He also knew that his thoughts were childish and selfish, but he still had to straighten his back and speak. This is for my sister, not someone else, so I have to be even more timid.

Leng Aohan turned around and walked into the dim house, only to see that Shen Sanyang was also inside.

"Here, why don't you dress her."

"Hmm."

"Don't cry with a sad face, be happy and let her body walk happily." Shen Sanyang said.

Leng Aohan nodded, but how could he be cheerful? When he took the white linen garment, his hands trembled.

Shen Sanyang pulled Dai Mingyue out, and only Leng Aohan was left in this room. He gently stroked the pale face, every inch of his heart was occupied by pain, he felt that he was about to run out of breath, and his heart was about to suffocate.

The swift swallows on the beam chirped, and the room didn't seem too quiet.

He gently stripped her of her original clothes, and put on this large and ill-fitting linen garment for her, always feeling that she was being covered by a bag, but there was not the slightest sense of comical on that calm face.

He clasped his hands together and clutched his nose tightly. His eyes were also staring motionless at that lifeless face, and his heart really wanted to go with her.

But he couldn't, he had to stay and clean up all this for her, and let her go cleanly before he could rest assured. I don't know if I can find her soul in a certain country, maybe she is happy somewhere, or maybe she recognizes him on a sunny afternoon, but he doesn't recognize her, so they still miss it.

I know that regret is inevitable, but I still want to grasp that glimmer of hope. Because, he can't live without her, and he only wants to be her for the rest of his life.

When it comes to love, he is a failure. If time goes forward, he also feels that it is vain and unreal. What more could he ask for? Love her again, and engrave her beautiful face in his mind, so that he will not forget her. Although he knew that missing would be a bone-eating pain, he still loved it, he couldn't give up on her because of his reason, what is Jiangshan? Can she be exchanged for a lifetime of good health?

It was ridiculous, his hand clutched the linen tightly, and the rough feel made him a little helpless.

Outside, Old Bodhi also looked at Shen Sanyang blankly.

"Boy, isn't it a bit hasty for you to bury people next?" Old Bodhi asked.

As soon as he heard that his sister was going to be buried, this generation of Mingyue was also stunned, and he hurriedly said: "Master, can you let my sister stay for a while, we haven't been able to take a good look at her." ”

"At this time, it is not appropriate to make a noise, nor should it be postponed. Otherwise, it will arouse the suspicion of the ghost, and then this soul will really not be able to be recovered. ”

Dai Mingyue was very disappointed, he lowered his head and looked at his shoes, and there was a faint sadness between his eyebrows.

"Well, let you go to her together. The world is so big, you will find it if you are fated. Old Bodhi sighed again.

"Yes, maybe after searching all over this great world, people should be old."

"Don't say these frustrating words, if only you could find it, but when will it be?" Bodhi Lao'er said.

"If so, just like Mr. said, you and I won't have such a headache. It is not a loss to spend a lifetime to find someone. It's better to spend your life remembering someone who no longer exists. ”

Shen Sanyang's words made Bodhi Lao'er very sad, and Bodhi Lao'er also has such a person to miss with his whole life, alas...... Thinking about it, I envy those who can still find people. They at least have hope, and they only have endless thoughts, and there is no one to say.

Some people, when they are gone, they are gone, but their faces will still exist in the hearts of those who have loved them, isn't this a pain?

Accustomed to starry nights, it was a bit frustrating to suddenly be told that the sun was brighter and warmer than the stars...... Once you get used to it, you're afraid of losing it. It's better to keep your own starlight, the cold of the night is not a kind of scenery. Accustomed to the darkness of the night, it is not a pity to suddenly think that there is no sunshine. Because, too, there is light. It's also because you can also see the face you want to see clearly.

The years are gone, and those thoughts that have been precipitated are like the sound of the sea crashing on the shore from time to time. When the wind is strong, people are naturally afraid. The rain came, and the flowers could only slowly endure the ticking sound.

Shen Sanyang saw the problem very thoroughly, and there was a sense of wisdom in his deep eyes.

At this time, Dai Chengming suddenly ran from the kitchen. He panted and said, "The herbs are all cooked, what should we do next?" ”

Neither Bodhi Lao'er nor Shen Sanyang knew how to tell him this fact, after all, it was his daughter, and he was more heartbroken than anyone else.

Seeing that everyone was stunned again, Dai Chengming said again: "Is there anything missing?" If it's not enough, I'll make up for it again. ”

"Father...... No more! Dai Mingyue said.

