Wu Pingping was also standing in the courtyard, leaning over and looking at the hill where Ning had been before.

Uncle Zhang and sister-in-law Zhang even hid Wu Pingping, and they really hid it tightly.

Wu Pingping learned the news early in the morning, and the whole person was not good.

It is said that the scourge lasts for thousands of years, in Wu Pingping's eyes, a guy like Huo Feng, others can die, and he can live and nourish.

Like Ning Zao, she had been waiting for Huo Feng to come back from the hospital.

Then, early in the morning, Zhang's sister-in-law called her and said that Huo Feng had died on the night of the car accident.

said that Ning knew about it early and last night.

Wu Pingping's whole person is not good.

She couldn't accept this matter herself, but it was conceivable that Ning Zao, who was the party concerned, was early.

Wu Pingping felt that maybe even Huo Feng's house didn't know how much Ning liked Huo Feng early.

That's really, love Huo Feng more than your own life.

So when Wu Pingping learned the news, her first thought was, would Ning Zao not be able to think about it, would she learn from those pedantic and uncivilized ancient women to be martyred or something.

So after she answered Sister-in-law Zhang's call, she drove quickly and came to Zaofeng Hospital.

Seeing that Ning and Uncle Zhang walked down from the mountain path early, Wu Pingping's heart that had been carrying it was relaxed.

Sister-in-law Zhang also breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go prepare a meal." ”

In this world, anyone who is separated can live, and they can live very well.

Unless this person is bent on death and has no idea of survival.

It is better not to die sooner rather than not to live.

She has Xu Xu, as well as Uncle Zhang, sister-in-law Zhang, who is worried about her, and her good friend Wu Pingping, who is always nervous.

So, she can't die.

Since you can't die, you can't live worse than you die.

Several of them lived in the Morning Wind Courtyard for more than half a month.

Every day, Ning would go to sit with Huo Feng for a while, and she didn't speak, just sat next to the tombstone, stunned.

Uncle Zhang put a rocking chair next to the tombstone, and specially built a shed, wrapping the tombstone and rocking chair in the shed.

But this winter day was still very cold for Ning Zao.

It was so cold that her whole heart felt like a big hole had been opened, and no matter how much heat she filled in, it couldn't warm it.

But after the winter, Ning started a normal life early.

She spends most of her life with Huo Xu, and the rest of the time, this is to create scripts.

Later, after Huo Xu went to kindergarten, she would occasionally take on some company dramas.

The days went by too fast, too fast.

In the blink of an eye, Huo Xu entered elementary school, middle school, and university, and then, he fell in love, met the girl he liked, got married, and started a family.

I used to think that my life would be very difficult, but when I really got through it and looked back, everything seemed to be the same thing.

Time, like a white horse passing by, no matter how much torment and pain, looking back is only a matter of moments.

Ning didn't look for another man early.

She threw herself on her children, and when the children were older, she threw herself on her career.

She had seen Ning Weiwei a few more times, and Ning Weiwei cried and asked her if Huo Feng was really dead.

Ning looked at Ning Weiwei, who was sad and sad with red eyes and crying, and she didn't feel reminded of her sadness at all, but felt funny.

"yes, he's dead." Ning Zao's tone was calm: "I was my husband in life, and my man in death, so don't call him Brother Huo Feng anymore, he doesn't like this title, and I don't like it either." ”