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The spring breeze has not arrived.

Winter is still here.

There was a chill on the bluestone slab.

Experienced people raise their heads and look at the sky above them, which is no longer blue.

Knowing it's going to rain.

The rain of this season is not a good thing.

It will definitely bring a few days of cooling.

Families began to put away their clothes, and the bamboo poles slammed together, and the clothes were fanned.

The sound of footsteps was intertwined and somewhat noisy.

But it can't hide the laughter of children in the wind.

The abducted children have returned.

They told the grown-ups that Mr. Tripp had saved them with all his might.

But adults are only concerned about whether the children are injured or not.

I was even more surprised to find that the child who had drowned also came back intact.

His parents were crying and thankful.

But there was no thanks, or asking who brought a dead child back to life.

It didn't take long for the rain to come.

They couldn't remember these trivial things, and began to pack up all kinds of miscellaneous items and prepare to hide from the rain.

That's when ......

At the mouth of the alley, footsteps sounded.

Very faint.

The figure is familiar, but not as tough as before.

As if being carried in one breath, he staggered step by step towards the attic.

Every step he takes.

There were a few drops of blood on the ground.

Every ten steps you take is a puddle of blood.

He passed by the banana stand and broke open a banana.

"You owe me!"

He passed by the strawberry stand and crushed one.

"You owe me!"

He passed by the tailor's shop and tore off an inch of yellow cloth.

"You owe me!"

Everywhere he went, he asked for something, and he would leave a sentence:

"You owe me!"

......

Everyone was standing on the side of the road.

It's raining.

Instead of taking shelter from the rain, they continued to choose to stand still.

Looking at the young man, he continued to stagger forward step by step with his last breath.

The rain hit them as well as the young man.

Blood and rain mixed together.

The rain was heavy, but it didn't dilute the bright red blood.

Instead, a blood-colored stream was formed, flowing slowly down the slope with him.

His head was always up, even though his last breath was left.

He still had to stubbornly take half a breath to look up.

It's still a swaggering look.

He asked for a lot of things.

If he can't take it, he will drop it.

Throw into the rain.

Until the last place.

It was a flower shop.

The owner is a little girl who is underage.

Her parents were accidentally injured by aliens a few years ago, and later died in time for treatment.

Only she was left, and this florist.

Tripp never came to her shop and forced anything.

But this time......

Florist girl holding a bouquet of flowers.

Stand in front of the store.

Stand in the rain.

Waited there early.

The rain wet her immature and fair little face.

His eyes, which he could barely open, widened his eyes as he stared at Tripp standing in front of him.

She held the flowers in her hand high and asked him to pick or take them all.

Tripp hesitated.

He stood there and looked at the little girl for a long time.

In the end, I just chose one.

Red.

That one wasn't very pretty.

But he liked it.

He took the bouquet and prepared to move on.

Raise your head again.

The familiar wheelchair.

A girl in white in a wheelchair sits silently.

Holding an umbrella.

But it still can't stop the rain from wetting her weak body!

But she had to be stubborn.

It's cold.

It's icy.

The leg hurts.

Still stubbornly straightened his back, sat in a wheelchair, and stopped directly in front of Tripp.

Tripp looked at her.

Hesitated again.

She suddenly turned around and walked back in front of the flower shop girl.

He groped through all his pockets.

But it suddenly occurred to me that I didn't have the habit of bringing money at all.

He hadn't paid anyone in a long time.

He rummaged.

Keep rummaging.

Finally touched his heart.

The gunshot wounds left by Hupoto left him were constantly bleeding.

He gritted his teeth and poked his fingers in.

Fingers stirred in it.

He shuddered.

After a long time, it looks like I've found something!

Pull it out slowly.

A silver bullet pulled out of the flesh of his heart.

He didn't rush to hand over the silver bullet to the florist girl.

Instead, let the rain drench for a moment.

Wait until the blood is washed away by the rain.

"Reach out ......"

The florist girl was stunned.

"Reach out!"

Tripp let out a low roar, "I'm running out of time!" ”

The girl in the flower shop who came back to her senses was about to spread out her hands.

Washed clean by the rain, the silver bullet rested in the palm of her little hand.

Tripp turned and left again.

This time, his footsteps did not listen.

And it's half a time faster than before.

With those bright red flowers, he walked up to Xin Si.

He knew his time was running out.

He used the last half of his breath and slowly knelt down on one knee in front of Xinsi's legs.

"I like you!"

This time, he didn't look up.

Maybe it's a lack of energy.

Maybe he's shy.

Maybe he didn't have time to look up.

The rain-soaked hair fell onto Xinsi's knees.

Bright red blood fell on Xinsi's white clothes.

The words in his hand rested in Xinsi's palm.

His time was running out.

......

Everyone watched it all.

They don't know what to say.

The bully who always bullied them, smashed their stalls, and always took advantage of them finally died in front of them.

Died in the rain.

Died at the hands of aliens.

Died after saving the children.

Completely out of breath, his body began to slowly fall onto the bluestone slab.

Xinsi hurriedly put her arms around his neck.

Even if it was already a corpse.

She tried to use her body heat to make the corpse cold dissipate.

Trying to ......

A feeling arose in everyone.

What did they lose?

It's as if they were originally annoying.

But after it's gone, it feels very important.

It's a little sad to think about it now.

On that day, it rained heavily in Chunfeng Lane.

The girl in the wheelchair was crying loudly.

The girl in the flower shop was also crying.

The rescued children are also crying.

The grown-ups wanted to cry too......

......

It was raining heavily that day.

But it still didn't stop those bad guys from rushing with murderous aura.

Hupoto.

Renee.

Longer.

Black Ba.

It's the four of them again.

Appeared together in Spring Breeze Lane.

Where they once lost face.

In front of everyone, they regained their lost "dignity".

They took Tripp's body.

Except for girls in wheelchairs.

No one dared to stop it.

No one can stop it.

The girl in the wheelchair fell out of the wheelchair.

Trying to crawl with both hands, dragging his body to catch up.

Trying to get Tripp's body back.

But where is the speed of two hands as fast as the speed of two feet!

......

It was raining heavily that day.

Zhang Taotao came to Chunfeng Lane again with disappointment.

He still held on to a little hope, luck, hoping that he could help his apprentice Zhang Xiaoshu from the evil path back to the righteous path that most people in Longhu Mountain agreed upon.

How much hope and luck he brought with him.

When leaving from there.

Just how much disappointment and anger was taken away.

"Little Tree !!"