He Yan opened her heavy eyes and found herself in her room at the moment. She rubbed her eyes, saw her hands, something flashed through her mind, and she ran out without even putting on her shoes.

Outside the room, two depressed figures were sitting in chairs, hunched over and with messy hair, but they looked decadent and listlessly at the same place.

In the house, a wooden sign stands upright on the table, engraved with "He Family He Embroidered Spiritual Position", there are some fruits in front of the wooden card, and there are many incense sticks, the smoke is misty, and they are disturbed, adding some sentimentality and haze to the originally quiet thatched hut, as if it is fake under the fog.

But He Yan remembered that moment deeply, the moment when her heart hurt, she walked forward step by step barefoot, letting the sand sting her feet, as if her heart would no longer hurt so much.

But the truth was that the pain in her heart outweighed the pain in her body, her hands clenched into fists, her nails sinking into the flesh, blood spilling out, staining her fingertips red.

The pain in her hands, the pain in her feet, she walked to the front of the spiritual position in a trance, knelt down with a plop, and hit her head on the ground again and again, which made the people next to her extremely sad.

Wang Dachun walked to her side and comforted her bitterly, "Don't knock, if you kowtow until your head breaks and bleeds, she won't come back!" ”

She didn't seem to hear the words of others, she just kowtowed vigorously, until her head broke, blood flowed down her forehead to the corners of her eyes, mixed with tears, and her eyes were blood-red.

"Don't knock!" Seeing that she didn't listen to a word, the man hurriedly pressed her head with one hand and her shoulder with the other, and she struggled desperately, like a beast, with a bloodthirsty light in her eyes and a wry smile at the corner of her mouth.

The man sighed helplessly, only hoping to divert her mental power, "Xiaoyan, go and see what your sister left for you!" ”

"Sister, she'······ What did she leave me? ”

He tapped her gently on the shoulder, then turned and walked into her room. She froze for a moment, straightened up, and followed him to her room.

She saw the man bend down, pick up her shoes, and then turn around and walk towards her, she looked puzzled, and he answered for her, "You put on your shoes first, Ah Xiu doesn't want to see you like this!" ”

She took the shoe in a daze, slowly put her foot into it, and then looked up at him, trying to see anything in his face, but could not see anything, and she said nothing, and her eyes went from full of hope to dullness.

The man naturally did not ignore her changes, took her hand and went outside, but accidentally found the blood in her palm, unconsciously full of distress, and also paid attention to the wound on the soles of her feet, unconsciously slowed down his pace, and walked out step by step.

He Yan let him pull herself, she didn't feel anything on her body, she seemed to be numb, and her eyes were only staring at the spiritual position.

He pressed her to her seat, then got up and walked to the spiritual seat, just blocking He Yan's view.

She glanced at the man, and saw him take out a bag of things from behind the spiritual seat, which she looked very familiar with. When he approached her, she remembered that it was the package that her sister had given her, and it was full of clothes.

She took the package from his hand and placed it carefully on the table. She opened the package, and it was still the same stack of clothes, but now there was a letter on top, and the heart-helping bell.

She took out the letter, opened it with trembling hands, she looked at it carefully, and realized He Xiu's good intentions, and could even imagine the scene at that time.

The candle flame in the small room danced faintly, reflecting the face of the woman at the table. Her brows furrowed slightly, her persistent eyes, and her pale lips, she was surrounded by sad emotions at the moment.

He Xiu came back to her senses and cleared up a lot. She took the letter paper on the side, picked up the pen and wrote down the words one by one, seemingly free and easy, but used up all her strength. Her hands trembled, but she gritted her teeth and wrote down one by one, trying to restore the appearance of the whole word.

Her forehead was already covered with sweat, her hands had become red from excessive exertion, and her back was covered in cold sweat. When she was done, she folded it carefully and put it in the envelope, and a smile curled up in her mouth.

At this moment, the candle flame continued to beat, making a crackling sound.

She scrutinized the envelope in her hand, and gradually, her head slowly slipped, and finally she fell asleep on the table.

In her sleep, she showed a sweet smile, and finally a wry smile, tears dripped down her cheeks, and tears on the table formed a small river.

She woke up suddenly, her back was soaked, and her whole body was cold.

She got up and went to bed, gradually closing her eyes, but it was still the same scene in her dream.

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Trembling in the corner at the end of the alley, she covered her eyes in horror, but the images in her mind echoed one after another. Her parents were buried in the flames, and the sound of explosions seemed to be right in her ears, high flames stinging her eyes.

She saw a large truck coming slowly and colliding with the car she was travelling in. Her parents were bleeding, and she was protected in the woman's arms. She cried and shouted, and the woman told her to get out of the car and find someone. She could only cry and get out of the car, but she didn't go far, one by one, explosions, sparks flew everywhere, and finally the car was destroyed and people died.

