"Wang Ying, we're here to see you!"

Above the silent cemetery, Fang Zhunan's cry echoed.

Holding the tombstone, she collapsed to her knees and began to cry loudly.

"We said yes, we said yes and graduated together, why don't you wait for us and leave first!"

Ye Qingyan stood behind Fang Zhunan in a daze, holding her trembling shoulders, and she felt even more sad.

The girl who once said that she would wash her clothes for the rest of her life has been blown away by the wind and left in the sea.

"Wang Ying, come back quickly, come back and take graduation photos with us, put on military uniforms with us, and fulfill our dreams."

Fang Zhunan's tears flowed uncontrollably, her face was tightly pressed against the tombstone, and she kept crying Wang Ying's name.

The paper money that she was going to burn to Wang Ying had already been crumpled in her hands.

Ye Qingyan's eyes were also wet.

She hugged Fang Zhunan, "Zhunan, cheer up, cheer up!" ”

Fang Zhunan cried even more fiercely, Ye Qingyan pulled her away from the tombstone, she turned around and hugged Ye Qingyan tightly,

"Qingyan, Wang Ying is gone, we said we would graduate together."

"Zhu Nan, cheer up, do you think Wang Ying will want to see you like this?"

Fang Zhunan's tears and snot flowed on Ye Qingyan's military lining, making her shoulders wet a lot.

"Zhu Nan, from now on, you must work harder to realize her unfinished dream for Wang Ying."

"Yes." Fang Zhunan's chin rested on Ye Qingyan's shoulder and nodded vigorously.

At this time, Wei Keqin walked over, her eyes were red.

In fact, she has been here for a while, standing by the side and watching Fang Zhunan, while she cries silently.

It was Ye Qingyan who asked her to come, and she knew that Fang Zhunan would definitely collapse, so she asked Wei Keqin to pick her up.

"Wei Keqin takes care of her, I want to stay here for a while."

Wei Keqin helped Fang Zhunan and glanced back at Ye Qingyan,

"Qingyan, seeing that the weather is about to rain, I'll leave the umbrella to you!"

"You take it, maybe it will rain before you get to the dormitory, and Fang Zhunan needs to be taken care of even more now."

"Okay, Qingyan, you have to take care of yourself."

"I know, go ahead!"

After watching Wei Keqin help Fang Zhunan, who was out of control in tears, Ye Qingyan staggered a few steps, holding on to the trunk of the tree, panting heavily.

She had actually been enduring it all the time, forcibly enduring her inner feelings.

Although I really wanted to be like Fang Zhunan, I cried a lot.

But she can't, although on the surface she is a student agent, but in fact she is a professional agent, and she must control her emotions.

A gust of wind blew, allowing Ye Qingyan's short hair to caress her face.

The past is vivid, she is the one who talks to Wang Ying the most, but now, she can't say a word.

Ye Qingyan raised his hand and let his fingertips slowly slide over Wang Ying's name, in red Chinese Song font.

Her eyes were red, and she leaned down to silently place the tribute, burn paper money, and then light incense.

Finally, she opened her backpack, which revealed an orange prison uniform with the number 89757 printed on it.

"Wang Ying, this is my clothes in Hell Prison, we said okay that day, you wash this clothes for me."

Ye Qingyan took out a lighter, which she had just bought at the academy shop, and it was a lighter that could make a jingling sound.

She lit the orange prison uniform, "Wang Ying, I'll give you this dress now, you must help me wash it, you promise me." ”

Ye Qingyan watched the flames burn out, stood up, and took out a cigarette.