Jilin Si's anger has not yet subsided. His adult's hair is black. These days, the young man's hair has turned white. How can such a change be achieved by a person without affection? The adult's tears flow into his stomach.
The official Zhao regarded Miss Han and Zhao as their lifeblood. Why didn’t he regard her as a heart-to-heart?
According to Jilin's thoughts, he would rather go crazy than Han Yi, who was sober and endured the pain of separation from life and death, and was cut by a blunt knife every day, and he was inch by a sudden death.
Han Yi ignored the storm inside and outside the stove
Yuan Wanran is gone, the world's hustle and bustle has lost its meaning to him
Han Yi picked up the bowl and took a sip of the grape juice. The unripe grapes are much more sour than sweet and sour, and are also mixed with wood ash and its alkaline smell.
After the fire, he found that the grape slurry was discovered late. Even if the slurry was frozen later, it would inevitably be a little rancid.
However, Han Yi put the slurry in his mouth, which was thousands of times more precious than eating the nectar of Yaochi. He was reluctant to swallow it.
Because there will never be any more
Xiao Awan, who is thinking about making him a beet, is no longer here
When he temporarily finished the funeral affairs at hand, he had time to go to the kitchen and immediately understood what Yuan Wanran was doing in the last period of his life.
She's doing it for him.
His little Awan cherishes supplies, sews clothes, shoes and feet, cuts them with sizes, and tries them as much as possible without wasting the thread.
Such a person is willing to buy spices for him that are not cheap, and he has to cook beets that make it easy for him to taste.
In fact, when Yuan Wanran asked him about other methods in photography, he guessed that she would cook for him, but he did not stop him.
He wants to eat what she made of.
He lost his home and thought he could never eat the photos made by his family. Therefore, after he had a new home, he wanted to eat beets with old home and beautiful memories from his new family.
But he was born, as if he was destined to lose again and again
But a few days ago, Yuan Wanran was still in his arms, her beautiful little face closed her eyes lightly, and begged: Hold it for a while and teach him that he is so soft that he doesn't know what to do.
I didn't expect that in just a few days...
Han Yi suddenly felt heartbroken, he couldn't breathe, and he felt dizzy
He staggered and sat down on the bench next to him. In a hurry, he glanced at the pottery pot on the table, for fear that the tabletop would shake, so he taught the pottery pot to pour out the juice.
Jilin Si rushed over to help someone
Sir... He called out
It doesn't matter. Han Yi cheered up and sat upright, cherished it and covered the pot with a high value.
The unfinished photography inside is Xiao Awan's last relics
Adult, Jilin Si's nose was so sad that he advised: Why don't you cry? Don't be stuck in your heart and hurt your body.
Han Yi was silent for a while and said: Wait a little longer, he was more like reminding himself that he should not be vented at the moment: Wait until Awan has finished his last journey
From then on, he will have his own life to cry for his little Awan
A silence in the stove
A new sound is made in front of the exterior wall of the stove
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Tian Ena stood in front of the outer wall of the room, took out her sweat towel and handed it to her side.
Jin Jinwang, who was standing beside Tian Ena, took the sweat towel to wipe his tears. The big and thick man, YīngYīng, sobbed: It's so miserable, my master's family is so miserable
Tian Ena thoughtful, then took a lotus step and turned around and left.
Jin Jinwang followed behind her butt and asked in a low voice: Miss Tian, where are you going? Didn’t you discuss it with your uncle?
Tian Ena walked into Yuan Wanran's dormitory without saying a word
Zhao Ye naturally stood in front of Yuan Wanran's coffin
On the day of the incident, he heard someone mention Yuan Wanran's name and was alert. Unless Han Yi spoke in the past or two, he would be like a sleepwalking person and would turn a blind eye to external events.
Tian Ena called Zhao Ye a few times, then slapped him a few times, and couldn't even scream, so she said softly to the corpse in the coffin: Sister-in-law, I'm sorry
After she said that, she turned Zhao Ye's head and face towards him
Zhao Ye finally managed to teach external forces to raise his head, and saw a slender hand waving towards his house's storefront.
