Chapter 9: Dusty Memories

Gong Qinghan walked alone in the huge college, especially remembering that ten years ago, her mother took her hand and took her to visit her mother's alma mater

Ten years later, she returned to this place again, but it was already a different thing, the school had changed a lot, the atmosphere had also changed, and the previous Holy Sakura was not called Holy Sakura

With the scattered memories of his childhood, Gong Qinghan found this all the way - it was originally supposed to be pine and cypress, but now it is full of cherry blossoms

With a large area of cherry blossom trees, Gong Qinghan slowed down and looked at the scenery in front of him in a daze

The cherry blossoms are flying, the fallen flowers are colorful, and the large pieces of pink are dazzling, no wonder the "Songbai Academy" was renamed "Holy Sakura"

I took out a photograph from the innermost layer of the wallet, which was yellowed and stained with blood, and a third of it seemed to have been burned by fire

In the photo, an old man in a sixtieth birthday sits on a chair and holds a little girl carved in pink in his arms.

Behind them stood a pair of young men and women, the men were handsome and handsome, and their eyebrows were somewhat similar to Gong Qinghan

A beautiful young woman next to her held the man's hand, and the young woman was seven or eight points similar to Gong Qinghan, but the young woman in the photo looked more charming

This family photo is so warm that people envy, but this happiness is burned to pieces

Gong Qinghan looked at the photo in his hand, and memories came like a tide-

A beautiful young woman took the little girl's hand and walked in the former pine and cypress and now the Holy Sakura Academy, and introduced to the little girl beside her along the way:

"Qing'er, look, Daddy and Mommy used to study in this school building," the young woman pointed to a school building and said to the little girl

The little girl tilted her little head and said in a milky voice: "Then when Qing'er grows up, she will come here to go to school, in the classroom where Daddy and Mommy sitted."

The young woman touched the little girl's head, and looked doting: "Okay, Mommy's Qing'er can go to school wherever she wants, go, Mommy will take you to a beautiful place"

——A large number of pine and cypress, lush and green, makes people feel good in an instant:

"Qing'er, do you see if it's beautiful here?"

"Well, Mommy, it's so beautiful here."

"When I used to go to school, Daddy and Mommy liked it the most, and we would come here to read every time we finished eating."

"Mommy, this is a pine and cypress, isn't it, the same as the one that grandpa planted in the backyard?"

"Yes, Daddy, Mommy, and Grandpa like pines and cypresses the most"

"Qing'er likes it too"! The little girl squinted and smiled

Picture transformation - halfway up the mountainside, there is a beautiful manor, like a paradise

In the manor, in a beautiful yard, a handsome man held a little girl:

"Qing'er, tomorrow is your eighth birthday, tell your father, what gift do you want?"

The little girl thought for a while: "En~ Tomorrow I want Daddy, Mommy and Grandpa to take a lot of photos together, Qing'er wants to paste all the rooms"

"That's it"?

"Well, it's okay~"

"Okay, shoot early tomorrow morning, remember to dress pretty" The man scratched the little girl's nose and looked spoiled

The little girl in her arms smiled like the sunshine in spring

The next day, the little girl was very happy with the freshly washed photos!

"Qing'er, stop playing, go change clothes with the nurse, there will be a lot of people coming to celebrate your birthday in a while!"

"Oh okay, Mommy"

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Fire, blood, killing, screams filled the manor, and the flames were burning halfway up the mountainside

In the manor, the figures of people fleeing in all directions, the bright blades, the muzzles of the black holes, and the corpses everywhere

The sound of fighting, shouting, wailing, rivers of blood, and the strong smell of blood made people smell sick

A man hugged a little girl whoow and yelled: "Mommy...... I want mommy...... Herb, you let go of me, let me go, I want Mommy......"

The little girl was crying breathlessly, holding the photo of the fire in her hand, looking at the young woman lying in a pool of blood, struggling to rush forward

"Miss, you can't go, the young master told me that I must take you out safely" As soon as Herb's voice fell, he heard a voice sound:

"None of them are left"!

Herb covered the little girl's mouth and turned to run