Qin Xuefei struggled to push Xiao Yueyue, and saw Xia Xiaoxiao suddenly straighten up, and then she turned around sharply and spurted out a mouthful of red blood.

Xia Xiaoxiao fell to the ground, her snow-white shirt covered with bloodstains.

Qin Xuefei ran over frantically and hugged Xia Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, wake up, you have to hold on, you have to hold on!" ”

The others also gathered around, looking anxious: "Miss Xiaoxiao, wake up, my young master must not want to see you like this." ”

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There was chaos in the farewell hall, and a tall figure turned slowly in the rain curtain at the door, and he looked at the tombstone on the green hill in the distance, his eyes full of sadness.

"Third master, let's go! Don't look at it. Chiba whispered.

Zhong Liye retracted his gaze, his eyes were slightly red, but he turned around again uncontrollably, Xia Xiaoxiao had woken up, she sat up slowly, a face as pale as the cold moon was full of tears, at that moment Zhong Liye felt a pain like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and the despair of dying, he clenched his fists tightly, it will pass, Xiaoxiao, it will pass.

Chiba: "Third Master, let's go!" If you look at it any longer, you'll only get sadder. ”

But Zhong Liye still stood there motionless, he watched Xia Xiaoxiao stand up with the coffin, she looked down at him, and she was always in tears.

She stared at his face, his face was the same as before, handsome, quiet, gentle, but there was no warmth, she hugged him again, and kept kissing his cheek: "Someday, we will meet again, right?" ”

"You'll always be waiting for me, won't you?"

Salty tears crackled down on his face, and she kissed them softly, but those tears were back in place, and she kissed them over and over again......

Ah Ye, I love you, my love for you is like the cycle of the four seasons, like everything growing in spring, like the direction of the Big Dipper in the night sky......

However, I haven't told you that I love you, why did you leave, in such a hurry, without even leaving me a word.

Ah Ye, I will always wear the ring you gave me, with all the love you left me, and I will always carry them until one day, I too will walk into that cold grave......

He looked at her, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and he felt like he was dead.

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The mountain road leading to the cemetery was narrow and long, and Xia Xiaoxiao was holding the heavy urn, and her heart was empty.

The tears on her face mixed with the rain, she didn't stop for a moment, she didn't know how she finished that part of the road, and she didn't know if she was asleep or awake, but the moment she saw Ah Ye's body being pushed away by the staff, she really realized that from now on, she would completely lose him, and even if she missed him again, he would never appear in front of her again.

So she ran frantically, chased frantically, she wanted to shake his hand again, she wanted to touch his face again, she wanted to kiss his lips one last time, but there were too many people who stopped her, too many people did not understand her, and she could only watch him be pushed through a terrible door, and let out a heart-rending cry......

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On that rainy afternoon, he slept in the cold grave, Xia Xiaoxiao hugged the tombstone, and sat from evening until late at night, until he was finally carried down by Xiao March and sent to the hospital.

Zhong Liye looked at her back and slowly closed her eyes, Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but everything will pass, everything will pass!

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