Bang! Tian Ena slapped Zhao Ye's head tilted, and soon after he was under pressure on his fair cheek, red marks appeared
Jin Jinwang widened his bronze bell eyes at the door of the bedroom: Ah, Miss Tian!
He quickly rubbed his eyes. How could the gentle and kind-hearted girl Tian hit someone? It must be that she was dazzled.
He wanted to go into the room to find out what happened. Because his master Zhao Ye was worried that Yuan Wanran was shy and did not allow the foreign man to enter the bedroom to make her uncomfortable. He did not dare to do anything wrong, so he had to scratch his ears and fuck her in the door of the room.
Zhao Ye was beaten and suffered pain, frowned and looked at Tian Ena: What are you doing to hit someone? He looked back at Yuan Wanran and said: "Why do you want to wake up Wanwan with a gentle voice, carefully."
Tian Ena was afraid that there would be no big trouble, so she stomped her feet and said loudly: Brother Ono, Brother Han has an accident!
Zhao Ye's whole body was like a fire, and turned around and asked: What? A little divine light was condensed in his scattered eyes.
Tian Ena burst into tears as soon as she said that, and YīngYīng cried sadly: Brother Han suddenly fell down in the stove for some reason, his face turned blue and unconscious!
Zhao Ye was originally dull, but he slowly showed a different confusion than before when he heard this.
Originally, he seemed to be completely trapped in a dream, but now he gradually changed. He was as if the master was half dreaming and half awake, and his mind was hazy and unaware of the reason, but he still had some consciousness.
Finally he looked at Yuan Wanran, his expression was like a dream, tears burst out from his eyes and slid down his cheeks
Then he jumped up from the chair, rushed to the stove with a gust of wind, and shouted repeatedly: Big brother! Big brother!
When Han heard Zhao Ye shouting, he stood up with the table
Not long after, Zhao Ye ran to his eyes, and Han Yiqi said: Aye, you... He didn't finish his words, because he noticed that Zhao Ye's eyes were clear, and he couldn't help but look deeply to confirm.
Zhao Ye was sweating anxiously, pulled Han Yi to the bench and said: Brother, sit down and rest, don't rush to get up, I'll ask the doctor now
Ask a doctor? Han Yi was also anxious and asked: Aye, where are you feeling uncomfortable?
I'm fine, it's you that are uncomfortable, Ena said... This time, Zhao Ye didn't finish his words, he checked Han Yi's complexion. The other party's spirit was not as high as usual, but he didn't look like he had just fainted.
Zhao Ye woke up and Tian Ena was coaxing people. Nothing happened to his elder brother! It turned out that big thing happened, and that girl was like Wanwan, so she didn't cry.
Zhao Ye breathed a sigh of relief
He has been eating less for several days and is worried about Yuan Wanran's illness, unable to sleep, and his physical strength has been exhausted. He just misunderstood that something happened in Han was so nervous. He was relieved and immediately lost his strength and his legs became weak.
Han Yi and Jilin Si hurriedly helped him sit on the bench
Aye, what's wrong with you?
Zhao Ye lowered his head and kept silent, grasping Han Yi's arm firmly, like climbing a driftwood in the rapids, his chest undulating rapidly and began to tremble.
After a while, he lowered his head and choked: Big brother, Big brother, Wanwan... Wanwan...
After all, he couldn't say Yuan Wanran left. He was so sad that he could only cry loudly.
His stubbornness, his pride, his courage, his free and easy attitude towards the rise and fall of the world...
All the extraordinary things that his natural temperament, appearance and talent have given him, and what he can rely on, are not counted at this moment.
Before the life and death were bound by the vastness of life and death, he and all living beings could only stay humbly in the world, crying to mourn the heaviest loss in their lives, and there was nothing to do.
