One of his pleas was to ask for this hug as if it were the last hug in this life.

Xiao Yezi knew that he was reluctant to her.

Xiao Yezi vaguely heard Xiang Ang let out a soft sigh, and then he reached out and gently hugged her waist.

It's been ten years.

It has been ten years since the last time the two hugged like this.

Because of her, the ten years between her and Xiang Ang have closely crossed time and crossed several cities of tens of thousands of kilometers.

But in fact, she and Xiang Ang crossed life and death.

"Xiang Ang."

Xiao Yezi shouted Xiang Ang's name in a low voice.

"I hate you so much."

She whispered, "But I love you so much." ”

In her life, all the strongest emotions were given to Xiang Ang.

"I'm sorry."

Xiang Ang's heart was stunned, at this moment, except for saying sorry, Xiang Ang couldn't give Xiao Yezi more explanations.

"It's useless, Xiang Ang, you know? You owe me, even if you say a lifetime, a hundred years say sorry, it's not enough. ”

Ten years of hate.

And the child who didn't have time to come into the world and see the world.

It's not that a gentle word of sorry from him can cancel it all out.

Xiao Yezi gently closed his eyes, raised his hand, and put the palm of his hand against the place where his heart was beating.

She couldn't hear the words in his heart, but he could hear his living voice.

The moment he learned that he had been dead for ten years, what Xiao Yezi wanted in his heart was that he was alive.

Through her clothes, she could still feel the beating of his heart in her palm.

Just when Xiao Yezi wanted to say goodbye to Xiang Ang, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind.

In the picture, the first thing that appears is like a torrential rain in the air, the speed of the raindrops falling is impossible for the eye to catch, and then the barren meadow, approaching the meadow, only to find that there is a very wide river there.

In her sight, she could barely see the other side of the river.

There is a sign on the grass next to the river, which reads: The river is six meters deep, please do not approach, and it is strictly forbidden to swim in the river.

And this warning sign, which has now been swallowed by water, can only barely see these warning words, and I can't see at all how high this warning sign is.

The river is turbulent, the water is yellow, and it is so turbid that you can barely see the underwater scene.

There are still a lot of debris floating on the riverside, and there are dead pigs that have been drowned for a long time and are swollen and now floating naturally.

There is also a lot of household waste.

Among these debris on the surface of the river, if you look closely, there is a man holding a piece of driftwood less than a person high.

The man's waist down was submerged in the murky river.

And the river, in the torrential rain, is still rising rapidly, little by little, over the grass on the side, the more flooded, the more it is.

And that person is Xiang Ang.

In the picture, Xiang Ang was holding the driftwood and motionless, his face was pale, he was clenching his teeth tightly, and his lips were already blue.

Later, he opened his eyes softly, bloodshot, and looked towards the grass on the riverbank, and then struggled to get to the side.

But the rain was too strong, and the river was too fast, and when he moved, he let himself get farther and farther from the shore.

He struggled for several minutes before he finally stopped again, and his body sank into the river again.

Xiao Yezi suddenly heard a voice.