When she saw the handwriting engraved on the tombstone, she stroked the name engraved with "Zhang Lele", and when she saw the date of his death, she beat her chest and cried bitterly, sad and unable to help herself.

When Zhang Fei saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't accept this fact for a while and almost fell to the ground, but several grandchildren supported him. He waved at them, staggered away, and went back to the car and closed the door and cried.

The white hair trembled, and the more restrained the cry was, the more sad it became. He would rather have no news than before, and without that "certainty" there are infinite possibilities. But now there are some regrets that can't be made up, and they can only accompany themselves all the time like a heartbeat until the end of their lives.

Lele, Dad is sorry for you, really sorry for you.

The people in the back cried together, transparent tears, black clothes, transparent raindrops, green grass, gray sky They represent the sadness of the moment.

Zhang Minghui, who was holding back her sadness and calmness, could no longer restrain her emotions, and hugged Meng Lingyu and shouted her brother hoarsely.

Sky gray gray

Will

Make me forget who you are

When celebrating the New Year at the Hua family, Zhang Ning read the calendar of the whole year by himself and knew what day it was.

After only three lines, she said to herself, "No one will be willing to forget you." ”

Long birdsong chirps in the drizzle, and the ethereal sound of cuckoos echoes across the mountain peaks. Zhang Ning, who finished his work, leaned against a big rock, the green mountain covered by white mist behind the mountain peak.

If you turn over a green hill, home is in front of you. She coughed violently, blood running down the corners of her mouth.

If Mom knew, it would have been another blow. She silently wiped it off with her hand, then stretched it out, and soon the raindrops washed it away.

She glanced at the listless man about her age, at the smell of meat, and at the grass in her hand, not knowing what to think.

Up the hill and down the hill, they were on the hill. If she hadn't fainted, they wouldn't have picked it up, would she?

Dark green juice mottled her palms, and she showed a sly smile, her eyes seeping cold.

A glazed-eyed girl ran out with her collar and hair messy, walked up to her and whispered with a crying voice, "Don't say you're a girl, you must remember." ”

Zhang Ning lowered his head and looked at the puddle of water, looking at his short hair, and his clenched fists were broken open again and again by the young book. The hatred in her eyes was so obvious that Shushu was afraid that she would rush in impulsively.

"Brother." Shushu's tone was pleading, and he took Zhang Ning's hand and shook his head. He understands everything, and he just wants everyone to live, because his mother said to his kindergarten teacher that there is hope when he lives!

"You are old, and you have to carry your physical strength on your back, and you can't walk the little ones. When the weather is clear, we will flee. Zhang Ning held dozens of sleeping pills in his pocket, looked at them and said.

They nodded vigorously, their eyes instantly brightening.

"When you run to the highway, stop the car, run if you can, and when you run to the police station, you must remember to call the police and expose them to the police, and they will send you back. Those cunning things, I didn't bring a mobile phone when I went up the mountain, and maybe I didn't have a signal with a mobile phone. Good...... I hope you're all safe. After Zhang Ning finished speaking, he coughed and bent down, his forehead was full of sweat.