Chapter 1373 People must always look forward

At night, Gu Nuoer seemed to hear the rain falling harder.

It was crackling, as exciting as a drum beat.

She turned over lazily, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and after a while her watery eyes opened a slit.

The little girl looked around the room sleepily.

It was probably after midnight that the hall was dark, and only the familiar furniture and furnishings could be seen, lying silently in place, casting a circle of dark shadows on the ground.

Gu Nuoer closed her eyes.

I thought maybe brother Siming had gone back, and at this time, my mother should be fast asleep in the main hall next door.

Heavy rain brings reassurance and a mysterious tranquility.

Just when Gu Nuoer was about to close her eyes completely and fall asleep.

She glanced around and saw a vague green figure of a girl sitting on the dressing table not far away.

Gu Nuoer quickly opened her watery eyes, raised her upper body and took a closer look.

However, this time there was nothing on the dresser.

She concentrated slightly and sensed her surroundings, but could not find any strange auras of gods and ghosts.

Could it be that it's really an illusion?

Gu Nuoer pressed her eyebrows and lay down again, her jet black hair suddenly covering the pillow.

It seemed that she was indeed tired and had made a mistake.

Thinking like this, not long after, the little girl's long eyelashes closed obediently, casting small dark shadows on her porcelain white skin.

After she fell asleep, the faint light emitted by the green jade comb on the dressing mirror gradually stopped.

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Summer rain also has a rapid rhythm, hitting the umbrella surface and making a crackling sound.

Ye Siming held an umbrella and stood with Gu Nuoer in a green forest.

Not far in front of them, Qin Song was covering Qin Ling's grave in the rain, covering it with the last handful of soil.

Rain fell down Qin Song's hair. Several days had passed since Qin Ling committed suicide, but he had not slept well for a long time.

Now his eyes were bloodshot, and the bottom of his eyes was black and blue.

He looked at the tombstone, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There is a legend in our family that on the third day after a person is buried, if a relative pours a handful of soil on it, the deceased will return in a dream at night."

"But I'm not a good brother, and I don't know if Aling is willing to see me again."

Gu Nuoer couldn't bear it, and sighed with pink lips: "Brother Qin, you have tried your best. Qin Ling made her own choice. If she knew better, she wouldn't want to see you haggard like this."

Qin Song was holding the tombstone, his face covered with rain. It was hard to tell whether it was tears, but it made him look even thinner.

Ye Siming looked at him coldly, with dark eyes like ink, and he said lightly: "Qin Song, are you still going back to the barracks?"

"Wei Liangjue's case of stealing his waistband and framing it has been thoroughly investigated. The emperor has given instructions that you can return to the team at any time."

Qin Song stood up holding on to the tombstone. He looked at the green forest washed by the rain, and murmured sadly: "I have returned to the team, can my sister come back?"

Ye Siming's tone was full of calmness, and also had a clear and inspiring tone.

"No." He answered bluntly: "But if you follow me and work hard, you will be able to take care of your mother in the future, so that Qin Ling's tragedy will not happen again."

Qin Song was shocked.

Gu Nuo'er admired Ye Siming's unique insights, and she spoke softly: "Brother Qin, you always have to look forward. Your days are still long."

Qin Song was silent for a long time after hearing this. After a while, he turned around, his eyes red and filled with gratitude.

He bent his knees and knelt down heavily towards Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer.
Chapter completed!