Han Yi hugged him and cried silently
Jilin Si is wiping tears
Tian Ena returned to the stove, shed a few tears and refused to cry again, but Jin Jinwang cried red.
The official Zhao regarded Miss Han and Zhao as their lifeblood. Why didn’t he regard her as a heart-to-heart?
According to Jilin's thoughts, he would rather go crazy than Han Yi, who was sober and endured the pain of separation from life and death, and was cut by a blunt knife every day, and he was inch by a sudden death.
Han Yi ignored the storm inside and outside the stove
Yuan Wanran is gone, the world's hustle and bustle has lost its meaning to him
Han Yi picked up the bowl and took a sip of the grape juice. The unripe grapes are much more sour than sweet and sour, and are also mixed with wood ash and its alkaline smell.
After the fire, he found that the grape slurry was discovered late. Even if the slurry was frozen later, it would inevitably be a little rancid.
However, Han Yi put the slurry in his mouth, which was thousands of times more precious than eating the nectar of Yaochi. He was reluctant to swallow it.
Because there will never be any more
Xiao Awan, who is thinking about making him a beet, is no longer here
When he temporarily finished the funeral affairs at hand, he had time to go to the kitchen and immediately understood what Yuan Wanran was doing in the last period of his life.
She's doing it for him.
His little Awan cherishes supplies, sews clothes, shoes and feet, cuts them with sizes, and tries them as much as possible without wasting the thread.
Such a person is willing to buy spices for him that are not cheap, and he has to cook beets that make it easy for him to taste.
In fact, when Yuan Wanran asked him about other methods in photography, he guessed that she would cook for him, but he did not stop him.
He wants to eat what she made of.
He lost his home and thought he could never eat the photos made by his family. Therefore, after he had a new home, he wanted to eat beets with old home and beautiful memories from his new family.
But he was born, as if he was destined to lose again and again
But a few days ago, Yuan Wanran was still in his arms, her beautiful little face closed her eyes lightly, and begged: Hold it for a while and teach him that he is so soft that he doesn't know what to do.
I didn't expect that in just a few days...
Han Yi suddenly felt heartbroken, he couldn't breathe, and he felt dizzy
He staggered and sat down on the bench next to him. In a hurry, he glanced at the pottery pot on the table, for fear that the tabletop would shake, so he taught the pottery pot to pour out the juice.
Jilin Si rushed over to help someone
Sir... He called out
It doesn't matter. Han Yi cheered up and sat upright, cherished it and covered the pot with a high value.
The unfinished photography inside is Xiao Awan's last relics
Adult, Jilin Si's nose was so sad that he advised: Why don't you cry? Don't be stuck in your heart and hurt your body.
Han Yi was silent for a while and said: Wait a little longer, he was more like reminding himself that he should not be vented at the moment: Wait until Awan has finished his last journey
From then on, he will have his own life to cry for his little Awan
A silence in the stove
A new sound is made in front of the exterior wall of the stove
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Tian Ena stood in front of the outer wall of the room, took out her sweat towel and handed it to her side.
Jin Jinwang, who was standing beside Tian Ena, took the sweat towel to wipe his tears. The big and thick man, YīngYīng, sobbed: It's so miserable, my master's family is so miserable
Tian Ena thoughtful, then took a lotus step and turned around and left.
Jin Jinwang followed behind her butt and asked in a low voice: Miss Tian, where are you going? Didn’t you discuss it with your uncle?
Tian Ena walked into Yuan Wanran's dormitory without saying a word
Zhao Ye naturally stood in front of Yuan Wanran's coffin
On the day of the incident, he heard someone mention Yuan Wanran's name and was alert. Unless Han Yi spoke in the past or two, he would be like a sleepwalking person and would turn a blind eye to external events.
Tian Ena called Zhao Ye a few times, then slapped him a few times, and couldn't even scream, so she said softly to the corpse in the coffin: Sister-in-law, I'm sorry
After she said that, she turned Zhao Ye's head and face towards him
Zhao Ye finally managed to teach external forces to raise his head, and saw a slender hand waving towards his house's storefront.