She saw her parents bloody at the end, and she saw them leave before her eyes, and there were no bones left. She was very frightened, and shouted loudly to her parents, telling them to stop playing hide and seek with her, but she really shouted for a long time, she cried and shouted on the street, her voice was already hoarse, her parents had never appeared, and the pedestrians on the street just watched the excitement and left, and no one wanted to pay attention to her.

Finally, she walked for a long time and came to the alley where she met the little girl. She suddenly missed her, wanted to meet her. She went to where she usually was, crouched down, learned her position, curled up, wrapped her hands around her knees, and rested her head lightly on her knees. Tears were dripping obliquely to the ground, and she felt so cold that she could only shrink into the corner.

People come and go, but she is alone. Her tears gradually dried up, and she couldn't cry anymore, so she could only hug herself tightly and sit still, and she stayed for the night.

The next day, when everything was calm, her heart gradually cooled, she shivered, her body was as cold as ice, but she just stayed quietly, she didn't know where to go, she didn't know where to go, this little corner seemed to have become her last foothold.

At this moment, a small figure stood in front of her, she bent over, reached out and rubbed her hair, she did not react at all.

She could only squat down, as she had comforted herself, and reached out and patted her on the shoulder, but did not say a word, just silently accompanied her.

After a while, He Xiu felt the warmth of her back, raised her head, and looked at He Yan in front of her.

Her eyes were red and swollen from crying for a long time, the tip of her nose was also red, and her mouth was closed at the moment, and it seemed that she could still see marks on her lips, a little blood dried up.

She tried to smile at her, but it was worse than her crying.

He Yan couldn't bear it in her heart, and said seriously, "Don't laugh if you're sad, it's really ugly!" ”

When she heard this, she showed a real smile, but it was no longer as warm as before. There was a deep sorrow in her eyes, and her heart must have been very painful.

"Let's go!" She didn't ask anything, she understood everything, on the way here, the familiar vehicle, the description of the pedestrian, she already understood everything.

She pulled her arm, He Xiu got up but her steps were unsteady, and she almost fell, but He Yan helped her. She squatted for a night, and her limbs were already paralyzed, so she could only relax her body in place, and then walked with her step by step, until the figures of the two disappeared into the alley.

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She woke up again, and her mind was full of that dream, as if the girl was herself, and the little girl was He Yan.

So, she burned the original letter, wrote down the story in this dream one by one, and then wrote down what she originally wanted to say, only to feel that everything had been explained, and a relieved smile on her face, and finally relieved in her heart.

He Yan looked at the letter in her hand again, and the main content of the letter was roughly that she had a very strange dream, but it was extremely real.

She also wrote a last wish to herself, the world is so big, she wants to go and see, I hope He Yan can help her and see the beauty of this world! I hope she lives well, and when she meets a suitable one, she will marry!

She also said, Ayan, you look the best when you laugh! I hope you can be happy forever!

She put down the letter in her hand, took the heartbell beside her, and put it on her wrist, making a crisp jingle sound.

When the girl saw this scene, she felt a little strange, why the clothes on the table were all women's clothes, and there was a dress similar to Xifu.

If you use these clothes as a commemoration of the past, but the most suspicious thing is that He Yan actually wore a bracelet that was suspected to be a woman's jewelry.

It was a sterling silver bracelet with a small bell-shaped pendant on it.

If she looked closely, she would find that the bracelet was emitting a faint light, which was getting brighter little by little, but it was hidden in the cuffs by He Yan, and she couldn't see it.

Suddenly, she saw He Yan pick up a piece of clothing, chose a plain white shirt without hesitation, turned around and went to the room, leaving only the two of them in place.

The girl looked confused, and looked at the man beside her suspiciously, her eyes full of doubts, and she couldn't figure it out.

The man just didn't say a word, only stretched out a finger and pointed to the room He Yan entered, looking mysterious, meaning to let her wait quietly.

So, he sat down in a chair, poured water into the cup, and then slowly took a few sips, and let out a sigh.

Looking at the girl on the side, she kept staring at her door, but there was no movement, so she chose to believe her father and sat with her to drink water.

Seeing his father screaming, he took a sip, isn't it just ordinary boiled water, where is the taste? She couldn't help but roll her eyes at her father, and then continued to drink the water.

She didn't know that it was her who sighed, but she didn't find anything at all, it was really like a piece of wood!

The girl took a sip of water in her mouth, glanced over the room, and saw a figure, so shocked that she squirted out before she could drink a mouthful of water.

When she saw the familiar face, she was so shocked that she forgot to close her mouth for a moment, only widened her eyes and opened her mouth wide, forgetting everything.