If you can't protect your legitimate rights and interests through legitimate means, you can only fight for it through illegal means, which is what Brother Zhiyuan taught me! Huanhuan is not only your student, but also my sister, she can't die in vain!

I respect you, but please don't stop me, I just hope that one day, when you collect my body, you will be proud of me!

——— inscription

The river is surging, from north to south, shuttling through Anseong, flowing endlessly, crossing the lofty mountains,

To the south of Anseong, thirty or forty miles away, there is a lonely mountain, which is like a fierce tiger and is stronger than a wild dragon.

This mountain is called Tiger Head.

At the foot of Hutou Mountain, there are hundreds of households, sitting on the mountain and falling by the water.

The river breeze is gentle, and halfway up the mountainside, there is a pine tree, standing proudly.

Next to the pine tree, there is a new grave, lonely, and its tombstone is engraved with a few blood-red words: Yu Huanhuan's tomb.

At this evening, there was a flute that sounded tactfully, like crying.

It was a woman, cold and beautiful, standing by a pine tree.

The wind blew, and her long hair flew and stood still, until the end of the song, when she opened her eyes, they were red.

Mianmian came back, and after several days of driving, he finally returned to his hometown.

And what greeted her was no longer that pitiful smile, only a tomb.

From noon, to sunset, to dusk, there was not a word in sleep, except for the poignant sound of the flute.

At this moment, her heart was infinitely sad, and it was difficult to have any words.

Avenge! Avenge! This is the only thought in her heart, and it is unforgettable.

Suddenly, footsteps approached.

Mianmian looked back, his eyes flashed, and then, silently.

It was a blue figure, she was beautiful and refined, like a fairy in the world, carrying some incense and candles, limping, and came to Huanhuan's tomb.

Lighting a pour of incense and inserting it next to the tombstone, she spoke: "The mountain has its own weight, without losing its majesty; The sea is self-respecting, without losing its majesty; People respect themselves without losing their dignity! Girl, you are my favorite student, but also my most proud student, I always want to say, I am proud of you, but you are gone! I'm in pain! ”

When Mianmian heard the sound, he finally couldn't help it and cried loudly.

"Little sister, did you hear that? Your most beloved person has come to see you, and she is proud of you, woo woo! ”

The wind continued to blow, and two shadows were in front of the grave, tears streaming down their faces.

Then, it was dead silent.

In silence, night fell.

But at this moment, Mianmian turned away.

"Stop!" The blue figure spoke, his back to Mianmian, and his voice was soft, but powerful, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Kill!" Mianmian said, straightforwardly.

"Huanhuan's matter, I will deal with it and seek justice for her!" The tone of the person who came was unmistakable, "You, don't mess around!" ”

"No!" Mian Mian roared and took another step.

"If you don't listen, I'll be disappointed! Your brother will also be disappointed in the spirit of heaven! The visitor turned around, and her eyes were full of regret.

"Sister, let me go!" Mianmian turned around, and suddenly knelt down in front of the blue figure, banging his head three times in a row.

"Siyuan is five years old, he has already lost an aunt, and he doesn't want to lose a second one!" The person who came said in a low voice, "In a while, come with me to Longtan Village!" ”

Seeing Mianmian kneeling on the ground, gritting his teeth, and not saying a word, a trace of unbearability flashed in the eyes of the visitor.

Shaking her head, she said: "What happened to Huanhuan, I am also responsible, for the past few years, I have been running around for the Dawn School, rarely in Ancheng, I don't want to ......"

"Say no more!" Mianmian roared, "I dare not forget your great kindness to our sister, I don't blame you, I only blame me, I didn't take good care of my little sister, I knew that she was wronged, and I left her alone in Ancheng!" ”

Mianmian said, and suddenly stood up.

"If you can't protect your legitimate rights and interests through legitimate means, you can only fight for it through illegal means, even if it's a crime, you don't hesitate to do it, this is what Brother Zhiyuan taught me!" Huanhuan is not only your student, but also my sister, she can't die in vain!

I respect you, but please don't stop me, I just hope that one day, when you collect my body, you will be proud of me! ”

"You!" The man said, "I can't watch you fall into the abyss!" ”

"I'm already in the abyss!" Mian Mian said in a cold voice, no longer staying, and turned away.

But at this moment, a figure jumped out.

This is a young man, with a tiger's back on his back, looking at the back of Mian Mian, he hesitates.

"Sister, why don't I chase her, this girl's temperament is exactly the same as Brother Yuan's! I'm afraid she'......"

"You can catch up with her, but I'm afraid you can't stop her! In this world, except for Brother Yuan's words, she can't listen to anyone, not to mention, her current mood ......"

The blue figure sighed and closed its eyes in pain.

……

The night is dark and the wind is high, sleeping alone, walking alone, straight to the foot of the mountain.

The mountains and fields are vast, and Mianmian did not enter the village, stepped on an off-road vehicle, and went straight to the north.

In the mountains, she ran wildly all the way, and half an hour later, in front of her, there was a city, which was already in sight.

Anseong, arrived, as always, the lights were brilliant.

It's still the West Gate, it's still the alley, it's still the cold three-story building, it's still the half-dead plane tree.

Sleep came, staggered, and pushed open the door of a room.

Inside, it is clean and tidy, with a faint smell of books.

"Huan'er......" Mianmian muttered in a low voice, and walked into the room step by step.

This is the little sister's room, where she has spent three years alone.

She was full of ideals, worked hard, came here, but committed suicide under the teaching building of No. 1 Middle School.

When I think of this, my heart aches like a knife.

The little sister's reluctant smile appeared in her mind repeatedly, just like yesterday, but she would never see her again.

"No!" Mianmian roared, hugged his head, and shrank at the foot of the bed.

"You are a famous school, you are talented and beautiful, you are a model!" Suddenly, Mianmian stood up, his eyes were as indifferent as water, "A place to hide filth and dirt, a group of sanctimonious people, a group of male thieves and female prostitutes, no matter who you are, as long as you have a share, I will not let any of them go, I will find you and kill you one by one!" ”

She lit a cigarette, threw the lighter away, and the table full of books burned, and gradually, the fire grew bigger and bigger, and she stepped on the cigarette and walked out of the small building.

"It's all ruined!"

Outside the small building, Mian Mian was talking to himself.

She stared at the plane tree, and suddenly, a cicada, falling from its branches, kept chirping.

"It's good that we've got company! You have been with Huan'er for so long, and now, I will take you to avenge Huan'er! ”

Mianmian bent down, put the cicada into a box, and in the raging fire, she quietly left.