RPAGF Chapter 159 A lonely grave
Chapter 159 A lonely grave
"Aunt Yuxiang, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"
The girl said this through gritted teeth, her heart filled with grief and a determination to take revenge on Ning Yuanbu.
After saying that, the girl Daiyan gently covered Aunt Yuxiang with the white cloth again, then turned around and walked out of the room silently.
Her steps were heavy, each one carrying deep sadness and anger.
When she got outside the cabin, the girl looked around and finally found a tattered cart.
She struggled to push the cart to the small door at the back of Yuchi Mansion. This door was rarely used, but it was her only way to leave.
Returning to the room again, the girl walked to the straw mat and slowly squatted down.
She carefully wrapped Aunt Yuxiang's body tightly with white cloth, fearing that there would be any leakage.
Then, she gently picked up the body wrapped in white cloth, carefully.
The girl's movements were light and gentle, as if she was afraid of startling the person in her arms, even though she knew that the person in her arms was no longer alive.
However, when she picked up Aunt Yuxiang, she suddenly froze.
She found that the body in her hands was unusually light, completely different from what she remembered.
Her eyes instantly became moist and she couldn't help but let the tears flow down.
She never imagined that the owner of the hands that once seemed big enough to hold hers would be so thin when she held them.
The girl took a deep breath, held back her tears, and continued to hug Aunt Yuxiang tightly.
Her steps were firm and powerful as she walked towards the small gate behind Yuchi Mansion.
She knew that this might be the last time she would be with her aunt, but she would always remember her aunt's teachings and love.
No matter what hardships lie ahead, she will move forward without hesitation to seek justice for her aunt.
The girl held the person in her arms, her eyes cold but with a hint of sadness.
She placed her on the cart carefully, as if she were a precious treasure.
The girl Dai Yan slowly pushed the cart and walked up the mountain step by step.
As she moved forward, the scenery around her changed rapidly, as if time was passing faster.
The picture transforms and changes.
Trees, flowers, plants and rocks flashed past my eyes, forming a blurry background.
Finally, the girl found a sparsely populated forest.
She stopped, looked around, and after making sure there was no one else here, she started digging the hole.
She picked up the shovel that had been placed on the cart and dug the soil hard with the shovel. Sweat soaked her forehead, but she did not stop at all.
After some effort, a huge pit appeared in front of us.
The girl gently placed the person in her arms into the pit, her eyes filled with numbness.
She stared quietly at Aunt Yuxiang who was covered by the white cloth, as if she was thinking about what she looked like, and then wanted to engrave her appearance deeply in her mind.
She then picked up a wooden plaque carved from wood with some words on it.
She stuck the wooden sign at the edge of the pit as a final commemoration of her.
The entire pit was covered with a white cloth.
Then she scooped up a handful of soil and scattered it in the pit.
Shovelful of soil was thrown up and fell to the ground with a dull sound.
As time passed, the body wrapped in white cloth was gradually buried and eventually disappeared from the girl's sight.
On the hillside of an unnamed mountain, there is a newly dug pit.
Next to the pit stood a simple wooden sign with the words "Yuxiang's Tomb" engraved on it.
And the white cloth was quietly covering the grave.
In this way, a solitary grave was formed.
Although the whole scene appears very simple, it contains endless reluctance and sadness.
For this young girl, this was the limit of what she could do.
She couldn't afford a grand funeral, nor could she give Aunt Yuxiang more respect.
But in this silent forest, she expressed her deepest respect to Aunt Yuxiang in her own way.
The girl sat silently in front of Aunt Yuxiang's grave, staring at the wooden tombstone motionlessly.
Her thoughts drifted back to the past, recalling every moment she spent with Aunt Yuxiang.
Those beautiful memories flooded into her heart like a tide, making her burst into tears.
Time passed minute by minute, the sun gradually set and night fell.
A bright moon rose in the sky, illuminating the entire forest.
However, the girl still sat there, unwilling to leave.
She seemed to want to place all her thoughts on this small lonely grave, hoping that Aunt Yuxiang could feel her feelings.
The girl's eyes were empty. She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't express her feelings and there was no one to talk to.
"Maybe Aunt Yuxiang died because of me."
"I can't let Aunt Yuxiang leave like this."
"Ning Yuanbu is the one who deserves to die..."
"..."
"..."
The girl's voice grew fainter, as if it were drowned out by the sound of the wind and birdsong. Especially in this desolate yet vibrant forest.
Not long after, the girl fell into a deep sleep in front of the lonely grave, with tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes.
She was too tired, not only physically exhausted, but also mentally overwhelmed.
The girl slept soundly, as if she had entered a world without pain.
At this moment, Shu Wanwan clenched her fists and looked at the girl sleeping in front of the grave, feeling very sad.
A feeling of powerlessness spread, making her feel extremely heavy.
She never thought that in other people's memories, she could not do anything to change it.
This feeling of powerlessness made her deeply realize the ruthlessness of time.
She had helped many people and successfully changed many things, but faced with the scene before her, she was powerless.
Just like when she witnessed Shu Jian's death, she could only watch helplessly, feeling powerless.
She could do nothing because the past had become a memory and no matter how hard she tried, she could not change it.
Shu Wanwan turned her head silently and looked at Dai Yan deeply.
Dai Yan understood the meaning in her eyes, but she just smiled slightly, with a calm smile.
Dai Yan had experienced too much hardship in the past. Her mother died early, her father was mean and ruthless, her sisters were forced to separate, and even the only person in the mansion who gave her warmth had left.
But at this moment, Shu Wanwan probably couldn't imagine what Dai Yan was thinking.
Now she is no longer alone, because she has Shu Wanwan, Xiaobai and Ye Linfeng, whom she meets again after thousands of years.
At this moment, Dai Yan may only feel relieved.
She also knew that Shu Wanwan was heartbroken, so she tried her best to keep her expression. Looking back, everything would be reconciled in the end. Even if there was no reconciliation, it probably didn't matter.
Because the beauty of the present moment illuminates the darkness of the past.
Thinking of this, Dai Yan's smile became more genuine.
That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, gentle but not dazzling.
She seemed to have let go of the sadness of the past and was ready to embrace a new life.
Even deep in her heart, there was still a trace of sadness, like a seed buried deep in the ground, waiting for the opportunity to break out of the soil.
Dai Yan didn't say anything, just smiled and waved.
Her movements were light and her sleeves fluttered in the wind, like the wings of a dancing butterfly.
Her eyes are so tender that people can't help but be moved.
As she waved her hand, the surrounding scenery began to change, and finally froze into a beautiful picture.
The next morning, sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves onto the ground, creating patches of mottled light and shadow.
The entire ground was shrouded in golden light, appearing exceptionally peaceful and tranquil.
Inside Yuchi's residence, there was even more silence, with only the occasional bird song breaking the tranquility.
Shu Wanwan followed Dai Yan silently and watched her complete all this.
There was a glimmer in her eyes, and her heart was filled with heartache for Dai Yan.
She secretly prayed for Dai Yan in her heart, hoping that she could get out of the haze.
In an antique boudoir, on an exquisite bed, a beautiful girl suddenly woke up from her sleep and sat up abruptly.
Her forehead was covered with cold sweat, her eyes revealed fear and anxiety, and she looked extremely embarrassed.
"This is where?"
The girl looked around and felt that the surrounding environment was a little unfamiliar, and a sense of fear surged in her heart.
She tried hard to recall, but the memories in her mind were vague, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.
She rubbed her eyes, trying to see everything around her clearly.