Chapter 24: Ten Years of Life and Death (14)

"Sister Ning, Sister Ning, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yan's voice suddenly came to her ears. When Ning Huanxin came to her senses, she found that she had taken off her shoes and went into the water.

The water was so cold that the chill that came up from the soles of Ning Huanxin's feet made her limbs chilly.

Suddenly, she had a feeling.

Although this is the memory world of ten years ago, if she died here, she would never be able to return...

"Come up."

At this time, Jiang Lixing on the shore suddenly stretched out his hand towards Ning Huanxin.

Ning Huanxin put her hand on his big hand, his hand was really warm.

Pulling Ning Huanxin to the shore, Jiang Lixing looked at her wet trouser legs and said, "Let's go back today. It's so cold, you will catch a cold."

Although the surroundings are still lush with flowers and plants, it cannot change the reality that it is already autumn.

Nothing can be changed.

Ning Huanxin turned back and gazed at the clear, cold river water——

What happened in this river? What do you want to tell me? The three of them quickly drove back to the town, and none of them mentioned what happened by the river.

Zhang Yan knew that Ning Huanxin didn’t bring any spare clothes, so she pulled her into her room.

This was the first time Ning Huanxin entered Zhang Yan's room. The little girl's room was tidy and clean, full of girlishness.

Seeing the wall covered with Qin Su's posters, Ning Huanxin finally came to her senses: "Yanzi, so you are a fan of Qin Su!"

"Yeah, yeah."

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Zhang Yan's face suddenly turned red: "Sister Ning, Qin Su... is he really okay?"

Seeing Zhang Yan staring with her big watery eyes and showing great concern, Ning Huanxin couldn't help but smile: "He's fine, he will probably be back tomorrow. But you, Yanzi, do you... like Qin Su?"

"No, no!"

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Zhang Yan immediately shook her head desperately: "Sister Ning, change your clothes quickly, I will help you find clothes!"

Zhang Yan walked to the side and opened the closet. While she was looking for clothes, Ning Huanxin had already taken off her pants. Her eyes fell on a certain place in the closet. Ning Huanxin frowned and her eyes immediately became serious.

She saw a burgundy sweater in Zhang Yan's closet. It looked like it was hand-knitted. The style was very unique and beautiful.

Of course, the most important thing is that this is a men's sweater! Aunt Zhang and Zhang Yan depend on each other for survival. I heard that Aunt Zhang's husband died of an acute illness ten years ago. That means there are only the two of them in this family, and no man!

So, who is this men's sweater for? "Sister Ning, you can wear this one. It should be long enough. I washed it before, so don't worry, it's very clean!"

At this time, Zhang Yan had already closed the closet and took out a pair of trousers for Ning Huanxin.

"Well, thank you Yanzi."

The smile on Ning Huanxin's face was a little forced——

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ten years later, Qin Su became a monk.

Ten years later, there was no such person as Zhang Yan in Zhangjia Town. Only the proprietress was left running the small hotel alone.

Although she didn't want to assume the worst, Ning Huanxin knew that sometimes the final truth is what we least want to see...

The day passed quickly. At night, Ning Huanxin lay in bed thinking about Zhang Yan and Qin Su. She fell asleep while thinking.

Ning Huanxin thought she would dream again, dream about the female ghost who was buried alive or everything in the river, but the night was very quiet and she slept until dawn.

(End of this chapter)