The photo only shows the upper body, she is wearing a princess braid, but she is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

She smiled sweetly, her eyes seemed to be full of stars, and there were countless starlights, shining brightly.

In the lower right corner of the photo, two lines are written——

The most beautiful season was taken in August 2013.

Six years ago......

At that time, Prison Ning'an was not sick, and she looked so healthy and happy, but it was also distressing.

Mu Tingchen could no longer restrain his emotions, he walked up a few steps and stood beside the coffin.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and looked down into the coffin.

The girl lies there quietly, she is wearing a white dress, the same one in the photo, with her hands folded on her abdomen.

She wore light makeup, her complexion was good, her face was ruddy, and the corners of her mouth were hooked with a faint smile, as if she was asleep.

She lies among the flowers, which are dominated by small sunflowers, and against the yellow flowers, the girl is like an angel, just like her name......

"Are you kidding me?" Mu Tingchen didn't believe all this, and reached out to her face.

The man's slender fingertips touched the woman's cheek, and the cold touch instantly pierced his heart like a sharp knife, and the blood flowed endlessly.

He stiffened his arms and probed her snort—no breath! Really no breathing!

Mu Tingchen shook the soles of his feet and took a small step back, obviously unable to accept this fact.

His face was blue and purple, and in a moment, he completely collapsed—

"Impossible!" He shook his head, his lips faded, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and they were red, "Prison Ning'an, don't joke with me!" It's not fun at all! ”

Suddenly, like crazy, he stepped over to the coffin.

"Prison Ning'an, stop playing, open your eyes, open your eyes and look at me! Really don't play anymore! He lifted her upper body in his arms and patted her little face, "...... Ning An, open your eyes and don't be kidding! ”

His voice was hoarse, and he was almost screaming in a low voice at the end.

The woman didn't move, still smiling shallowly, as if she was asleep.

"Ning'an!? Ning'an!? The man did not give up, and called her name over and over again, and after a while, he yelled, "Prison, Ning, Ann!" ”

With this roar, the man seemed to be completely awake, and he froze and stared at the breathless person in his arms, his arms trembling violently.

His breath was holding his breath, as if he was about to suffocate, and in his chest, an invisible hand grasped his heart, tearing it apart little by little.

The heart, from severe pain to numbness, except for thinking, the whole body is like it is not its own, and the pain is numb......

“…… Prison Ning'an, you won, you really scared me! ”

He took her into his arms and clasped his arms together as if to rub her into his body.

"Prison Ning'an, I miss you, don't you want to hear this sentence the most? Now I say, you open your eyes, open your eyes and look at me! He whispered in her ear, every word seemed to be in her heart, "Ning An, I miss you, I really miss you!" ……”

The man said this over and over again, with his eyes closed, and how he wished that when he opened his eyes, she woke up from his arms with a smile and said to him: You have finally spoken!

Then, he would hug him and say, "Doctor Jun, I miss you too......

He slowly opened his eyes, but the person in his arms remained motionless, without any movement.

Mu Tingchen closed his eyes again, this time he was desperate.

In fact, he knew that he was deceiving himself, the body of the person in his arms was cold and stiff, and he had long lost any vital signs.