Gu Jingshi gently patted her back, closed her eyes slightly, and took the person in his arms, he knew that she was uncomfortable, but he couldn't do anything.

These emotions can only be vented by herself.

Yu Huan's relationship with her third uncle was too deep, and because of the death of her third uncle, she couldn't come out of the shadows for a while, and she was depressed for a long time.

Now, knowing that he was killed by someone, it is naturally difficult to accept.

........

In the fog, Yu Huan shouted loudly, she didn't know how she appeared here, but she couldn't get out of this fog no matter how she walked.

"A-jing."

"Third uncle."

She walked for a long, long time, and couldn't see the road ahead clearly, and couldn't find the direction.

"Where is this?"

Suddenly, a figure came out of the fog ahead.

The man was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, with clear eyebrows and a long figure, and he looked to be about twenty-six or seventeen years old.

He held his pocket with one hand, revealing his composure, and the sleeves of his shirt were slightly pulled up a few times, revealing his wheat-colored arms.

"Third uncle."

The tears in Yu Huan's eyes suddenly came out and flew towards the man.

But she couldn't hold him.

Passed through his physical strength.

Yu Huan looked at his hand, stunned, and bean-sized tears rolled down from his eyes.

The man reached out and touched her head,

"Huanhuan."

Yu Huan raised his eyes to look at him, choked in his throat,

"Third uncle, I miss you so much."

She really misses him.

In the first sixteen years of her life, it was always the third uncle who spoiled her and indulged her......

The third uncle said that he would always accompany her.

He is only twenty-six years old, and he said a few days ago that he would marry her a third aunt and come back.

But he left so suddenly.

"The third uncle misses you too."

Sunset lowered her eyes to wipe the tears from her face and whispered, "Let's write a book."

"But when the little girl grows up, she should know how to live well."

The little girl back then has grown up.

He watched her grow from a toddler to now, slim.

Yu Huan was still crying, she couldn't bear him.

Sunset wanted to touch her head, but there was something on the other side, and he sighed slightly.

"Huanhuan, it's time for you to go back."

"The third uncle is doing well now."

"You have to live well, too."

The past cannot be looked back, only look forward.

Yu Huan threw herself into Sunset's arms, crying silently, but the next moment, her body seemed to be dragged back by a strong force.

"Third uncle."

She shouted at him.

Sunset smiled at her, wiped the tears from the little girl's face with her fingertips, and said softly,

"Huanhuan, look ahead."

"Silly girl, the third uncle will always be with you."

He would be in another world, watching her be happy.

"Third uncle."

In the ward, Yu Huan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the blue and white ward, stunned for a long time.

She looked down at her hand, and there was a sense of loss in her heart, it turned out that it was all a dream.

But why, it feels so real?

She turned her head to look at the sky outside, which was still gray.

Before dawn, the boy next to the hospital bed noticed the movement, slowly opened his eyes, and there was still a little tiredness between his eyebrows, but he was happy to see her wake up.

"Huanhuan, you're finally awake."

Gu Jingshi looked at Yu Huan and smiled, as if he was finally relieved.

He reached for her forehead, which had cooled down.

I took a thermometer and measured it, it was more than thirty-seven degrees, and there was a slight fever.

When she came back from the cemetery that day, she had a fever, a high fever that did not go away, and even fell into a coma.

It's been two days.