There are less than two hours left, Xiao Yichen raised his hand to look at the time, it was really the last moment, he took out his mobile phone from his jacket pocket, and casually swiped a few times, and saw the word Fang Yu?

He looked up at Ye Zhihan in the glass coffin again, slowly turned around and exited the room, after he exited the room, he casually clicked on Fang Yu's phone, and then dialed out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He really just wanted to listen to her voice, and then tell her a few words, Fang Yu's character he knew best, although he was a girl, he was careless and couldn't take care of himself, he really couldn't let go of her.

After the phone was dialed out, there was a busy sound from there, and the busy sound made Xiao Yichen's heart feel uncomfortable, he held back the excitement in his heart, and dialed it again, but it was still a busy tone.

Is her phone dead, or is there something else?

He tried to call three more times, and it was all like this, and then he was really disappointed.

Xiao Yichen stood alone in the courtyard, holding the phone in his hand, his face full of disappointment, which was against the cold of this winter, showing that he was even more lonely and lonely.

In fact, think about it, Fang Yu only left in the morning, and when he was leaving, he had already told him many times, what else was there to worry about!

Xiao Yichen put his mobile phone back in his pocket and looked at the yard of Liu Fengshui's house for the first time, or the countryside, the place is spacious, and this yard alone is about the size of an acre.

From the door of the living room to the main entrance, two neat rows of holly trees, in a small flower pond in the easternmost part, are full of yellow and red chrysanthemums, making this cold winter also look colorful.

Xiao Yichen sighed softly, and walked in the direction of the flower pond, he walked to the side of the flower pond, hesitated to squat down, stretched out his hand to the most brightly blooming flower, and picked the red chrysanthemum in his hand, and Fang Yu has known each other for a few years, he didn't even give her a flower, so regretful, he knows that girls like flowers the most, especially the roses sent by her boyfriend, after receiving the roses, the girl will always show off in front of others, it was given to her by her boyfriend.

But he didn't even give her this most basic, originally a few days ago, he went to see her father and said that he would get married next month, but unfortunately now it has become like this.

Thinking of the picture of Fang Yu crying in that room last night, his heart was frequently filled with pain, Xiao Yichen squatted on the ground in one position, holding the flower in his hand, and after a long time, he raised his hand again to look at the time, and the flower that he was holding in his hand trembled and fell to the ground.

A gust of wind blew, Xiao Yichen couldn't help but shudder, and the flower on the ground was also blown by the wind and flew away from Xiao Yichen's feet.

"Yichen, it's almost time, do you want to go into the house and rest for a while?"

Liu Fengshui, who came out of the living room, holding a compass and a thick rope in his hand, stood at the door, looking at Xiao Yichen's back squatting next to the flower pond.

Xiao Yichen heard Liu Fengshui's shout, got up slowly, and then turned around, "There's nothing to rest, you can start at any time!"

As Xiao Yichen spoke, he raised his feet and walked in the direction of the door with the glass coffin, Liu Fengshui saw Xiao Yichen walking towards that side, and he slowly followed behind.

The two of them walked in one after another, and Liu Fengshui pointed to the single bed: "Yichen, I'm almost ready here, you can lie down." ”

(To be continued.) )