"He, he seems to have a shadow."
The two men mustered up their courage and came forward tremblingly.
Yu Huan held back her tears and called out to him, "Sheng Mingfu, you said you wouldn't let me collect your body, so just stay in Rongcheng. Don't come looking for me. I'm timid and I'm scared."
Sheng Minglang also said in a trembling voice: "Brother, brother, do you miss me? If you miss me, just tell me in your dream. I will burn anything you want... Look, look, that's the wreath we bought for you..."
It was getting more and more outrageous, and Sheng Mingfu walked over unable to bear it any longer.
However, when he moved, the other two panicked.
There was melted snow on the ground, and Yu Huan was about to fall to the ground if he didn't step firmly.
Sheng Mingfu's eyes fixed on her, and he quickly supported her.
Yu Huan was startled and confused, then she came to her senses and looked at him deeply, choking with sobs, "You are still so kind. Even after turning into a ghost, you still knew how to save me."
Sheng Minglang's eyes were filled with tears, and he was almost moved to tears by the everlasting love between his brother and sister-in-law.
Sheng Mingfu raised his hand and knocked Yu Huan on the forehead: "Wake up."
A talking...ghost.
Yu Huan opened his mouth wide, slowly felt the warmth from Sheng Mingfu's body, and blinked.
After a lot of trouble, Sheng Mingfu finally hugged Yu Huan tightly.
Sheng Minglang circled around him several times, making sure it was a real person, and then asked if everyone in the family was okay. Then he reacted: "Brother, are you here to take us back?"
After getting the answer, he jumped up and down and ran into the house to pack his things.
Yu Huan took Sheng Mingfu's hand and walked in. Sheng Mingfu glanced at it casually and saw a strange pile of dirt under the persimmon tree. He asked, "What is that?"
"Ah, that's, that's..." Yu Huan looked embarrassed.
As Sheng Mingfu approached, the words on the wooden board became clearer: "The tomb of my late husband Sheng Mingfu."
Oh……
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The front line is stable, the enemy is badly damaged and unable to counterattack, and it is now stable.
The spring light shines on everyone, and everything is in harmony. The streets are bustling again, shops have reopened, and everyone's face is filled with smiles. All the haze has dissipated.
Some people opened their doors to let the sunshine in and dispel the cold air of the winter; some people took out their quilts and mattresses and hung them out in the yard to dry.
The adjutant was driving the car, Lin He was sitting in the passenger seat, and Sheng Minglang was leaning against the window, watching the lively scene outside.
Sheng Mingfu and Yu Huan leaned against each other, holding hands and never letting go.
"I miss you so much." Yu Huan spoke first with a guilty conscience.
"I miss you so much that I feel like I'm dead." Sheng Mingfu said lightly.
Yu Huan was about to cry, her forehead resting on his shoulder, complaining: "I wrote you many letters, but you didn't reply... You don't know how anxious I was. Later, I heard that they bombed Rongcheng... I almost cried to death."
While Sheng Minglang wasn't looking back, she finished speaking and lightly kissed the corner of his lips.
Sheng Mingfu exhaled a breath of hot air, suppressed the strong surge of emotions, and kissed her cheek: "I miss you too."
I think about her when I eat, when I sleep, when I am hurt, and even regret it sometimes. It would be better to leave her here, even if we die, we will die together.
But I couldn't bear to let her go. I was afraid she would get hurt and cry out in pain, and I was afraid she wouldn't be able to sleep well because of the gunshots...
Fortunately, fortunately, I made it through.
I can see her again, and I have a lifetime to slowly get entangled with her.
The Stone Arch Bridge became lively again. The vendors wearing melon-shaped hats at the bridgehead started selling melon seeds and snacks again. Everything was so good.
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