"Why? Isn't the rain going to wait? ”

"The master said that my sister should be buried as soon as possible...... This herb is no longer needed. ”

Dai Chengming smiled, and made sure that Dai Mingyue was not joking.

He felt that he couldn't stand on his feet, and he might fall at any time. But he couldn't care so much, he sat on his knees, and no matter how cold the rain was, he was numb......

"Father, don't do that."

"My rain! Why, why do this to her? ”

"Father......." Dai Mingyue shouted with tears in her eyes.

Dai Chengming bit his lip tightly, and his hand was clenched into a fist.

He slammed it to the ground, once, twice, three times, until the fist was bloodied, and he stopped.

"Father, don't do this!"

"What else can I do? My rain, how can they bear to do it to a woman who has no power to do it? Still have a conscience? ”

"Father, let my sister go well."

"It's because they won't let me, do they have to see me die on behalf of Cheng Ming's family before they are willing?"

Thinking of Liu Guifang, who was still sick in bed and unconscious, Dai Chengming's heart was even more painful.

He felt like he was being held down by a boulder, and he tried to catch his breath, but it was hard!

Dai Mingyue also knelt beside Dai Chengming, the father and son knelt like this, and Shen Sanyang and Bodhi Lao'er on the side didn't want to look at it. There is so much suffering in the world, this can torture a person crazy.

"Don't cry, let her go." Dr. Qiao said helplessly, he was also very reluctant to give up this girl.

"My rain, my rain!"

Dai Chengming shed tears at the sky, and he confessed to it...... It's just, can you be nicer to his daughter?

"Father, don't do that."

"I'm fine, it's just that my rain is gone, and she'll definitely complain about me. She's going to blame me! ”

"Sister won't, father!"

"She will! I'm her father, I didn't protect her mother well, and now, I can't even protect her, can she not hate me? Dai Chengming cried again.

What can make a man cry is not the pain of the body, but also the pain of the heart that can't protect the beloved.

"Father, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself anymore." Dai Mingyue persuaded again.

But how can Dai Chengming let go? The pain in his heart made him not forget his love for this daughter.

"It's all my fault, I'm useless, I can't even protect the rain, why do you deserve to call me father?"

Doctor Qiao: "It's all hard, it's okay, it'll be fine after a while." ”

Bodhi Lao'er: "Yes, everything will be fine." Miss Yu'er can still be found, so don't be too sad. ”

As soon as Dai Chengming heard this, he came to his senses, and asked again: "You say, Yu'er is still alive?" ”

Shen Sanyang nodded, and said, "The soul has not returned, it should be attached to another body." ”

"Really? Great, my rain is still alive! ”

Dai Chengming, who was crying with joy, hugged Dai Mingyue tightly, crying and laughing at the same time, this picture made people a little unable to help but burst into tears.

"Alas...... If you can find it, look for it. It's a pity to be such a good girl. Dr. Qiao sighed.

"We'll find my sister, father."

"Be sure to find it!"

Leng Aohan looked at the father and son who hugged each other tightly, and felt very uncomfortable. I felt like I was missing something, and suddenly I felt like I was superfluous.

Dai Chengming also saw Leng Aohan, but he didn't meet Leng Aohan's eyes as bright as stars.

Shen Sanyang bowed slightly at Leng Aohan, and asked again, "But is it good to change clothes?" ”

"Hmm."

"Then prepare the carriage and take the people to burial."

Dr. Qiao: "The carriage is already waiting outside, just take the people out." ”

Shen Sanyang: "Wait a minute, you have to cover it with an oil-paper umbrella, you can't let her see the light." ”

"I'll get it." Dai Mingyue spoke.

Shen Sanyang: "Yes, but you have to remember that no matter what accidents there are, you can't take the umbrella in your hand away." ”

Dai Mingyue nodded seriously, and said, "Master, don't worry, I will do a good job." ”

Dai Chengming: "Then I'll hug Yu'er." ”

Shen Sanyang stopped him and said, "No, Duyu is weak, and it would be better if she needed a man with heavy yang energy to hold her." Let the prince come, after all, he is also here to change clothes. ”

The corners of Dai Chengming's mouth trembled, but when he thought that it was his daughter's matter, he could only endure it.

"Alright, hurry up. Taking advantage of the fact that the light rain is still pouring in, it is just a good time to be buried. Shen Sanyang said.

Leng Aohan was the first to be put on a white cloth, and then Shen Sanyang dotted a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, although this is a little weird, but he can only give up if he follows the customs.