Tucked He Chengyun's quilt, I rubbed her head: "Don't think so much, take a good rest." ”

Seeing her nod, I smiled, turned off the bedside lamp, and got up to go out.

After washing up, lying on the soft big bed, I looked out the window at the endless night, and I couldn't help but remember that I used to have a younger sister, but she was not old enough to drink, and she had already left forever.

She is very similar to He Chengyun, they are both beautiful and lively, and they are kind-hearted. But she didn't have the same fate as He Chengyun, so she could only squeeze into a small rental house with me.

And when I made a fortune and had countless properties under the property, she could only stay in a small urn.

The pain of my nails sinking into my palms brought me back to my senses, and in the moonlight, I looked at the inconspicuous marks in my palms and told myself: don't think too much, there is no point in wanting to make myself sadder.

… Don't think too much, there is no point in thinking too much about making yourself sad ...

I looked around and found myself in a small room.

The lights were dim, and I was surrounded by unrecognizable people. Some of them wore uniforms, some in civilian clothes.

There was a bed in front of me, and on the bed was a white cloth, wide and long, with a human figure faintly visible underneath.

Trembling, I reached out and lifted the white cloth. Under the white cloth was a young girl, with a childish face, and she was a beauty. She wore a white dress with light red lace and faint stains of smudges and blood.

Her face was blue and her eyes were closed, she was dead.

An invisible hand gripped my heart, and I opened my mouth, but I couldn't say a word. Covering my heart, I squatted down little by little, tears falling down the dark floor.

A young man rang in my ears: "Is she Zhu Ming?" ”

I crouched on the ground, curled myself up in a ball, and shook my head incessantly.

"Is she a blessing?"

"No—" I stood up with all my strength, trying to see the girl's face on the bed again, "it must be a mistake, I wish her so young... Impossible..."

And what caught my eye was still the face that I was so familiar with. I felt the strength in my body disappear little by little, and I fell to my knees.

The man sighed, turned back to the others, and said, "The identity of the deceased has been confirmed. He patted me on the shoulder, "Miss, condolences." ”

And the next moment, the incandescent lamp overhead went out silently, and the small room was plunged into darkness.

And when the faint light came back on, I was the only one left in the room.

I vaguely realized something, and I looked up at the iron bed, and my heart began to beat wildly.

Zhu Nian, who was already a corpse, opened his eyes, and his dilated pupils stared straight at me.

In a small room, looking at a dead person, I should theoretically be terrified. But at this moment, I have nothing but joy in my heart.

"Congratulations, blessings..."

Zhu Nian lay on the bed and stretched out her hand to me, her arms covered with bruises, which was shocking. My sister's expression was dazed and painful, and two bloody tears crossed her pale little face: "Sister, I'm so cold, I'm so scared-"

"Zhu Nian is not afraid," I didn't care about wiping my nose and tears on my face, I only used all my strength to stand up straight and stretched out my arms towards Zhu Nian, "Don't be afraid, sister is here." ”

And the next moment, my arm passed through nothingness.

When I opened my eyes, a delicate and lovely chandelier first caught my eye.

The next moment, I saw my hands open to the air, and the bright sun filled my side.