The pouring rain formed a snow-white curtain of rain that stretched between the green hills in the distance and the houses in front of them. She turned the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and stood under the eaves of the tea shop, observing the heavy rain.

The rain drenched the rural roads, the paddy fields where people cultivated good rice seedlings, the flowering countryside, and the brand-new tombstones. There was only one name on the tombstone, unlike the tombstone with a photo engraved on it.

She looked up at the gray-white sky, choking with sadness in her throat, intermittently with the sound of "whooshing" rain. She was about to go to see him, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and she looked at the sky with red eyes and whispered his name.

The fragrance of flowers wafted in the wind, but also carried her sadness, drifting to the distant countryside, passing by a long, long winding country road, passing by many rolling green hills, and finally in the green mountains that have been sleeping for generations, the blooming wild chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone stopped.

She can't let it go, and she can't let it go when he's gone.

Ji Xiaolu, who was in the car, held the steering wheel tightly and looked at the woman holding a white oil-paper umbrella on the eaves, her sad emotions fluctuating on her beautiful face.

As the rain faded, he could see the tears on her cheeks, and she put away her umbrella and wiped the tears from her face. The black flats stepped onto the rain-dripping blue bricks, and when he saw her walking towards him, he hurriedly lowered his head.

She walked up to the car in front of him, opened the door and drove straight away.

She walked for almost an hour before she walked to his sleeping side, she held on to the tombstone and kept panting, "I'm here to see you, you're good, you haven't come to see me once in the years you've been missing alive." Mom, do you think he should be beaten? As she spoke, Xiao Zou Ju next to her feet bent down slightly.

She straightened the ends of her hair that was messy by the wind, squatted down and supported her cheeks with her hands and said, "Yicheng Yicheng, can you answer me?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a small bird flew out of the woods, stopped on her shoulder and cried.

"I don't like you to become a bird, a person and a bird have a long and short life. Not good, isn't it? After a hundred years, you won't be alone. "I have heard that when people leave, their souls will rest on animals, and they will come to them and meet them. In ancient times, they created a lot of legends, whether it was true or not? She had to believe in him, he still existed in this world to protect them.

After a while it flew off her shoulder, circled the sky a few times, and refused to leave.

Meng Lingyu said with tears in her eyes and a smile, waving her hand, "Goodbye, thank you, let's go, go to the great world and wait for me." She raised her hand and waved at him, watching it chirp and fly into the mountains until there was no shadow.

The last side, I can't see what you have become, I have waited for so many years, and I am unwilling to do it, you know? Meng Lingyu covered her mouth and collapsed directly on the cold ground, crying silently.

Loman stood on the lawn after the rain, looking at Wang Chi who was respectfully reporting the progress of the plan, never thinking that the first thing he would think about was her son, and when she knew at that time, she would collapse in what way.

Loman saw that he had finished speaking, nodded at him, and smiled satisfied. "Koike, you did a good job, and sure enough, you were my student. I would recommend you to the Gangduoduo. ”

"Thank you, teacher, this is what students should do." Wang Chi bowed his head slightly, and said to Luo Man with indifference in his eyes.