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    Some people say that the fall of life may be as random as a book slipping from your hand after falling asleep.

    Because Xia Wancheng never reads before going to bed, she has no such understanding.

    She just felt the pain of her stuck foot being broken under the full rescue efforts of the lifeguards.  It was also because of such severe pain that she was rescued from the water while she was conscious.

    She was dragged into the lifeboat like a dead fish and then thrown to the shore like a dead fish.  Then her spaceship flipped her over like a dead fish and hammered her in the chest.

    The salty seawater choked out from her mouth, and some fell on Micheal's face, mixing with the rain, sweat and tears.

    Xia Wancheng said: "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"

    "I don't."

    "I'm going to die and you still don't cry. You have no conscience."

    Micheal bent down to hug her, as if he had lost all his strength, he put the entire weight of his body on her.

    Xia Wancheng groaned and tried her best to breathe. After thinking for a while, she said: "You are finished."

    "Why?"

    "You sacrificed your life to save me like this, and I'm ready to give you my life. How about it? Are you afraid?"

    After saying these words, Xia Wancheng could clearly feel that her body was stiff.  Xia Wancheng also curled up and couldn't wait for a long time for an answer, so she nervously punched his back and asked with a smile: "Are you scared?"

    The head next to her ear shook.

    "Not afraid."

    Xia Wancheng pursed her lips to let the tears fall. She tried her best to suppress the trembling from her lips and tongue, and said: "Thenit's better to choose a different day than to hit it. Today is not a bad day."

    There was a sneer in my ears: "Is your day not bad today?"

    ¡°It may be that the almanac says that today is not a good day to travelbut it certainly doesn¡¯t say that it is not a good day for weddings and funerals.¡±

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    At night, it began to snow quietly in Baihai.  Unlike previous first snowfalls that had a dreamy and romantic feel, this year's first snowfall in Bohai was a disgusting combination of ice rain and snow.

    This kind of weather is really outrageous. No one wants to go out in this weather. Except for the migrant workers who have no choice but to leave, there are only the guests who have agreed to attend Xia Wancheng's funeral today.

    At eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the sky in Bohai was still dark and gloomy, and a rumble of three or four trucks loaded with all kinds of incense, paper and firewood passed majestically on the road.  Passersby accidentally stopped to take a look, and then discussed quietly, knowing that today was the day when Xia Wancheng was buried.

    Like the wedding of the century that attracted tens of millions of people¡¯s attention, Lei Xia Wancheng¡¯s funeral was equally grand and luxurious.

    It is said that her husband, now the president of Lanrun International, bought the Weilan Cliff Viewpoint in Bohai and turned it into Xia Wancheng¡¯s private cemetery.

    Weilan Cliff, Baihai is a scenic spot that is neither big nor small.  Because the cliff is high, with the blue sky above and the sea below, the scenery has always been pretty good.  But it has never been an important recommended attraction for the tourist city of Baihai. The reason is that the weather here is really bad. Even on a calm day with clear skies, strong winds are still blowing wildly on the cliff.

    It is now raining and snowing again. Among the guests attending the funeral, the thinner women need to support each other to withstand the strong wind.

    At this moment, the sadness and resentment in their hearts may be stronger than that of the family members of the deceased.

    With my back to the cliff, the tombstone with the inscription "Leixia Wancheng" stands in front of the cliff.  Under the instructions of the master, Lei Kong personally placed Xia Wancheng's ashes in the urn, and at the same time sprinkled three handfuls of soil on it, announcing the completion of the ceremony.

    Then, Lei Kong stood on the side of the tombstone, accepting flowers and condolences from today's guests as the family of the deceased.

    Fu Fang just watched, and every flower that fell in front of Xia Wancheng's tombstone would be swept away by the strong wind, and then blown to pieces.  For a time, the petals that were rolled into pieces fell together with the rain and snow.

    She walked up to Lei Kong, held Lei Kong's hand, gently scratched his palm with her fingers, and said with great sincerity: "My condolences."

    Lei Kongwu lowered his eyes and looked at the ground. He did not respond to her hint or say any unnecessary words. He only nodded lightly, pretending to be a widower in grief.

    If Fu Fang hadn¡¯t personally participated in Lei Kong¡¯s night-and-night revelry during this period, she would have really thought that Lei Kong was deeply in love with Xia Wancheng.

    What a big joke.

    After the ceremony, the guests all left the cliff one by one,As soon as the visible wooden planks fixed it, they rushed to rescue other injured people.

    Xia Wancheng sat alone on the shore, watching the lifeguards continue to go out to sea to save people in lifeboats.  Previously, the lifeboat could bring back some living people, but later, it began to bring back several corpses.

    They dragged the corpses to the shore one by one and placed them dozens of meters in front of Xia Wancheng. They died in a miserable state.

    Gradually, the lifeboats that went out to sea became corpse boats. Every time they went out, they could bring back a boatload of corpses.

    This was a scene that was unbearable to watch, forcing Xia Wancheng to drag a stump of her leg and stumble into the crowd to look for Micheal.

    A warehouse on the shore opened its door to provide a temporary rest area for survivors. The light inside was dim and people were sitting everywhere on the ground.  At this moment, some people fell into sleep, some were sobbing, some were loudly looking for their family and companions, and some were in a daze.

    It has been more than six hours since the pier collapsed. It can be said that the people who survived the accident are all concentrated here.

    It¡¯s extremely sad.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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