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Chapter 190
The fire that burned through half the sky has spread to the surrounding buildings, and the firefighters who heard the news are quickly preventing the fire from being put out, and at the same time, some people are trying to rescue the survivors.

Ye Yan's eyes were empty. He pulled a firefighter and murmured, "Please, save my sister..."

The other party just nodded hurriedly, and joined the rescue team in a blink of an eye.

The flames burned for a whole night. Ye Yan was always sitting in front of the residential building, surrounded by people coming and going, including some firefighters and medical staff, who had already surveyed the scene, and they wanted to figure out how the fire started.

And Ye Yan just looked at the burnt-out building, it was no longer inhabitable.He watched for a whole night, and many people were rescued by firefighters, but he never found that familiar beautiful face.

Ye Yan closed his eyes slightly, it was four years ago, and Ye Yan was not yet 20 years old.As the memories faded, he wished that that smart girl could find a way to escape, how he wished that she had just played a joke with Ye Yan, and that there would be a beautiful figure standing opposite the ruins, looking at Ye Yan from a distance, about to run over Embrace him.

Ye Yan's eyes were moist, and he murmured in a low voice, "Sister..."

But the slight words immediately dissipated with the wind, and no one knew it anymore.

He took a deep breath, and he still had to look forward in life. In fact, Ye Yan knew very well that this was not because he was hypocritical, but the feelings in his heart could not be erased with time, and that would be what he would keep moving forward. power.

"Clap!"

Ye Yan stood up and glanced at the ruins. After dozens of hours of travel, he came back from thousands of miles away. The mountains in his hometown are still green and the water is still running like that. There will be no homes to welcome him, and there will only be a pile of ruins .

Ye Yan's eyes were like rhinoceros fire, and Ye Yan's eyes were looking at the opposite side of the ruins. It was a figure in a black coat, with a scarf, and the brim of his hat was pressed down, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

He raised his head slightly, then quickly lowered his head, got into a taxi, and left.

Ye Yan frowned slightly, and he shook his head, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart. He took a last look at the ruins that had been lying quietly on the ground for many years, and maybe the next time he came back, he would never see them again.

Ye Yan didn't just want to take a look at the ruins. He got on Wuling Hongguang. Apart from the ruined residence, Ye Yan still owned a house in Tuocheng, which was a two-story small house built in the countryside. Lou, where Ye Yan used to live in high school.

He would come back to live here for a few days every year during Chinese New Year or small holidays, but in recent years, Ye Yan came back less frequently.

……

On the other side, in a taxi, a man dressed in black was sitting in the back seat, his age and face could not be seen clearly.

His eyes flickered, his head was slightly lowered, and he was caressing a jade ring in his hand, which looked of extraordinary origin.

The driver in front looked at the rearview mirror and said, "Hey, that place was demolished many years ago because of a fire. I heard that many people died there..."

The man in black raised his head slightly, his eyes suddenly changed, as if the doomsday picture flashed in his pupils, he nodded slightly.

The driver smiled: "Basically no one has visited this ruin since then, but don't tell me, a man comes here every year to have a look. It's the man just now. I took over his business before."

"yes……"

The man in black read a sentence in a low voice, holding the jade ring he was playing with in his hand: "After this time, it seems that I have to find something for you..."

"Take me back to the hotel."

"it is good."

……

After about 20 minutes of driving, Ye Yan stopped in front of a house built around the farmland. The small western-style building with white exterior bricks was Ye Yan's house. A sense of worldliness and independence.

Surrounded by a bamboo forest, a few mulberries are bare on the road, waiting to bloom in summer.

Ye Yan took out the key and opened the dust-covered door. The yard was already in a mess, and some naughty children would throw stones at it. In fact, Ye Yan was not welcomed here.

After all, Ye Yan was relatively young, and he was not a wealthy person. It was normal for his family to wither away. As for the land that should have been inherited, it had already been occupied by those so-called uncles.

Regarding these, Ye Yan never cared about them.It didn't happen before, and it doesn't happen now, because Ye Yan's vision is not what it used to be, how could he care about these rare fields, and he doesn't have time to take care of them, so where is the space?

In this world, the only thing worthy of Ye Yan's nostalgia is the traces of his past life here, which can give him a spiritual sustenance when he feels tired.

Ye Yan was a little bit embarrassed, although there was a building here, but Ye Yan's life was not very rich, but these are in the past, let's not talk about it.

Ye Yan took off his coat, he picked up the tools, and started tidying up the yard. Regardless of how people live in such a messy environment, the Spring Festival is approaching, and according to the customs, the house must be cleaned to avoid bad luck.

And it was getting late at this time, and the sun would set soon, so it was obviously impossible for one person to clean up such a big house.

But don't worry, Ye Yan has plenty of time, he only needs to tidy up one room today, and the rest can be done the next day.

Ye Yan smiled, maybe the house has long been a den for snakes and rats.

He loosened his muscles and bones, looked at the thick fallen leaves all over the ground, felt extremely at ease in his heart, and said to himself: "Let's start."

Although the house has not been lived in for a long time, it is still in a relatively closed state. There is not too much garbage in the yard. It took Ye Yan less than half an hour to clean it up.

Now he was about to clean the house, but there was a sudden noise outside the door. It was a dark-skinned old man in his 50s. Ye Yan knew him. He was in charge of the area, equivalent to a village chief.

He is honest and honest, and when Ye Yan's mother was still around, she also spoke very well of him.

This old man is called Wu Laosan, because he is the third eldest in his family, so he got his name, but he is not the biggest in heaven and the third in Laozi, he is a person who is willing to do practical things for the rural people seriously.

He looked at Ye Yan, smiled slightly, and opened his mouth to show his big teeth: "Hey, who did I think it was? It turns out that Xiaoyan is back."

Ye Yan stopped what he was doing, smiled politely at him, and said, "Hello, Mr. Wu."

Wu Laosan waved his hand, looked at Ye Yan, and said, "Tsk, yes, you look much more energetic than before. Why haven't you been back this year for a long time, I thought you wouldn't come back for the New Year."

"There were a lot of things in the first half of the year, and now they have finally stabilized." Ye Yan clapped his hands, looked around, and said with some embarrassment, "I came back late, and I didn't have time to clean it up, and there is no place for you when you come. sit."

Wu Laosan nodded and didn't care, and said, "It's okay. Speaking of it, we still feel sorry for you..."

Ye Yan shook his head: "It's nothing."

　Thank you Feng Xun for the reward, I've been so lazy lately... I'm really a little embarrassed

　　
　
(End of this chapter)