Song Ci didn't stay at Tang Zhou's home for long, and after dinner, he took Nuan Nuan back to the hotel, and Li Guilong drove them away.

Watching them leave, Tang Guancong and Ye Weilan felt that what had happened today was like a dream.

Especially Ye Weilan, she was not in good spirits, and when she heard the sound of rain outside the window at night, she had a dream that her daughter came from the rain.

Wearing a yellow raincoat and carrying her small flower umbrella, she walked towards her.

"Mom."

The voice of the little butterfly was as light as ever, as soft as ever, and fell on her heart.

"What's wrong, baby?" Ye Weilan bent down and asked.

"Can you play with me?" Little Butterfly asked expectantly.

"Okay, but I'll have to wait for a while, Mom still has something to do, and when I'm done, I'll play with you, okay?"

Ye Weilan looked down at the design draft in her hand and replied without raising her head.

She seemed to have forgotten something, but she couldn't remember anything.

"That's what Dad said, too." The little butterfly muttered gloomily.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, get busy, I'll play by myself."

Little Butterfly showed a smiling face, hoping to get praise from her mother, but she didn't get what she wanted, and Ye Weilan was busy with her own things.

The little butterfly could only walk away in frustration, Ye Weilan, who seemed to be aware of it, glanced up, watched her turn away, that little back, suddenly felt so painful, why did the heart hurt so much?

Because the little butterfly is gone, the little butterfly ...... Little butterfly, where are you?

Ye Weilan frantically searched upstairs and downstairs in a panic, she gasped for breath and her face was full of anxiety.

The rain outside was louder, and it poured down, soaking through her clothes, obscuring her vision, leaving her breathless and feeling suffocated in her chest.

She stood in the rain at some point, and dimly saw a small voice in front of her, which seemed to be her daughter, and her daughter was waiting for her in front.

Ye Weilan strode after him.

"Little butterfly, little butterfly, where are you going, hurry up and go home with me......" Ye Weilan shouted loudly.

"Mom's ......"

The voice of the little butterfly came through the rain curtain, still so light and soft.

"Baby, it's raining out there, let's go home." Ye Weilan said gently.

"I don't want to go back." The little butterfly whispered.

"Why?" Ye Weilan slowed down, and her face showed a look of confusion and incomprehension.

"Because I don't want you anymore, I'm leaving, goodbye mom......"

The small voice in the rain curtain seemed to turn around and continue to walk forward.

"No, no...... Mommy loves you...... You're back...... Don't you go ......."

Ye Weilan chased after her in a panic, through the layers of rain curtains, and the rain poured into her mouth and nose, making her feel suffocated for a while, and her heart hurt so much, so painful......

The rain turned into a monstrous wave that swept towards her, drowning her entirely.

A small flower umbrella, swept in, floated on the water, circled around her, and seemed to say its final goodbye to her.

Little butterfly ......, don't go, don't leave your mother......

Tears mixed with the rain drowning her whole body, her heart hurt so much that she was about to suffocate, she gasped for breath and sat up from the bed.

"Little Butterfly ......"

It turned out to be just a dream, but when I touched my cheeks, my face was full of tears.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a dream, it's just a dream......"

I don't know when, Tang Guancong, who also woke up, hugged her in his arms and comforted her softly.

"No, it's not a dream, little butterfly, she doesn't want me, she doesn't want her mother...... It's all my fault...... It's all my fault......"

A great feeling of guilt drowned her like a tidal wave.

It was just a dream, but it wasn't a dream, the dream just reproduced the scene of that day, and it would be nice if I promised the little butterfly to play with her.

When they found her, there was only a small flower umbrella, whirling in the water.

Like a dancing elf, saying its final goodbyes to them.

"Goodbye Dad......"

"Goodbye Mom......"

She left this world, left them, and never bothered them again.

The dream made her vague memories clear.

The little butterfly was found, and its miserable little white face seemed to be telling her something, Ye Weilan felt that she was torn into two pieces again, and let out a painful wail.

"Little Butterfly...... Mommy's little butterfly ......"

The little butterfly flew away and never came back.

……

"It's going to be fine, everything is going to be fine, didn't Mr. Song say, let me go to Qiannan? You come with me, go for a walk......" Tang Xuan comforted softly.

He had been calm all day, but he hadn't slept all day, and in the dark, he had been crying for no longer than he had, and the silent tears soaked through the large patches of clothes on his chest.

The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier.

The rain will eventually stop.

The little butterflies they flew away will eventually fly back one day.

Little butterflies will flutter around them, calling to mom and dad in a soft voice.

God gave them another chance.

This time, they would never lose her again, never let her fly away again......

……

The sky was clear during the day, but it was pouring rain at night.

There was the sound of rain outside, and it seemed to be a good day to sleep.

But Song Ci couldn't sleep, he remembered his wife Yun Chuyao, she likes rain very much, looking at the dripping rain outside the window, she can sit quietly all afternoon.

But Nuan Nuan next to her is like a piglet, even if she has slept in the evening, she still sleeps very sweetly and carefree.

Wish: 136

Refining gas: 1.09+

Wish: Free access to the deceased's Taoyuan Village (500) - Insufficient wish

Today, Tang Xuan looked indifferent and calm, and rarely showed a sad expression, but he contributed 10 points of full value of wishing power, which shows that his heart is not as indifferent and strong as it seems.

The other 10 points came from Ye Weilan, and the other three points came from Aunt Sun, who was still a little unsure of what happened, which made Song Ci a little surprised.

However, in any case, this increased the Wish Power by 23 points, which was originally only 113 points.

It seems that the number 500 is getting closer and closer, and it seems that the distance between him and his wife is getting closer and closer.

The little pig next to him turned over, and his little mouth squirmed twice, as if he was eating something delicious in his dream.

A sweet smile appeared on his face.

At this time, on the other side of the city, a person was also not asleep.

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's that the leaky roof really makes it impossible for him to sleep peacefully.

It was a simple shed, surrounded by debris, with little room to stay, and rainwater poured down the cracks in the roof, and for a while the house was like a water curtain hole.

A middle-aged man who had been holding a basin and wanted to catch water had to give up helplessly

A gust of wind blew in through the cracks in the window, bringing a hint of coolness.

He also blew his empty right arm, which seemed to be even colder.

He went back to bed, wrapped in the quilt, and stared blankly at the rain, which flowed down the ground and soaked the room.

(End of chapter)