Chapter 63 From now on, my name is Ye Ming

ps: There will be a new chapter in the early morning, and there will be three chapters tomorrow, adjusting the noon one to 6:38 in the morning.

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I don't know how long it took, Ye Ming raised his head, looked at the two tombstones, suddenly straightened up, and then, left his head one after another, knocking in front of the two tombstones.

"Mom, Dad, I'm back......"

Ye Ming looked at the tombstone, as if he had seen the two somewhat old faces, and his heart suddenly felt as if he had been pricked by thousands of needles, and he felt a sharp pain, wanting to tear Ye Ming apart completely.

"I went back to ten years ago, but I didn't go back to twenty years ago...... two lines of tears slipped down Ye Ming's face, "Otherwise, you don't have to die." ”

Gently tear off some of the desolate Chapter 63 from the side From now on, my name is Ye Mingcao, Ye Ming lit it with a lighter, put it in front of the two tombstones, and muttered: "Is it cold there?" My son will send you some warmth, and if you want money, you will give me a dream......"

In the huge cemetery, some thin figures knelt on the ground, as if they never wanted to leave.

Heaven and earth are two after all, after the barren grass burned out, Ye Ming took a deep breath, stood up, and a trace of hideousness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"You ...... It won't die in vain! ”

Zheng Zheng's words, mixed with the bleak autumn wind, echoed in this cemetery.

Ye Ming turned around and left, and drove to the Qingjing City Cemetery Territory, and immediately a person stepped forward to receive him, Ye Ming didn't say a word, and said directly: "I want Diyun Cemetery, the best two locations." ”

The receptionist was slightly stunned, Diyun Cemetery is the best cemetery among the three major cemeteries in Qingjing City, among which the most ordinary cemetery is more than 100,000, and the best cemetery is at least more than 500,000.

However, this receptionist can be regarded as having seen the world, and immediately reacted, and said to Ye Ming: "Sir, this is the distribution map of the cemetery of Diyun Cemetery, you can take a look, we have seen it with a feng shui master... Chapter 63 From now on, my name is Ye Ming..."

"I don't need to look at it, I don't need to know what feng shui is, I just need the two best cemeteries in Diyun Cemetery now." Ye Ming interrupted with a wave of his hand.

"Okay, sir, wait a minute, I'll take care of the formalities." The receptionist's face was happy, and they recommended a cemetery, all of which were shared.

After a while, the receptionist said, "Sir, please show the household registration certificate of the person who wants to move the tomb, and we can go through the relevant procedures." ”

Ye Ming frowned, "Isn't it okay to have no household registration certificate?" ”

Although his parents' household registration certificates were still there, Ye Ming didn't bring them with him.

The receptionist hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not impossible, but it's a bit troublesome, you need to tell me the name of the person who moved the tomb, and your life." In addition, you need to pay an additional 5,000 yuan in handling fees. ”

"The tomb movers are Cai Shuanghua and Cheng Shenhai, they are my parents, and my name is Ye Ming." Ye Ming said directly, as long as you can do it, there is no problem with money.

The receptionist was stunned, Ye Ming knew what he was thinking, and explained: "They are my adoptive parents. ”

"Got it." The receptionist nodded.

Ye Ming took a deep breath, and in his mind, he couldn't help but have a very hidden scene......

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On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, approaching the Spring Festival, heavy snow covers the world and the earth, the icy and biting cold wind is howling, and countless pedestrians who shuttle back and forth are covered with a thick layer of clothes.

In the garbage heap next to a dilapidated high-rise building, a boy who was not very old, his face was pale and the corners of his mouth were completely chapped, squatting tremblingly, with dark purple bloated little hands, pushing aside a layer of white snow, and under the white snow, a bag of expired bread was taken out, and after opening, he chewed dryly.

He had a lot of clothes on his body, but they were all shabby and abnormal, and he couldn't resist the cold wind at all, and he wore a pair of shabby leather shoes on his feet, which were extremely disproportionate to the soles of his feet.

The boy was eating bread, not very old, but there were unexpected vicissitudes in his eyes, his eyes were red, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he sobbed quietly, trying not to let himself cry.

A loaf of bread quickly went down, and while he was still feeling a little hungry, there was a sudden convulsive pain in his abdomen.

This kind of thing is not once or twice, he knows that the cause of the stomach ache is the expired bread.

Suddenly, the boy stood up, looked up at the sky, and in a childish voice, roared loudly: "Since you don't want me, what did you give birth to me for!" Do!!! ”

"Bullshit, shit, shit! It's all bullshit!! ”

Some passers-by looked at him with strange eyes, and the eyes that seemed to look like a madman made him feel as uncomfortable as if he had been abandoned by the world.

I'm not crazy, why should I bear this look? Why?!

I'm also human, why didn't I have parents when I was a child, why couldn't I go to school, why couldn't I eat McDonald's?

Thinking in his heart, the boy endured the pain in his abdomen, and ran desperately between the ice and snow.

I don't know how long it took, the pain became more and more intense, making his petite body bend a little when he ran, but he still didn't stop, he would rather just suffocate......

Suddenly, the boy slashed his feet, and his thin body, with a thud, fell to the middle of the road.

His eyes slowly closed, his consciousness blurred, and eventually, he fell into darkness.

"Are you going to die?" The boy thought sadly.

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Trying to open his eyes, the boy looked around, it was a soft bed, a warm quilt, and a soft pillow, and between breaths, he could smell a good fragrance.

The boy looked around, was this a dream? It seems that only in dreams can there be such a warm place.

It was dark night, and there was a crackling sound outside the window, it was the sound of firecrackers, and when he heard this, the man shrank his neck palely, because before, a group of children had injured him with firecrackers.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman about forty years old, dressed plainly, opened the door and walked in.

Seeing that the boy was awake, the woman was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran to the boy, and said with a gentle smile: "Yunwen, are you awake?" ”

Hearing the woman's words, the boy's originally confused face suddenly turned cold, and he slowly stretched out his hand and pulled off a black rope that was hanging around his neck.

Because the rope was so strong, a crimson strangled around the boy's neck, but he didn't seem to feel it, and took the black rope in his right hand, and opened a silver-white pendant on it, and inside it was a piece of gauze of fine fabric.

On the gauze, there are only three words - Ye Yunwen.

Seeing that the boy's face suddenly became indifferent, the woman was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Yunwen, what's wrong with you?" Isn't it uncomfortable? ”

The boy glanced at the woman, suddenly knelt on the bed and kowtowed three times in a row, and then tore the gauze with the word 'Ye Yunwen' written on it to shreds and threw it in the trash can on the side.

"From now on, my name is not Ye Yunwen, my name is Ye Ming!"

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