Floating

It's just a dream

The dream has woken up

The fate is not over...

Does the guest officer have a story?

When I was young

When the love is strong...

...

Rain, majestic rain.

Gu Nianci knelt in the rain, the heavy rain diluted the dirt on her body and the smell of blood, and the air around her weighed heavily on her breathlessness, and even a slight breath made her feel difficult. In front of her was Gu Nian'an, who was covered in blood and her body was already cold, her younger brother.

Gu Nianci trembled and stretched out her hand, brushing away the water droplets on Gu Nian'an's face over and over again. No matter how much she called his name, he didn't jump up like he used to, and say something to her with a hippie smile that made her ashamed and angry.

Bigger raindrops slid down from the sky and smashed Gu Nianci's body, as if to crush her thin spine.

From the destruction of the General's Mansion to the forced departure from his hometown, because of Gu Nian'an, Gu Nianci never gave up hope; From the eldest lady of the General's Mansion who is not stained with spring water, to the border pass to march and fight, go into battle to kill the enemy. Gu Nianci has never complained about how difficult life is and how difficult the environment is. Finally, Gu Nian'an, with the help of Qin Zhen, made his first business, he said: "Jiaojiao, you don't have to work so hard anymore, I will support you, save a dowry for you, and let you marry a good family." At that time, Gu Nianci's tears were raining, she felt that life was full of hope, and she was very happy.

The intimate conversation between those siblings was still yesterday, but the three thousand rootless water in front of her almost washed her down, and seemed to disintegrate her hopes over the years little by little, without mercy.

Gu Nianci leaned down, her forehead resting on Gu Nian'an's cold forehead. She slowly closed her eyes, her face as dead as ashes.

Umbrella, twenty-four strands of pitch-black oil-paper umbrellas.

"He's dead." The clear voice under the umbrella sounded coldly, and despite the heavy rain, Gu Nianci still heard it very clearly. "He saved you from disaster."

Gu Nianci opened his eyes and looked at Gu Nian'an's bloodless face blankly. "No, my brother can't die." Gu Nianci's voice was calm and firm, as if he was saying to someone, and as if he was saying to himself, "With my protection, how can my brother die." Her voice was a little hoarse, hoarse with endless sadness.

"Meng Po asked me to come to you... And..."Behind the curtain of the umbrella, the corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, "He's dead, you know, you smell the same." ”

Gu Nianci began to tremble uncontrollably, "No, he's not dead!" She looked up sharply, her eyes a little red and terrifying. Her nails dug into the palms of her hands, and the rain hit her, and it hurt like she had never felt before.

Gu Nianci wiped her face fiercely, but the rain still slipped down her hair, and the black hair made her face white and terrifying. She couldn't see the person under the umbrella clearly, and the man didn't mean to give her an umbrella in the slightest.

An umbrella... It's like the whole world.

The silver bell hanging from the waist of the man in black suddenly flashed. The man touched his nose and coughed lightly, "I have a way to make him open his eyes again..." With that, he stepped back, and in a few moments, the shadow of the black umbrella was gone.

Gu Nianci finally came back to her senses, slowly got up from the ground, the blood in her chest flowed out again and was printed on the white clothes that had already been stained red with blood, she didn't feel pain, looked at the direction of the person's departure through the rain curtain, and clenched the ebony card in her hand.