Chapter 3355: Missed Hope (2) Ask for a monthly pass

Chu Luowei didn't know what Qiao Weiya was looking for. Although he was not the first time to come to this place, he didn't know the specific situation here.
Therefore, I could only look at Qiao Weiya and didn't know what she was looking for.
Qiao Weiya jumped up the high under the big tree and pushed all the snow down. The lower ground was the previous foundation, so it was higher than other places, forming a small high slope.
"What are you going to do?" Chu Luowei asked, not wanting to watch her move all the time, and he couldn't help anything.
After pushing snow away, Qiao Weiya looked at the wooden board under her feet, and then bent down and lifted up forcefully.
The almost earthy planks were lifted open, giving off a pungent, unpleasant smell.
Chu Luowei reached down and pulled Qiao Weiya down, looking at the smoky air over there.
"Cough ---" Qiao Weiya coughed hard, and she didn't look up until the taste slowly dissipated.
The dust dissipated, and the scene inside gradually emerged. It was a space like a tree hole, and inside it was a bone.
Chu Luowei: "..."
Qiao Weiya pushed Chu Luowei away and climbed up again. The people inside had died for at least ten years. No flesh and blood remained, only white bones remained.
Qiao Weiya stood there blankly, without moving for a long time, just staring inside.
She didn't want to admit that it was Grandpa, but this place was Grandpa's home.
Therefore, he wants to return the fallen leaves to their roots.
She waits for Grandpa to come back every year, and walks here every year, but she didn't expect that Grandpa had come back long ago, lying here, lying here safely.
Qiao Weiya's feet were soft and she knelt straight on the ground.
Chu Luowei did not expect that this was the case. Although everyone was thinking that the old Sapman was no longer there, but the body was not found, always making Qiao Weiya think there was still hope.
And now, even hope is gone.
Chu Luowei put her hands on her shoulders, and she didn't know how to persuade her. Now Qiao Weiya, there is a kind of sorrow that doesn't let others approach.
The moon was shining and the snowflakes continued to fall.
The biting cold wind made the person kneeling on the ground without any consciousness.
An expectation of more than a decade, at this moment, shattered her completely.
The old man who handed her over to her parents fifteen years ago, and the old man who she was looking forward to one day to come back to find her every year, just lying here so quietly and never calling her under the mountain Name, she will never run after the mountain with short legs.
["Little girl, it's dark to go home."
"Little girl, thunder, Mo stands under the tree."
"Little girl, go home with grandpa."
"Grandpa, why do we come here every year?"
"Because you were born here, your mother, it is here that brought you to this world."
"But there are no houses."
"The fallen leaves return to their roots, and no house is needed."]
Qiao Weiya knelt on the ground, holding the cold snow tightly in her hand, the snow melted, leaving an ice mark on the back of her hand.
Chu Luowei crouched beside her, holding her cold hand gently, "find a place for grandpa to rest."
"Here is Grandpa's home. He said that the fallen leaves should be rooted." Qiao Weiya whispered, her voice was dumb, with grievance, and hopeless after hope.