The fire, which had burned half the sky, had spread to the surrounding buildings, and firefighters were quickly trying to stop the fire while others tried to rescue the survivors. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ye Yan's eyes were empty, he pulled a firefighter and muttered, "Please, save my sister......"

The other party just nodded in a hurry, and joined the rescue team in a blink of an eye.

The flames burned all night, Ye Yan always sat in front of the residential building, surrounded by people, some firefighters and medical personnel, and staff who had already surveyed the scene, and they wanted to figure out how the fire happened.

And Ye Yan just looked at the blackened building, which could no longer be inhabited. He watched all night, and many people were rescued by firefighters, but he never found that familiar beautiful face.

Ye Yan closed his eyes slightly, it was four years ago, and Ye Yan was not yet 20 years old. The memories faded, how much he hoped that the smart girl could find a way to escape, how much he hoped that she just played a joke with Ye Yan, and on the opposite side of the ruins, there would be a beautiful figure standing, looking at Ye Yan from afar, about to rush over and hug him.

Ye Yan's eyes were a little moist, and he muttered in a low voice: "Sister......"

But this slight word immediately dispersed with the wind, and no one knew it anymore.

He took a deep breath, life still has to look forward, in fact, Ye Yan understands very well in his heart, this is not his hypocrisy, but the feeling in his heart cannot be erased with the years, that will be the motivation for him to keep moving forward.

"Smack!"

Ye Yan stood up and glanced at the ruins, after dozens of hours of travel, he came back from thousands of miles away, the mountains in his hometown were still green, and the water was still flowing like that, but there would be no more homes to greet him, and there was only a pile of ruins.

With eyes like fire, Ye Yan's eyes looked at the opposite side of the ruins, it was a figure in a black coat, with a scarf and a brim pressed against the brim, making it impossible to see the face clearly.

He raised his head slightly, quickly lowered his head, got into a taxi, and left.

Ye Yanjian's eyebrows frowned slightly, he shook his head, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he finally took a look at this piece of ruins that had been lying quietly on the ground for many years, maybe the next time he came back, he would never see it again.

Ye Yan didn't just come to see this ruin, he sat on Wuling Hongguang, in addition to this residence that had long been turned into ruins, Ye Yan still owned a house in Tuocheng, which was a two-story building built in the countryside, where Ye Yan lived before high school.

Every year during the Chinese New Year or a small long holiday, he will come back here to live for a few days, but in recent years, Ye Yan has come back less often.

……

On the other side, in a taxi, there was a man dressed in black sitting in the back seat, unable to see his age or face.

His eyes flickered, his head bowed slightly, and he rubbed a jade ring in his hand, which looked extraordinary.

The driver in front of him looked in the rearview mirror and said, "Hey, that place, it was demolished because of a fire many years ago, and I heard that many people died at the beginning......"

The man in black raised his head slightly, his gaze changed suddenly, and his pupils seemed to flash the apocalyptic picture, and he nodded slightly.

The driver smiled: "Since then, basically no one has been to this ruin, but don't say it, every year a man comes back here to see, the same man just now, I used to take over his business." ”

"Really......"

The man in black read in a low voice, and the jade ring he was playing with in his hand was held in his hand: "After this time, it seems that I have to find something for you to do......"

"Take me back to the hotel. ”

"Good. ”

……

After about 20 minutes of driving, Ye Yan stopped in front of a house built around farmland, the small western-style building with white exterior bricks was Ye Yan's house, far away from others, there was a sense of independence and heritage.

Surrounded by a bamboo forest, a few mulberries on the road are bare, waiting to bloom in summer.

Ye Yan took out the key and opened the dusty gate, the yard was already messy, and some naughty children would still stone here, in fact, Ye Yan was not welcomed here.

After all, Ye Yan is young, and he is not a wealthy person, and his family is withered, which is a normal thing, as for the land that should have been inherited, it has already been occupied by those so-called uncles.

For these, Ye Yan never cared. It didn't before, and it won't be anymore now, because Ye Yan's vision is no longer what it used to be, how can he care about these rare fields, and he doesn't have time to take care of it, or where is it empty.

In this world, the only thing worthy of Ye Yan's nostalgia is the traces of his life here, which can make him have a spiritual sustenance when he feels tired.

Ye Yan was a little embarrassed, although there is a building here, Ye Yan's life is not very rich, but these are all in the past, don't talk about it.

Ye Yan took off his coat, he picked up the tools, and began to tidy up the yard, and no matter how people live in such a dirty environment, now that the Spring Festival is approaching, according to customs and traditions, the house must be cleaned to avoid bad luck.

And at this time, the time is not early, and soon the sun will set, and it is obviously impossible to tidy up such a large house by one person.

But don't worry, Ye Yan has time, he only needs to tidy up one room today, and the rest can be completed the next day.

Ye Yan smiled, maybe the house had already become a nest for snakes and rats.

He loosened his muscles, looked at the thick fallen leaves on the ground, felt extremely comfortable in his heart, and said to himself: "Let's start." ”

Although the house has not been inhabited for a long time, it is also in a relatively closed state, and the yard is not too much garbage, and it took Ye Yan less than half an hour to clean up the place.

At this time, he was about to clean up the house, and there was a sudden noise outside the door, it was an old man in his fifties with dark skin, Ye Yan knew him, he was in charge of the area, equivalent to a person like the village chief.

is honest and loyal, when Ye Yan's mother was still alive, she also had a very good evaluation of him.

This old man is called Wu Laosan, because he is the third in the family, so he is named, but he is not the biggest in God, the third kind of posture, he is willing to do practical things for the people in the countryside.

He looked at Ye Yan, smiled slightly, and grinned to reveal a mouthful of big teeth: "Yo, who did I think, it turned out that Xiao Yan was back." ”

Ye Yan stopped what he was doing, smiled politely at him, and said, "Wu Lao is good." ”

Wu Laosan waved his hand, glanced at Ye Yan, and said, "Tsk, yes, it looks much more energetic than before." Why haven't you come back for a long time this year, and I thought you wouldn't be back for the New Year. ”

"There were a lot of things in the first half of the year, and now it's finally stabilised. Ye Yan clapped his hands, he looked around, and said with some embarrassment, "I came back late, and I didn't have time to clean up, and you don't have a place to sit when you come." ”

Wu Laosan nodded, didn't care, and said, "It's okay." Speaking of which, we still can't stop you......"

Ye Yan shook his head: "It's nothing." ”