Su Qingge squatted in front of Ye Yang and wiped the corners of his eyes several times.

After a long time.

Su Qingge suddenly pulled Ye Yang's arm away, and then her body drilled into Ye Yang's arms. In the heavy rain, this girl who had always had a bad temper was quietly accompanying him.

This man has gone.

But life has to continue.

Su Qingge hugged in Ye Yang's arms without saying a word. She knew that it was useless to say anything now. She just wanted to lie with him like this and be hugged by him.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Su Qingge did not speak, and Ye Yang did not move at all.

It's already completely dawn.

Until the first ray of sunlight shone, the rain had stopped, but the yard was muddy.

It was not until this time that Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Su Qingge saw Ye Yang open his eyes at the first time and quickly showed his best-looking smile at him.

Ye Yang looked at Su Qingge, and Su Qingge was also looking at him.

At this time, Su Qingge slowly closed his eyes and kissed Ye Yang deeply on his lips.

She then smiled and stroked Ye Yang's face: "Ye Yang, do you know? My favorite thing is in your arms, because this is the warmest and safest place in the world. As long as you are there, I am not afraid of anything."

Listening to Su Qingge's words, Ye Yang was still stunned.

"She's gone." Ye Yang said softly as he looked at Han Xue's body.

"But they are still there..." Su Qingge said.

......

"Fourth Brother!"

"Fourth Brother!"

"Brother Ye Yang!"

As Su Qingge finished speaking, sweet voices sounded.

Ye Yang turned slightly, and the seven girls walked over. The oldest was twenty-three and the youngest was fifteen.

They are pretty, like angels.

He Xinrou, Ye Ling, Tang Ju, Ye Xiaobei, Zhang Xinyue, Zhang Zhuting, Ye Li.

They are all girls from the Ye family.

He Xinrou is the daughter of her aunt, Ye Ling and Ye Xiaobei are both the daughters of Ye Tianhai and Jiang Yun, Ye Li is Ye Qingtian's daughter, and Zhang Xinyue and Zhang Zhuting are the daughters of her second aunt.

Together, there were exactly seven of them, all of them Ye Yang's sisters.

The girls of the Ye family.

Zhang Xinyue is the oldest, twenty-three years old. She brought her sisters over and knelt down next to Han Xue's body. Several girls lowered their heads, feeling helpless and fearful to the future.

Ye Yang looked at them.

The fifteen-year-old Ye Xiaobei called out: "Fourth Brother!"

This call of fourth brother made Ye Yang's body tremble. Among the third generation of the Ye family, Ye Yang ranked fourth in terms of age.

The first is Ye Lingyin, the second is Ye Song, and the third is Ye Qingtian's son, who died in his early years.

Ye Xiaobei handed Ye Yang a towel, and the girl's eyes seemed to have a lot of expectations.

They are in their youth, perhaps they are yearning for a better life.

And now there is only one person who can give them this kind of life, that is Ye Yang.

"Fourth brother, can you come back? My sisters, my younger brothers and sisters will listen to you." Ye Xiaobei asked sweetly.

The seven girls all looked at Ye Yang quietly.

They look forward to Ye Yang standing up.

They are even more looking forward to the continued life of the Ye family.

Especially Ye Xiaobei!

Seeing the expectant eyes of the girls of the Ye family, they looked at their desire for the future.

Su Qingge squeezed out a smile to Ye Yang and nodded to Ye Yang.

Finally, under their expectations, Ye Yang slowly stood up from the ground.

He was seriously injured and could only stand on the ground with his hips tilted and held his body tilted.

Although he stood up, he stood up.

Seeing Ye Yang get up, the girls covered their mouths and their faces were full of tears.

Ye Yang took the towel handed over by Ye Xiaobei and whispered: "I'll take you home!"


Chapter completed!