Chen Pi returned to the Red Mansion the next day, and he knew that Shi Niang must be waiting for him. The door was white, with white lanterns and white ribbons, which were very dazzling.

In the hall was a golden coffin, in front of which there was a brazier, and the unburned paper money was still smoking. Chen Pi didn't know how to describe his current mood, his chest was like being blocked, and he was so uncomfortable.

Februaryhong locked himself in the room alone, and there was still residual warmth on the bed, and he still remembered that a few days ago, the girl was lying on the bed, smiling gently. He also told her that everything would be fine.

The girl's coffin was still in the lobby, and the chill of the corpse spread to February's heart. Such a good person, but he has no way to protect himself, he is really useless!

The coffin has not been completely sealed, and Chen Pi saw the girl lying there, as if she was asleep, and it was so beautiful that people didn't dare to touch it. Chen Pi stretched out his finger and poked the girl's face, in that place, the girl usually laughs, and there will be beautiful dimples at the corners of her face.

A tear smashed on the girl's face, and Chen Pi touched the corner of her eye, not knowing when it was wet. This was the first time Chen Pi had cried, and he never knew he still had tears. Chen Pi knew that this would also be the last time he would cry in his life.

Today the girl is going to be buried, and Februaryhong wore a red dress that the girl made for herself. Februaryhong knows that the girl likes to wear red clothes the most. This dress is still made by a girl, and she won't lose her way home.

Februaryhong walked in front of the coffin, white paper money sprinkled in the air, and Februaryhong fell all over, extremely depressed. Parting from life and death is the most painful thing in this world.

The coffin was buried little by little with earth, and in the end, nothing could be seen. Februaryhong knelt in front of the grave, grabbed a handful of soil and buried it in her chest, and felt nothing at all.

Sometimes people die and nothing is gone, and sometimes people live just the walking dead. A walking corpse, what is it to be alive.

Februaryhong thought that if she could die at this time, how clean it would be. However, the girl wants to live a long life. But, girl, do you know that it's hard to live.

"February Red" is buried in the hand, please wait a moment,

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