Chapter: 1816

There is a very special headstone in a quiet corner.

Why is it special, because this tombstone is painted with various paints, which looks particularly sunny, not as heavy as the tombstone.

There are a few large characters engraved on the front of the tombstone - the tomb of Xiang Lingfeng.

Jirou stood in front of the tombstone, the hot sun shone on her body, her clothes were already soaked with sweat, but she just stood there blankly like she didn't know the heat. for nearly an hour.

After a long time, until the whole world was almost quiet, she gently stretched out her hand to caress the big characters engraved on the stone tablet, and outlined the name she was so familiar with stroke by stroke: "Brother Feng... ..."

Calling out his name, her nose turned sour, and tears welled up in her eyes again: "Brother Feng, where have you been?"

"Brother Feng, I know, you are still alive, you must still be alive, but you went to a place where Xiaorou can't find you."

"Brother Feng, you said that when Xiaorou is in trouble, you will definitely show up, you will definitely show up, but when I was bullied, where were you? I shouted loudly, but you didn't come to pick me up. Feng Brother, you really forgot Xiaorou, can you really not remember Xiaorou?"

She still clearly remembered that he held her hand and said to her, "Xiaorou, don't be afraid, uncle is gone, you still have me, let me love you and protect you from now on."

Hearing his words at that time, she was as happy as a fool, holding his hand, laughing and jumping: "Brother Feng, I have been waiting for you to say this. I am waiting, waiting for you to confess to me. I thought I couldn't wait, but I didn't expect to wait until today."

She stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, and kissed him on the cheek: "Brother Feng, I like you. I have wanted to marry you since I was a child."

They grew up together, went to school together, and experienced the best years of their lives together. However, not long ago, when they were experiencing the biggest blow in life, he also disappeared from her life.

He disappeared suddenly, disappeared so completely, and there was no news of him. She searched for a long time, but couldn't find any clues about him.

It was as if he had never existed.

It seemed that the memories of her and him in the past were just her fantasy, and nothing had ever really happened.

"Brother Feng, you definitely don't know. Even if Uncle Xiang's mother told me the news of your death, even if they put up a tombstone for you, I still don't believe that you have left me."

Some people say that she is deceiving herself, some people say that she is schizophrenic, she can say anything, her mouth grows on other people, and Ji Rou can't control it.

But no matter what those people said, Jirou firmly believes that her brother Feng is absolutely reluctant to leave her in another world.

He had just confessed to her not long ago, they had just fallen in love, and their love boat hadn't sailed yet, how could God take him away from her so cruelly.

"Brother Feng, but..."

Once again, when she called "Brother Feng", Ji Rou choked up and couldn't speak, letting her tears and sweat flow.

She didn't believe that he left this world, but her innocence was really ruined by that man named Qin Yinze.

Even if Brother Feng could come back in the future, what face would she have to meet him?

The pure and pure Ji Rou in his heart is no longer there, and now she is a girl who has been abused.

In the final analysis, she still blames herself, her self-awareness is not strong, she always thought that she was strong and could protect everyone around her, but in the end she realized that she was a weak person who couldn't even protect herself.

Jirou wiped away her tears and sniffed: "brother Feng, tell me, what should I do?"

But no matter how she asked, no one answered her. The one who answered her was the chirping robin on the tree.

...

The scorching sun was hanging in the sky, and the scorching energy seemed to want to roast all the creatures on the earth.

It was because the weather was so hot, and it was ten o'clock in the noon, there were not many people in the large cemetery.