Bang! Tian Ena slapped Zhao Ye's head tilted, and soon after he was under pressure on his fair cheek, red marks appeared
Jin Jinwang widened his bronze bell eyes at the door of the bedroom: Ah, Miss Tian!
He quickly rubbed his eyes. How could the gentle and kind-hearted girl Tian hit someone? It must be that she was dazzled.
He wanted to go into the room to find out what happened. Because his master Zhao Ye was worried that Yuan Wanran was shy and did not allow the foreign man to enter the bedroom to make her uncomfortable. He did not dare to do anything wrong, so he had to scratch his ears and fuck her in the door of the room.
Zhao Ye was beaten and suffered pain, frowned and looked at Tian Ena: What are you doing to hit someone? He looked back at Yuan Wanran and said: "Why do you want to wake up Wanwan with a gentle voice, carefully."
Tian Ena was afraid that there would be no big trouble, so she stomped her feet and said loudly: Brother Ono, Brother Han has an accident!
Zhao Ye's whole body was like a fire, and turned around and asked: What? A little divine light was condensed in his scattered eyes.
Tian Ena burst into tears as soon as she said that, and YīngYīng cried sadly: Brother Han suddenly fell down in the stove for some reason, his face turned blue and unconscious!
Zhao Ye was originally dull, but he slowly showed a different confusion than before when he heard this.
Originally, he seemed to be completely trapped in a dream, but now he gradually changed. He was as if the master was half dreaming and half awake, and his mind was hazy and unaware of the reason, but he still had some consciousness.
Finally he looked at Yuan Wanran, his expression was like a dream, tears burst out from his eyes and slid down his cheeks
Then he jumped up from the chair, rushed to the stove with a gust of wind, and shouted repeatedly: Big brother! Big brother!
When Han heard Zhao Ye shouting, he stood up with the table
Not long after, Zhao Ye ran to his eyes, and Han Yiqi said: Aye, you... He didn't finish his words, because he noticed that Zhao Ye's eyes were clear, and he couldn't help but look deeply to confirm.
Zhao Ye was sweating anxiously, pulled Han Yi to the bench and said: Brother, sit down and rest, don't rush to get up, I'll ask the doctor now
Ask a doctor? Han Yi was also anxious and asked: Aye, where are you feeling uncomfortable?
I'm fine, it's you that are uncomfortable, Ena said... This time, Zhao Ye didn't finish his words, he checked Han Yi's complexion. The other party's spirit was not as high as usual, but he didn't look like he had just fainted.
Zhao Ye woke up and Tian Ena was coaxing people. Nothing happened to his elder brother! It turned out that big thing happened, and that girl was like Wanwan, so she didn't cry.
Zhao Ye breathed a sigh of relief
He has been eating less for several days and is worried about Yuan Wanran's illness, unable to sleep, and his physical strength has been exhausted. He just misunderstood that something happened in Han was so nervous. He was relieved and immediately lost his strength and his legs became weak.
Han Yi and Jilin Si hurriedly helped him sit on the bench
Aye, what's wrong with you?
Zhao Ye lowered his head and kept silent, grasping Han Yi's arm firmly, like climbing a driftwood in the rapids, his chest undulating rapidly and began to tremble.
After a while, he lowered his head and choked: Big brother, Big brother, Wanwan... Wanwan...
After all, he couldn't say Yuan Wanran left. He was so sad that he could only cry loudly.
His stubbornness, his pride, his courage, his free and easy attitude towards the rise and fall of the world...
All the extraordinary things that his natural temperament, appearance and talent have given him, and what he can rely on, are not counted at this moment.
Before the life and death were bound by the vastness of life and death, he and all living beings could only stay humbly in the world, crying to mourn the heaviest loss in their lives, and there was nothing to do.
Han Yi hugged him and cried silently
Jilin Si is wiping tears
Tian Ena returned to the stove, shed a few tears and refused to cry again, but Jin Jinwang cried red.
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