he understands that this is the greatest punishment for him!

"God thief, listen to me. If you have any kind of grievances, please come to me Chen Fan, don't involve people around me!"

"If you are visible, wait for me. One day, I will come to the depths of the sky and find you, knocking you high above to the ground, and stepping on you, who is in charge of life and death!"

"I want to listen to your wailing, look at your despair, I want to give you everything you impose on me, a hundred times, a thousand times, and a thousand times!"

"Crack!!"

Chen Fan's voice fell, and a dry thunder suddenly exploded, as if the sky was answering him, showing his own majesty and disdain.

After doing all this, Chen Fan looked at the yellow flower in his arms again, bowed his head and kissed, and kissed on his forehead.

It's just a pity that Huang Hua can't feel it anymore.

In this backyard, Chen Fan buried Huang Hua with his parents. Er Huang didn't know when he would arrive, sobbing and feeling sad for the host.

Chen Fan just sat in the backyard, facing the blood-colored flowers, staring at the lonely grave of yellow flowers in a daze.

The night fell quietly, and the sun rose again.

One day and one night passed, and Chen Fan turned his head all night.

The long black hair that was originally black has disappeared, and what went with it was calm as snow, meticulous white hair!

Ten days later, Chen Fan still sat in place.

One month passed, three months, six months, and one year, just slipping away quietly.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, thunder, rain and snow, the sun rises and the moon sets, the tide ebbs and flows.

Chen Fan's eyes still didn't blink, and his body still didn't move at all.

Thousands of flowers bloom once again, and the life of the villagers in Dahe Village has once again returned to peace, but there are always people who are silently watching the direction of Chen Fan in their spare time.

No one knew what Chen Fan was thinking, and no one dared to disturb him in front of the mountain.

Everyone seems to be waiting, waiting for a certain moment to come.

One day, after a night of rain, Chen Fan found a small flower on the head of Huang Hua's grave.

The flowers are yellow and thin, as if the wind will blow them away.

It is the same as the yellow flower, its appearance is ugly, faded with amazing tenacity, let the wind and rain blow, but always maintain its own posture.

Chen Fan was stunned. He seemed to have seen the Huang Hua who had saved himself and depended on himself.

Suddenly, Chen Fan stretched out his fingers and pointed towards the front. In a short time, thousands of flowers suddenly grew in the backyard.

One year after Huang Hua died, Chen Fan finally fulfilled her long-cherished wish and completed this sea of ​​flowers.

And in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, is a swaying yellow flower.

For the first time, Chen Fan showed a slight movement, and saw his two sword eyebrows frown, and a drop of crystal teardrops spilled, which was to commemorate himself and the yellow flower.

It's just a pity that she will never see her again.