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Chapter 104: A Thunderbolt from the Blue Sky

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    In January, Wenming took the civil service exam in Shenzhen and passed it smoothly. He also faced the interview a few days later calmly. He felt that he performed well. Not long after, he received the admission  notify.

    At this time, Wen Wenming's promise to Shu Ying had expired, so he dialed Shu Ying's cell phone excitedly¡ª¡ªsorry, the number you dialed is empty, please check it before dialing again!  The excitement of civilization is like falling from a three-story building to the floor.  Turning around, she wondered if Shu Ying was determined not to let herself have any chance to find her in the past six months, so she deliberately turned off her phone.  Thinking of this, Wen Wen felt a lot better in his heart. No matter what, he would be able to go home in a few days, and it would be when he saw Shu Ying's real person again.

    On the day of the holiday, Wenming could no longer hide his eagerness to go home, and packed his luggage early, only to leave the next day.

    At nine o'clock, Civilization's cell phone rang, it was a stranger's number.

    "Hello?"

    ""

    "Hello?"

    "Is it civilization?"

    "Well, I am! Are you Zhou Jie?"

    "¡­¡­Um!"

    "It's really you?!" Wen Wenming didn't expect that Zhou Jie would take the initiative to call her, but her voice still didn't change, and Wen Wenming recognized it immediately.

    "Wing Wenming" Zhou Jie seemed to have something on her mind, and spoke in a heavy tone, "There is something that I can no longer hide from you Shu Ying, Shu Ying"

    Wen Wenming heard sobs in Zhou Jie's words, and his mind went blank.

    "Shuying, Shuyingsheshe diedis"

    Civilization's body staggered a few steps back and fell down.

    "Civilization, civilization" His phone fell aside.

    On the day we returned to Chengdu, it was raining lightly. Zhou Jie and Lu Jie came to meet Wenming at the airport. Lu Jie had just been released from prison yesterday. He ran up to hug Wenming, who lay on his shoulders and burst into tears.

    Shu Ying lay quietly in the cemetery in Chengdu.

    "Civilization, let me tell you four stories. First, a couple went to a restaurant to eat. The woman took the menu and ordered this and that as soon as she entered. The man stood up and slapped her, saying: 'What the hell  You pay or I pay?!'; the second story, when the man came home, the woman brought out the soup for him to drink, and while drinking, the man said that the taste was not right here, not good there, and he should add more  , what less, the woman stood up and gave him a slap, and said: 'Is it you who cooks or I cooks?!'; the fourth story"

    "Huh? I haven't talked about the third one yet!"

    "Are you telling the story, or am I telling the story?!" Shu Ying slapped Wen Wenming.

    "Shu Ying, get up quickly, get up and slap me again! I like to hear you tell me stories" Wen Wen lay in front of Shu Ying's grave, weeping uncontrollably.

    The sky is still raining, and crows fly overhead, bringing the poet Alden's libretto¡ª¡ª

    ? Stop all the clocks

    ? Cut all telephone lines

    Give the dog a bone

    Let it not be noisy

    Let the piano be quiet

    The drums are muffled

    Lead the coffin out

    Let the mourners in

    Let the planes circle in the sky and scream

    Let the square dove's neck

    Put on the funeral medallion

    Let the traffic cops wear black gloves

    She is my east, south, west and north

    Daily hard work

    Sunday's rest

    my noon

    My midnight, talk, sing

    I thought love could last forever

    I was wrong

    The stars are no longer needed

    The stars are going out

    Put away the moon

    Remove the sun

    wash off the ocean

    sweep away the trees

    ? From now on, good things will no longer

    Zhou Jie handed Wen Wenming a letter, which was entrusted to her by Shu Ying before her death.

    After reading the letter, Wenming carefully stuffed the letter into the envelope.  His tears started to flow down again.

    The next day, the rain stopped, and the sun came out lazily after nine o'clock. Wen Wenming arrived in Emei alone, and he first stayed at the foot of the mountain.  At night, the moon came out of the curtain shyly, hanging in the sky, and seemed to be hanging in the valley. A misty mist, both true and false, rose up. Civilization put it into a bag and fastened it firmly.  This bag was left by Shu Ying.  night,??I had a dream, dreaming that I was dancing with Shu Ying in the moon palace, with Chang'e playing the music and Wu Gang pouring wine.

    The next morning, he went to Emei. Emei was unusually quiet in winter. While resting in the valley, a monkey jumped down from the tree and shook off a few dead leaves. Two of them fell into the valley just in time.  The wind falls, like two butterflies dancing.

    "Ying, do you remember? I promised to carry you to Emei!" Wenming held the jade around his neck.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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