Chapter 17 A wave of unsettled waves rises again

Xiong Shu stared at Xing Kong motionlessly, his eyes touching her heart.

After Xing Kong nodded at Yan Shunhua, Yan Shunhua subconsciously said: "Let's go, it's hard to get a taxi at this point, I'll drive you there." ”

The three of them took two umbrellas, got into the car, and not long after, they came to the cemetery.

In front of him was an endless tombstone, Xiong Shu eagerly searched, the shower whipped his body, and he finally found it. In front of the tombstone engraved with his grandfather's name, he knelt down and let the rain drench his body, but not a single tear was shed.

They stood with umbrellas and watched him. Xing Kong could faintly hear sobbing, but only the rain was flowing on his cheeks.

There were no screams of mourning, the cold wind blew their bodies, and Xing Kong and Yan Shunhua trembled unconsciously.

Her hand holding the umbrella began to turn red, and then became stiff, and after Yan Shunhua noticed it, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Xing Kong, leaning together, and warming each other.

And Xiong Shu's body was like a rock, receiving the baptism of wind and rain, unconscious, and perhaps numb.

Everything from the past comes back to mind, guilt, regret, remorse, happiness...... All kinds of emotions were intertwined and occupied his heart.

He knew that his grandfather would sleep forever underground, and no one would wait for him to come home, and from then on he would be the only one left in heaven and earth, and the one who would not be able to help but look back at his journey would never come back.

Xiong Shu felt a little ironic: "I didn't believe in fate, because I thought I could change my life against the sky, I thought I could let my grandfather live a better life, and let him enjoy his old age in peace." But at this moment, I began to doubt my beliefs. ”

The flickering yellow light at home went out, the food on the table was already rancid, and I still remember that there was a person in the room, who had carefully whispered: "I'm back, let's eat, how long do you plan to stay this time?" ”

"I don't know if grandpa has a spirit or if he can hear it, but I ...... I really miss you, I miss everything about you, your chatter, your old-fashioned shouting and warmth. ”

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I don't know how long it took, Xing Kong's hands and feet began to be numb, she looked at Xiong Shu who lost his soul in the rain worriedly, a little nerve-wracking, if she continued to drench, something would happen, Xing Kong had to rack her brains to organize the language, and when she was about to come forward to persuade, Xiong Shu moved.

Probably kneeling for too long, when he got up, his foot stumbled, and the whole person fell to the ground, stained with mud, when Xing Kong just stretched out his hand to help him, he gently dodged, got up on his own, and ran all the way away.

After Xing Kong and Yan Shunhua bowed deeply towards the tombstone, Yan Shunhua turned around and followed closely, Xing Kong caught a glimpse of a black cat next to the tombstone, stunned for a moment, a little strange.

It curled up there, its body wet with rain, its fur clumped together, its claws hidden under it, and its eyes closed as if it were asleep.

Xing Kong looked at it for a moment and left, and the moment she turned around, the cat opened its eyes, and the sapphire eyes shone with the light of a yin owl.

Xing Kong chased after him with an umbrella, she looked at Xiong Shu in horror who fell down again due to exhaustion of physical strength, but tried to stand up slowly, and shouted: "Be careful, there is a car." ”

Yan Shunhua was the first to react, she was closest to Xiong Shu, looking at him who had lost the signal, and then at the car that was getting closer and closer.

At this critical moment, she was like a moth, and pounced without hesitation. Xiong Shu, who finally stood up, was pushed to the ground by Yan Shunhua again.

The large truck flew past them, and because of the rain, the night was dark, and the driver was completely unaware that a disaster had just been averted.

The car rubbed their bodies only one centimeter away, and it was also this centimeter that separated heaven and passed by death, Yan Shunhua held his hands and stood up.

Xiong Shu was pushed by this, frowned, and shouted to Yan Shunhua with excitement, venting his suppressed emotions: "Why do you want to save me......"

But he just turned around and roared, and in the next second, his pupils kept contracting, Yan Shunhua looked at him, he was stunned, his lips moved slightly, and he watched the motorcycle fly over.

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