Chapter 1275: Rong Yan's Death [7]
Ye Chuchu's eyes flickered, as if some brilliance had passed, and she suddenly murmured: "Rong Yan, you are the greatest miracle in my life, we, we will definitely meet again, you have to wait for me ......."
Xie Yu grabbed her hand and roared, "Don't talk about him anymore!" ”
"Xie Yu, people like you will never .......understand," Ye Chuchu muttered, his voice getting lower and weaker, and finally, his eyes slowly closed.
"You're not me, how do you know I don't understand?" Xie Yu smiled bitterly in a low voice.
It's not that he doesn't understand, it's that she never gave him a chance to understand.
You are wind and rain, but also lucky****
The year I first met Rong Yan was a cold winter.
Ye Chuchu was one of the first batch of children to be trained, there were three of them, and they were among the hundreds of children on the island who survived.
The devilish training made these young children have some tenacity and indifference on their faces.
Ye Chuchu is no exception, she is very beautiful, and among a group of extremely talented children, her appearance is the most outstanding.
And her beauty is also special, very special.
She vaguely knew that after going out this time, she would be arranged to follow a very important person and be his stand-in.
She didn't know who that person was yet, but it didn't matter, their fate had been arranged in advance, and she had no right to choose.
The instructor took them to wait outside a very large and magnificent Chinese garden, it was very windy that day, and I don't know when it began to snow.
Snowflakes mixed with cold winds, this kind of weather, unlike the subtropical islands, they are not allowed to wear heavy cotton jackets, only simple camouflage clothes, so that it looks neat and simple.
However, the lack of warm clothes and the sudden change of cold weather made it difficult for the three children to adapt.
It was so cold that I wanted to shiver, but the instructor was beside him, and the three children could only endure it strongly, not letting their bodies tremble.
The snow was blowing heavily, and it had already piled a thick layer on the ground, and their bodies were almost covered with snow.
But without the order of the instructor, they did not even dare to move.
Ye Chuchu even felt that even a layer of snow had fallen on her eyelashes, making her unable to see anything clearly.
I don't know how long I waited, the three children were numb with cold, and at this time it was no longer a question of whether they dared to move, but a question of whether they could move.
All I could hear was the howling north wind.
It's cold, it's really cold.......
Ye Chuchu gritted his teeth, his little face was frozen and bruised, and some snow melted on his face, and then quickly condensed into thin ice, forming a layer of ice on his face.
She thought that she must be looking like a ridiculous snowman now, stupid and stupid.
At this time, a lot of servants ran out of the classical mansion, busy sweeping the snow in front of the door.
Ye Chuchu finally felt a little relieved, and began to clear the snow, which means that the person they were waiting for is coming soon.
She didn't really have much to look forward to, and she didn't care what the future allegiance of the owner would look like, anyway, as long as she was born and died for him.
It's a mission, and it has nothing to do with who you're loyal to.
She just thought that when the man came, they would probably be allowed to move, or go in and have a warm place for them to rest.