Chapter 995

"Daniel, thank you."

Feeling the temperature of Chen Fan's palm, Huang Hua with a smile, and then took a look at the backyard has been covered with a layer of blood, the voice of regret rings.

"It's a pity that I didn't fulfill my promise and planted more than 10000 flowers for you."

Say, yellow flower leaves.

"No

Chen Fan burst into tears, two lines of blood and tears flowed out of his eyes!

He did not understand why, from the beginning to the end, all the people related to him had to bear the sad ending, why he was the only one who could never get the real warmth and happiness!

Originally, chen fan thought that it was God's favor that he could live a life again, but now he realized that this is the biggest punishment for him!

"God, you listen to me. If you have any gratitude or resentment, just attack me, chen fan, and don't involve the people around me!"

"If you are visible, wait for me. One day, I will come to the deep of the sky and find you. I will knock you down on the ground and step on you who is in charge of life and death."

"I want to listen to your howl, look at your despair, I want to give you all imposed on me, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times to repay the past!"

"Click!"

Chen Fan's voice dropped, a dry sky thunder suddenly exploded, as if the sky in reply with him, showing his own dignity and disdain.

After all this, chen fan looks at the yellow flower in his arms again, bows his head and kisses him on his forehead.

It's just a pity that the yellow flower can't feel it.

In this backyard, chen fan buries Huanghua with his parents. Erhuang, who does not know when he will arrive, is sobbing for his master.

Chen fan just sat in the backyard, facing a bloody flower, staring at the lonely grave of yellow flower, speechless.

The night fell and the sun rose again.

One day and one night passed, and Chen Fan turned white all night.

Originally black long hair has disappeared, but with calm as snow, meticulous white hair!

Ten days later, chen fan is still sitting in the same place.

A month passed, three months, half a year, so quietly slip away.

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, the sun rises and the moon falls, and the tide rises and falls.

Chen Fan's eyes still did not blink, the body still did not move.

Thousands of flowers are blooming again, and the villagers' life in Dahe village has been restored to peace. However, there are always people who pay close attention to Chen Fan's direction in their spare time.

No one knows what Chen fan is thinking, and no one dares to disturb him in front of the mountain.

Everyone seems to be waiting, waiting for a moment to come.

One day, after a night of rain, chen fan found that the grave of yellow flowers, out of a small flower.

Flowers are yellow, thin and weak, as if the wind will be blown away.

It is the same as the yellow flower, its appearance is not good, light with amazing toughness, any wind and rain, but always maintain their own posture.

Chen fan is crazy. He seems to have seen the yellow flower who saved himself and depended on him.

All of a sudden, chen fan's fingers stretched out towards the front. In an instant, thousands of flowers suddenly grew in the backyard, colorful and competing.

One year after Huang Hua's death, chen fan finally fulfilled her long cherished wish and accomplished the sea of flowers.

And in the center of the sea of flowers, is a flickering yellow flower.

For the first time, chen fan appeared a trace of movement, only to see his two eyebrows wrinkled together, a drop of crystal tears sprinkled down, that is to commemorate his and the yellow flower bit by bit.

It's just a pity that she'll never see again.