The Blood Hourglass

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Later, I actually fell asleep crying, my heart is tired! When I woke up, Hong Wu stood by the bed, and when I opened my eyes, he smiled gently, "Wake up? Is it better?"

"I'm fine." I sat up from the bed.

"It's okay and I keep calling his name. I'm tired of hearing it. If you don't wake up, I will hide in the next room." He brought me a clean dress, "Change it! Get ready to participate in the real Funeral."

"Funeral?" I suddenly came to my senses, "Xiaoya?"

"Yeah! You haven't forgotten it?" Hong Wu turned her head, looking at me in surprise with her silver eyes.

"No... No." I just hope it is a nightmare, one that I can not accept when I wake up.

"Then hurry up! Xiaoyu and the others plan to bury Xiaoya right away, but the location seems to have not been found yet." Hong Wu said as he walked out of the room and closed the door.

I was holding the pure black new clothes, and there was something hot in my eyes, there was always something spinning there.

After watching for a while, I slowly put them on, from head to toe, and the long black cloak. I don't know where Hong Wu got it. When I walked out of the room in black, Hong Wu stood at the door, and when he saw me coming out, she silently led me into the living room, where the coffin was parked, Xiaoya was lying in it at this time.

"Jing'er, are you okay?" Xiaoyu and the others were all standing in the hall. When they saw me coming in, Xiaoyu walked up and said with concern.

I shook my head and walked to the familiar coffin, but it looked so unfamiliar with Xiaoya, and it was so difficult to move every inch of it. When the time passed by one minute and one second, the distance that was originally not very long would approach by an inch and a half.

Finally I stood in front of her.

"I think you still want to see her for the last time, so wait until you wake up and then seal the coffin." Marina with white fake flowers on her body, standing by the coffin.

"Thank you!" I looked down at Xiaoya in the coffin. Her bloodless complexion was so pale, but her face kept the smile she had before death. It should be a good thing for her to choose this distance!

"Goodbye!" Finally, I personally covered the coffin lid, "Xiaoyu, how do you plan to carry out this funeral?"

"I want to make her a quiet place to bury her, but it's nearby..."

"Quiet? It should be quiet there!"

"There?"

"Pick it up and follow me!" Before I could speak, Hong Wu stood up, so our group walked out of the small broken house, Hong Wu and I walked in front, Xiaoyu and Xu Qing carrying the black coffin , And Marina followed us with an umbrella, because it was raining outside at this time, not too big, but pattering.

It was already night, and the neighbors all around saw our funeral, but none of them came up to say hello.

We walked slowly, through the city, into the outskirts, across the flat ground, across the hills, and across the foggy woods. In these places where no one has stepped, we walked slowly, step by step, with Xiaoya, who was asleep, went to find a place where she could truly sleep.

Hong Wu carried two shovels and walked slowly like a normal human.

Xiaoyu's face was sad, but he was very calm. Maybe he had known this result a long time ago.

Xu Qing was always so cold, unable to see what he was thinking.

Marina followed with tears at the end. She, who had been with Xiaoyu and the others for a period of time, knew the entanglement between people and ghosts, but was not afraid of Xiaoyu and the others, and did her best to take care of Xiaoya before.

but me. . . With a body of undead blood, I attended two funerals a day, and with the pain in my heart, I sent away people I once knew each other. Every step I took, my heart twitched, and the pain made me unable to speak.

I don't know how long I walked, I only know that it was a long, long time, and finally came to the front of the school. The school that has been completely destroyed by fire can no longer be seen as a school.

"It's here." Hong Wu walked into the ruins first.

"Here?" Xiaoyu was a little surprised, his face a little distorted.

"Have you been here?" Xu Qingshun asked.

"I have been here twice." Xiaoyu and the others walked inward with Hong Wu. They thought it was not good to bury Xiao Ya at the door if they wanted to come.

"why?"

"Come and find Jing'er."

"Oh!" Xu Qing and Xiaoyu walked into the inner courtyard as they spoke, and came to the door of the night department, which was the scene of the massacre. Although the ground had been burned beyond recognition, the corpse was left behind after cremation. The smell is extremely unpleasant and some of the burnt body is amazing.

"Here..." Xiaoyu and Xu Qing were shocked.

"Destroyed." I just answered calmly, and then led them forward, where Enya was. There used to be a beautiful landlord, white roses everywhere, and green ground. Whether it was at night or during the day, it was so clean, as if it were a clean land that was not polluted, so Hong Wu and I let It was preserved without destroying it with fire.

"This is..." Xiaoyu stared at the grave in front of him.

"Another Xiaoya." I stepped forward and squatted in front of the grave, talking to it, "Xiaoya, you must be lonely alone! Today I brought you a sister, will you rest here together? ?"

"Quiet you..." Xiaoyu stepped forward to comfort me, but couldn't find a word. After all, he didn't know much about me and Xiaoya.

"I'm fine! You dig it! The sky is about to dawn."

At my urging, Xiaoyu and Xu Qing took the shovel in Hong Wu's hand, dug a hole next to the original tomb, and put down Xiaoya's coffin.

"Wait!" Just as they were about to bury the soil, Hong Wu stopped.

"Mr. Hongwu, what else do you have?" Marina asked with teary eyes.

"It's nothing, I just want to send her a little blessing." As he said, Hong Wu spread out her wings fiercely, pulled a white feather from the wings, put it on top of Xiaoya's coffin, and put her hands across her body. Close your eyes, "If the angel’s feathers can really fulfill a wish, then I hope you will have the next life, and spend carefree in the new life, with the most beautiful appearance, the most kind heart, the most gentle Words, the most loyal friend, the closest relative, the happiest life."

Then I stepped forward and sprinkled the first soil, "Good journey!"

Xiaoyu and the others also stepped forward, "Xiaoya! You will always be my cutest sister. If there is an afterlife, then you must be my sister."

"Xiaoya! Brother Xu Qing rarely speaks, but you have always been my good sister. Goodbye."

And Marina on the side was already crying, she just covered her face and kept sobbing.

In the end, everyone buried her in the soil silently and let her sleep.

In the end, I gave them a bunch of white roses that I picked from the side. They are the same, pure and kind. They have never hurt anyone. Although I don’t believe in God or angels, but now I want to believe in red. Wu, I believe that the wish of the Angel Feather of the Red Dance will be fulfilled. Maybe this is just a way of self-comfort to relieve the pain, but I really hope so now.

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