Xiao Fan came to a secluded place in the suburbs alone. This is a cemetery, the tomb of the dead in this city. Most of them have traveled in this city, no matter their previous status, no matter who you are
Whether you are a hawker or a wealthy businessman, whether you are a worker or a white-collar worker, you are all sleeping in this place now, and it doesn't seem to make any difference.
Because it was not the Qingming Festival, there were very few vehicles on the road here, and few pedestrians were seen. Only Xiao Fan's lonely figure was walking on the road.
But having said that, the environment here is quite good. The vegetation is neatly covered and there are chirping sounds of birds from time to time. The air is also very fresh, without any impurities. Although it is a hazy day, it feels like a rain and fog forest. Xiao Fan
I couldn't help but take two greedy breaths of air.
After Xiao Fan walked through several quiet roads, he finally came to a new tomb. On the tomb was written: My beloved son Xia Rufeng passed away on September 17, 20xx.
There are still flowers on the tombstone, but the flowers have withered. Someone should have been here recently. Most likely, it was his mother.
Xiao Fan also held a bouquet of flowers. He picked up the withered flowers and then placed the flowers he brought on the tombstone.
Looking at the portrait on the tombstone, this portrait is so young and has a bright smile. Just like Rufeng’s character, it has an expression that makes everyone feel comfortable. He has always been an optimist.
, has never been depressed about life, has a face full of enthusiasm, and belongs to the type that no one would think that he would commit suicide.
However, the most unlikely person did the most impossible thing. Such a stupid thing.
"What kind of mood do you have to face this kind of thing calmly?" Xiao Fan stood in front of his best friend's tombstone and said, "Or is there another reason for your death? Was he killed by that woman?
Of?"
Everything is like a mystery, puzzling and impenetrable. There is no trace.
Although he knew the cause and effect of all this, he still felt a deep sense of powerlessness. What else could he do? What else could be done to prevent it?
April 18, 20xx, Zhoujia Village.
The sky was clear and it was a cool day. The sky was cloudless and blue. The wind was blowing very comfortably.
Bai Xue and her husband had breakfast early. The husband said they were going to the market, which was of course in the town. Bai Xue packed up the dishes and prepared to work in the fields. After so many years, she has long been accustomed to rural life.
Although the living facilities are not as good as those in the city, everything is fine. The main thing is that she is living a happy life now. Although the city is better than the city, the countryside has a different flavor and a different kind of world.
It was the beginning of the 21st century, and pollution was not that serious. At least this place was relatively clean, with excellent air quality and endless green plains. There were small rivers, mussels, fish and shrimps, buffaloes gnawing grass, and shepherd boys playing.
There was very little smoke. Everything seemed peaceful.
Bai Xue picked up the hoe and the bamboo basket and went to work in the fields.
They planted an acre of cotton. Now is the season when cotton grows luxuriantly. The sun shines through the cracks in the sky. Bai Xue put down the bamboo basket, picked up the hoe, and began to eradicate the weeds in the field. From time to time, he picked off the broken cotton heads.
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After working for an hour, Bai Xue was a little tired. She found a shady place in the field and took a rest.
Suddenly there was a rustling sound. Bai Xue thought it was some disgusting reptile, or a snake... or some other animal. Anyway, it was not surprising that these things suddenly appeared in such a place. She was afraid of these things. Even if she was
The bite wasn't very good either. So she got up and became wary.
After waiting for about half a minute, a face suddenly appeared, followed by a second one, a third one...
Bai Xue's face began to turn pale, because these were the faces of several men, and she knew these faces. But a nameless panic began to envelope her, and her chest began to feel tight.
And those faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar seemed like monsters from hell. Those faces were showing incomparable greed and incomparable ferocity at the moment.
"What are you going to do?" Bai Xue took a step back and shouted.
"Can you please give us some fun?" Those faces had lewd smiles on their faces. They were not like this usually.
Bai Xue knew that a disaster was coming. She wanted to escape, but was caught by a pair of big hands.
"Where to run? Hehe."
Bai Xue struggled desperately and shouted loudly. "Help! Help! Help..."
However, in the forest in the cotton fields, human voices have long been covered, and people outside cannot hear them at all. Besides, there is still a long distance between the fields and residential areas, and it is rare for a few people to pass by at this time.
The desperate voices continued to scream, and several big men came up in turn and began to brutally ravage a weak and defenseless woman.
This originally pure white cotton field suddenly turned into a sinful forest.
After finishing, those sinful faces did not forget to leave vicious words.
"If you dare to speak out, I will kill your husband and your children!"
The gang of thugs left soon after, leaving a trail of ruins and a desperate woman on the ground.
That night, Bai Xue went alone to the crooked neck old tree, and ended her young life with a piece of white silk.