In the second half of the night, it rained heavily, and the sound of the raindrops dripping was a bit annoying, hitting the eaves to make a crisp sound, uneven layers, like pearls falling slowly from under the eaves, sometimes connected into a line. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Luo Qi stared out the window, the arrow wound on his back was still aching, tomorrow, maybe tomorrow should be a sunny day. What a suitable weather for paper kites, she can run with her mother, holding beautiful butterfly paper kites, and her father will definitely wait for them there, drinking tea and watching the scenery together.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but fall asleep, in her dream, she had a lot of paper kites, a father and a mother.

"Miss, Miss......" She opened her eyes in a daze, it was Yun Niang calling her, and she rubbed her eyes and looked at Yun Niang.

"Miss, hurry up and go with me!"

Luo Qi was a little stunned, pointed behind her and said, "Wait, my mother hasn't left yet!" As soon as she turned around, although Yun Niang immediately turned her head around and buried it in her chest, what she saw was a white cloth. How can there be a white cloth here?

Under the white cloth is a person, who is it? Is it a dead person?

She desperately broke free of Yun Niang and ran to the white cloth, dead...... My mother once said that if a person died, he would first cover it with a white cloth for a period of time, and then wrap it in a straw mat and bury him.

Her little hands trembled, and Yun Niang didn't scold her, but sobbed on the spot by herself. Why are you crying, Luo Qi doesn't understand why Yun Niang is crying, it won't be her mother's under this white cloth. She firmly believes that it will not be her mother's, and it is clear that her mother's mother was by her side yesterday and talked to her......

"Yun Niang, this is not a mother, right!"

Yun Niang stepped forward and pulled her body over, but this girl suddenly had enough strength, as if she was rooted here, and refused to leave, waiting for her response.

"Miss......" Yun Niang's voice choked, "Madame passed away last night......"

Her eyes grew red, and suddenly tears poured out like a flood of water, and her face swollen blood-red, and she knelt in front of the white cloth and carefully lifted it. Today, it should have been a sunny day, she and her mother should be putting paper kites, which are beautiful butterfly paper kites, and their father is waiting for them.

The little hand clenched the white cloth, and the pale face of the man under the white cloth was bloodless, and his lips were dark purple, but a trace of mother's tenderness could still be seen between his facial features. She clenched her mother's hand, as cold as last night, except that it was no longer a piece of ice that was about to melt, but a piece of ice that was completely complete.

"Mother!" she hugged Yan Xi'er's corpse, her small body could only pounce in her arms, she hated this rainy night, as if the cold of this rainy night seeped into her body little by little, becoming cold and cold.

"Miss, it's time for us to go!"

"I don't want it, I'm not leaving, I want my mother, my mother is still here!"

Yun Niang was even more sad, and said, "Miss, Madam has passed away, let's let her rest in peace!"

"Yun Niang, this is a dream, right? I also had a dream, in the dream, my mother and I were putting paper kites, it was a butterfly paper kite, my mother took me, and my father was waiting for me in front. If that was a dream, now this is a dream, right?"

Yun Niang shook her head and hugged her, and at this moment, a person suddenly walked in, who was the culprit of all this, Luo Liang.

Yun Niang looked at him with hateful eyes, but Luo Qi in her arms suddenly ran to him.

"Daddy, daddy, mom didn't die, right? Daddy, mom didn't die, right?"

Luo Liang's face was heavy, he first looked at Yan Xi'er under the white cloth, and then looked at the daughter who looked up at him. His movements were very resolute, as if facing a crazy child, pushing Luo Qi away.

"Keep keeping an eye on this child, don't let her come out!"

"Master!" Yun Niang ran to her, and Luo Qi was still sitting in place looking at her father puzzled.

"Master, Ah Qi is still a child, how can she be locked up with her mother's corpse!"

Luo Liang let out a puff of air in his nose, and looked at the two of them and chuckled, "Why, if you are not with your own mother, you still have to run over to rub my Luo family's things!"

"Luo Liang! Madame is really blind! You will be punished!"

Luo Liang ignored Yun Niang, and directly called someone to drag her down, and then locked the house again.

"Daddy, Yun Niang, Daddy, Ah Qi is wrong, Ah Qi doesn't dare anymore, Daddy, let me out!" she lay at the door, desperately shouting outside, the sound of the lock and the chain hitting was very ugly, like the ticking sound of this rainy night, especially heavy.

The blackness, the dampness, and the wind flowing through the cracks in the window, were all whistling, fighting with each other, here, and in her heart. It was as if two air masses were constantly arguing, and each wanted to control this body, bursting out of the body.

One day, two days...... She turned from her original roar to quiet, sniffing the stench of corpses in the room, and watching the corpse spots appear on her mother's skin. She lay in the gap in the window, looking out the window, and the people outside the window walked by one by one, each covering their noses and making a detour.

She never saw her father again, never saw Yun Niang again, and the entire Luo Mansion seemed to be the only corpses left of her and her mother, rotten and stinky in this dark room.

Finally, one day, she saw the crack in the doorway slowly widen, her eyes closed, and the strong sunlight made her eyes ache.

A man approached, and she hid in fear into the darkness, but the man came closer.

"Song'er, come, let's go together!" she shook her head and buried her head, not daring to look at the man.

"Don't be afraid, Song'er, it's your aunt, it's the aunt you saw when you were a child?"

She raised her head and saw that the woman in front of her was really similar to her mother, and her dry lips moved slightly, "Auntie...... Mother ......"

"Eh, Song Er is a good boy, can you go out with your aunt?"

She pointed to herself and asked suspiciously, "Song'er?"

"Yes, now you are not called Luo Qi, your name is Yan Song, you are from the Yan family in Jiangnan. ”

"Gangnam...... Yan family ......" she muttered to herself, looked at the light outside the door, pointed to the door and said, "I, I want to go out......"

"Eh, Auntie, I'll take you out!"

A man behind him approached and picked up the small body, lighter than expected, and the girl's bones hurt his arm.

"Changshi, later, let's go back to Jiangnan directly. ”

"Yes, Mother. The boy named Changshi looked at the girl in his arms with his eyes closed and frowning, and suddenly his heart softened, blocking the light for her.

Her small eyes slowly appeared, as if looking at a novel kitten, which was especially precious.

"Wait! you can't take her away!" With a sudden sentence behind them, they were already surrounded by people.