Chapter 817 Hopeless City (85)
This place is desolate and buried with history. The sun shines on the blade, and the lonely light dances and finally disappears.
The sound of footsteps came, stepping on dry leaves, which was particularly clear in this slightly desolate environment.
The woman was still wearing the white cloak, her long and straight legs passed through the layers of hay, and finally stood beside the wooden sign.
The wind stirred her long hair, and the woman raised her hand to brush it away. There were bright red nails on her white and slender fingers.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the remnants outside that were exposed to the air by the sun, and a coldness filled her purple eyes.
Looking at the obvious marks left by the wheelchair wheels on the ground, Jun Ke slowly raised his lips and focused his beautiful eyes on the red wooden sign.
Suddenly, she bent down, tapped the sign in front of her with her bright red nails, and murmured.
"It's almost over. It's almost over."
The wind blew her voice away and everything became calm again.
Zhou Ye continued to walk forward, and in the distance, a clear and distant scream seemed to be heard.
She stopped what she was doing and turned to look.
The sky in the north has darkened, and there is no sunlight. The gray sky is like the open mouth of a giant beast, swallowing up the last ray of light.
Zhou Ye looked back and continued to move forward. The sounds in his ears gradually became fainter, and finally disappeared together with the light.
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The wedding is planned to be held in sunny spring.
Jun Li has been busy with this for more than a month, and the backyard is already full of wine. In addition, he also took out all the food he had preserved and preserved, and asked Mrs. Qinhua to help prepare cold dishes, just to get there. On the wedding day, Zhou Ye, who likes to join in the fun, can watch the excitement.
The entire Hopeless City was paying attention to this happy event, and all the talk on the roadside was about the spring wedding.
Zhou Ye has been staying at home these days, sewing clothes with Qinhua. Technically speaking, Zhou Ye watched Qinhua sewing clothes.
That was her wedding dress, a dress made by the old lady by cutting out all her red clothes and splicing them together.
After all, in the Hopeless City, red is too precious. Without paint, we can only piece it together like this.
Shortly before the wedding, Qinhua was in trouble.
Because there was not enough red fabric, no matter how ingenious the old lady was, no matter how she put it together, her clothes were still missing.
Zhou Ye looked at the old lady frowning in a daze and said.
"If it's a little short, just let it be."
"Nonsense, how can a bride's skirt only cover her ankles? It's okay, there's always a way."
The old lady abides by her own rules. Because of their close relationship, she treats Zhou Ye as her own granddaughter and teaches her some principles that young girls don't understand.
But if it's missing, it's missing. No matter how hard she tries, she can't produce a piece of bright red fabric out of thin air.
After all, this wedding dress is not light red or peach, but a bright and bright red.
The old lady cut up all the handkerchiefs and clothes she had always carried with her. Jun Li also found some from other places, and finally put together such a uniformly colored wedding dress.
Zhou Ye had no choice but to hold his chin and look at the sky outside in boredom.
Suddenly, she saw a petite figure pushing open the door and walking in.
Zhou Ye pushed the wheelchair and opened the door to the room. Before he could think of how to say hello, the other party directly handed over what he was holding.
"I know you are sewing wedding clothes, so I give this to you."
(End of chapter)