Lin Nuo was reborn.
Reborn three years ago, when everything just started.
She didn't know whether she was sad or happy.
Sad that the endless bustling streets still feel desolate, but happy to wake up from the memory of the past life, it seems like a nightmare.
In fact, she was very tired. In her memory, when the drunk driver's car arrived, she felt panic, fear, despair, and regret. However, it was too late. At this moment, she missed her parents and brothers so much, and wanted to go back to her childhood days... Until the last moment, she thought, that's it, it's not destined, so don't hate it, it's over.
After Lin Nuo was accidentally hit by a car and died, Shen Jixiao went crazy.
He couldn't see her.
I can only shut myself in the room, without food or drink, unable to hear all the sounds from the outside world. I hold Lin Nuo's photo of him during his lifetime and sit on the floor beside the bed, staring blankly, day and night, like a lifeless puppet...
Until three days later, in the early morning of Lin Nuo's funeral, uncle Lin Feng finally left in front of the tombstone. He quietly came to the tomb, still looking like a ghost, but at this time, the man had tears streaming down his face, his lips were trembling, and his fingers were trembling. He carefully touched the photo on the tombstone, as if he was afraid that her appearance would be diluted and he wanted to keep it in his mind.
After a while, the man knelt down, gently placed the prayer beads he had obtained many years ago in front of the tombstone, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Go ahead and protect her for me!"
Suddenly, the prayer beads broke, and the quiet sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, violent winds, lightning and thunder, and the man was hit by a blow and fell into darkness. When I opened my eyes again, it was three years ago.
