Guan Chunmei ran out angrily, and there was a thought in her mind, she must go to see what kind of clothes her husband was wearing, it was worth so memorabilia, it was worth cherishing so much, and she had to wear it when she was looking for death.

It all started when there was a sentence from the letter in the box. "I love this dress on my body, this dress is full of love, I gave it to the person I love the most, please let me wear it to ashes in the furnace, let it be with me forever." Such a statement touches Guan Chunmei's bottom line, which is a pain point.

After reading the letter, Guan Chunmei immediately asked her aunt this question, "Have you ever given your eldest brother clothes?" ”

After Yan Yan heard this headless sentence, she immediately denied it; "No, the eldest brother will buy it himself, isn't there a sister-in-law? I'm not good at overstepping. ”

There are some official versions of such answers, Yan Yan thinks that she can appease her sister-in-law's heart, since the eldest brother and sister-in-law met, there are many things about the eldest brother, and the sister-in-law has rarely been able to do the word cold and lonely, because of this reason, there have been many incidents out of nothing. How can the heart be appeased by simple words, and Guan Chunmei's related problems have appeared again. "Think about it again, I haven't sent it before, and my parents-in-law haven't sent it either?"

Regarding her sister-in-law's strange question for no reason, a suspicious thought flashed in Yan Yan's heart, and such a thought was interrupted by reason. He spoke very solemnly and contemptuously; "I'm sure I told you that I didn't send it. My parents are even more unlikely, they died suddenly when we were twelve or thirteen years old, and the clothes given at that time, now that we are adults, our height and body shape have changed, can we wear the clothes we gave at that time? And my dad's old clothes are impossible, my parents only left some photos, nothing but these are not sakura"

Put the obvious truth in front of your sister-in-law's eyes, so she will understand.

After Guan Chunmei got the answer, she picked up the car keys and walked out. "I'm going out. Come back in a moment. ”

Yan Yan smelled something strange. "Where are you going?" There is no answer to this question, and the person has already gone out. After picking up the letter, read it and find the answer to what you just did. I called my nephew, got dressed, and went out to catch up with my room card and bag.

The complaint in her heart can't solve the problem of future rebirth, the sudden death of her eldest brother, these people close to her family have become a little neurotic. If everything in the world is to be solved with understanding, there will be no law and no law enforcement agencies. Guan Chunmei, you madman.

Guan Chunmei is indeed crazy. Nearly forty years of loving expressions have not been clearly answered, nor have feelings, hints, etc., and she once thought that her attachment would heat up a stone. There was no response, and there was no enemy, not even a hypothetical enemy with a scandal, and Sakura didn't think about it from a different angle, at least in the eyes of Pang Rao, she was his legal wife. This person who loves himself has his own label on him wherever he goes, and the love that does not respond also exists in a place after a short period of thought, and the heart slows down this attachment and turns it into a kind of peace of mind.

In the world of cause and effect, the truth can never cover up a lie, the lord favors, after he died, exposed the true face of the enemy Rong Lushan.

When I came to the morgue, I found the management and told me that I was going to meet my relatives and say goodbye before the corpse was refined. On both sides of life and death, yin and yang, in the end, you can only meet with the corpse. Qin Rong passed away, sad in her arms, understanding and sympathy, leaving her space.

Guan Chunmei stepped forward and saw that her husband was wearing clothes, the appearance and style were very ordinary, and they were the same style, style, and color on the street. The person is dead, and the decision is in the hands of the living Rao, Yan Jin, you are dead, there is no way, you can only leave it to me.

The thought in my heart pulled the tear ducts to move, and the tears crossed the eye sockets and crossed the skin. With a knife, he slashed at the clothes, and there was a mezzanine with a white cloth in the mezzanine. Guan Chunmei dragged the mouth with her fingers according to her instinct, and it seemed to be really good inside. This material has been gone for a long time, and it must have been sent by the goblin hidden in my heart, otherwise how could it be so treasured. There must be goblins, I wouldn't do that to me.

At this time, Guan Chunmei couldn't tell what kind of state she was in now, this was an urgency to know the answer in front of her or a relief to know the truth, but one thing was very clear, both states guided an action, that is, to take out the things inside. There is a clear sign in the corner of the white cloth, as if it were a pattern, or a trademark, but when you look closely, it is not a pattern embroidered with colored threads.

In the rectangle of blue lines, there is a five-petal flower embroidered with pink thread, and the flower is surrounded by ruyi patterns. With familiar elements, the land sign is mixed with the distance to produce strange blessings

There was once a person who saw this pattern, this ugly pattern, you have you can come up with. The five-pointed star with the ruyi pattern is not ancient, and it is not today. The person who taught you how to needlework will definitely come and hit you angrily when they see your work.

At that time, I replied that the person who taught me needlework would definitely have a high chest when he saw it, and this time when I embroidered, my fingers were not pricked. This is a kind of progress, and the one in the middle is a plum blossom, not a pentagram. What kind of eyes are you, those are five petals, not five horns.

We used to have fond memories, a kind of tacit heart-to-heart happiness between the two of us, which has been closed in our minds, and we don't know when we lost our connection and gave up the qualification to pick up the place. Guan Chunmei's legs and feet were a little unstable, her body was a little shaky, shaky, and she was about to fall to the ground.

After Yan Yan held it up, she asked, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?" ”

Looking at the person in front of him who politely called his sister-in-law, he thought of the contents of the note left by his husband.

"Guan Chunmei, I have never loved you. You need to take responsibility for what you've done. Yan Jin"

Guan Chunmei's spirit collapsed, and many things that she once insisted on became unimportant. Many thoughts were broken into powder, and the powder decomposed and disappeared little by little, getting rid of Yan Yan's hand, kneeling on the ground, and kowtowing to Yan Yan; "Yan Yan, I'm sorry. I was wrong. ”

Such an abnormal attitude not only made Yan Yan stand still for a few seconds, but also Yan Xin and Jia Sisi, who had just come in.

Yan Yan held the people who continued to kowtow and whispered in her ear; "It's not convenient here, let's go back. Sister-in-law is cold on the ground, you stand up first. ”

Guan Chunmei stood up very obediently, looked at the pattern, touched it lightly with her fingers, and looked reluctantly, the three of them were a little curious, and saw the true appearance of the pattern.

Yan Yan understood at a glance. Yan Xin and Jia Sisi were confused and could only wait and see what happened.

"Son, wait a while, you drive to contact the crematorium, and everything will be done according to what is written in the letter."

"Okay." The death of the person is the most important, and the dead are the greatest.