Wen Ying and Qi Xiu are dead.
The body was smashed into a pool of blood and flesh, and it was impossible to tell which piece was Wen Ying's and which was Xiu Xiu's, as they were all mixed together.
"Boom--" A loud thunder exploded in the night sky, and then a heavy rain began to fall, with blood mixing with the rain.
Raindrops fell on Yuan Jiang's face, and her thick, curled eyelashes were stained with crystal raindrops. She was petite and fragile. Looking at the tragic scene in front of her, her eyes were bloodshot. She murmured, "Wen Ying, you are such an idiot."
Chen Quan held her in his arms. Her legs were weak and she was about to fall to the ground at any time. Fortunately, Chen Quan was holding her in his arms.
Qi Zhao burst into tears and knelt on the ground, facing a pool of deformed and broken bones interspersed with flesh and blood, and pale yellow brain matter all over the ground. As the rain washed over him, he covered his face and cried bitterly.
One is his father and the other is his relative.
He suddenly felt confused.
What about him?
What should he do next?
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Wen Ying's funeral was very simple, with only a few guests in attendance.
Yuan Jiang stood in front of the tombstone holding a bouquet of flowers, and Shen Quan stood behind her with an umbrella to protect her from the wind and rain.
The photo on the tombstone is one of the few photos of Wen Ying smiling. The shy and gentle girl has a childish face, a bright and innocent smile on her face, and her beautiful and sparkling fox eyes reflect a boy with a wanton smile.
Yuan Jiang placed Xian Ying in front of the tombstone and stared at the photo for a long time. The rain stopped after a long time. Looking at Wen Ying's smile in the photo, her nose felt sore. She always felt that Wen Ying was pitiful.
Poor thing, poor thing.
The wind brought by the cloudy day was cold, so cold that Yuan Jiang's scalp numbed.
"Jiang Jiang, are you okay?" Shen Quan pressed Yuan Jiang's shoulder with his warm palm, his eyes full of worry and caution.
Yuan Jiang raised her eyes to look at Shen Quan, clasped his hand, and interlocked her fingers with his: "I'm fine."
"Let's go back."
Looking at the girl's scarlet eyes, the boy raised his hand and gently wiped away the crystal clear tears that flowed from her eyes with his fingertips. He said softly, "Okay, let's go home."
After the funeral, night fell.
Xiao Zhao had just arrived in front of Wen Ying's tombstone, his face full of tiredness and exhaustion.
Even though they died together, Xiaozhao carefully sorted out the bodies of Wen Ying and Xiaoxiu, and he started cremating them.
He thought, even if she died, her mother would definitely not want to die with her father.
He moved his father's grave to the west of City A and south of his mother's.
She stood in the rain, leaning against the tombstone, not saying a word, just staying there quietly for a long time, until the rain stopped and daybreak came.
His family went bankrupt and even the house was auctioned off. He had nowhere to go and only felt at ease when he was with his mother.
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Half a month later, Xiao Zhao dropped out of school and disappeared in City A. Even though Yuan Jiang and Shen Quan sent people to look for him, they couldn't find any trace of him.
"Jiang Jiang, Xiaozhao is already an adult, he will be fine." Shen Quan comforted her. There have been too many changes in recent days. He was afraid that the little girl could not bear it, and his heart and eyes were full of worry.
Yuan Jiang flipped through the book without looking up: "I know."
"The college entrance examination is coming soon, brother. If you don't work hard, your grades will be too far behind mine and we will have to be in a long-distance relationship." The girl looked at him with her watery eyes and spoke slowly.
Shen Quan pursed his lips and snatched the book from Qian Yuanjiang's hand: "There will be no long-distance relationship."
He has been ranked first in the monthly exams for three consecutive years, the same number as Jiang Jiang.
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