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Chapter 63 Hope lies in not seeing, in that the end has not yet come

"whee……"

Outside the alley, the girl's laughter sounded again.

The old man squatted, trembling, trousers and legs dripped with some dirty rainwater. The old man squatted, trembling, lowered his head, and held the matches again and again, cutting the matchbox soaked in the rain into pieces.

The old man lowered his head again and stopped his movements.

Outside the alley, the laughter that the girl never left disappeared again.

"...In the strange world, when we awaken the hope of the fallen and the fallen and the fallen and the fallen and the fallen and the fallen and the fallen and the fallen and the fallen and the other people will be killed."

"People who fall into despair are all those who are desperate and fall into extreme negative emotions."

Outside the alley, Professor Yue, who was standing next to Chen Lun, looked at the alley, lowered his head and paused, and said,

"This is a strange world. This rain that falls in the alley and the unburned matches can only be a reflection and symbol of the old man's psychology."

Professor Yue paused for a moment and said again.

Chen Lun's eyes were calm and fell into the cramped alley in front of him.

In the alley, the old man who was washed away by the rain, got up hunched over, overturned the kettle, poured the water from the kettle, and rolled the steamed buns on the kettle.

"The rain that soaked the matchbox soaked, and it was the reflection of his consciousness that prevented him from lighting the match. He didn't want to ignite the match."

"Crimage the fire, boil water, and heat the steamed buns. The girl who should play in the alley will return to the alley."

Shu Rou looked at the old man in the alley and took the speech and said.

"There are no children outside the alley... Alas, where did the sound come from..."

Rao Chang continued and muttered.

Professor Yue turned his head and looked at Chen Lun again.

Chen Lun's face was calm and his eyes fell in front of him.

The old man who had overturned the water in the kettle, carried the kettle and walked out of the alley again.

Chen Lun went to the side and took a step forward.

"The light of the match is too weak to illuminate the alley."

Chen Lun calmly said,

"Hope is always on the road, and hope is not yet here."

Chen Lun turned his head again and his eyes calmly fell on Professor Yue next to him.

The first half of this sentence was said by Professor Yue.

The old man’s hope is that the fire has not been lit, the water has not been opened, and the steamed buns have not been heated, so the girl has not come back yet.

Instead of the fire igniting, the water boiling, and the steamed buns are hot, it turns out that the girl is no longer there.

It is because I can't see it and the ending has not come, so I still have hope.

"He is waiting for us, call him."

Chen Lun's eyes were calm, he spoke again, turned his head, and his eyes naturally fell in front of him.

It was time for Chen Lun to speak, and he spoke out.

The scene in the cramped alley in front of me was naturally reflected in Chen Lun's eyes.

In front of the wall at the end of the alley, in the crumbling shed, compared to the scene in the photo in reality,

Everything is there, but there is nothing left of the little girl's clothes.

Next to him, Old Professor Yue couldn't help but smile on his face as he listened to Chen Lun's words. I don't know if he was happy to clarify where he hoped, or if he happy Chen Lun spoke out,

His smile quickly subsided, and Professor Yue looked at the old man again.

The old man carried a kettle and had already walked out of the alley, passing by Chen Lun and the other two,

It will disappear outside the alley again.

"Old sir."

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the old man, but his face was calm.

Shu Rou stared at the old man, as if observing, with her eyes open and thinking,

Professor Yue next to him looked at the old man, paused, and then spoke to him:

"Old sir, we are official people. Last night, we found a little girl, about three or four years old. She told us that her family was nearby, so we came to look for it. Is that little girl your granddaughter, Mr.?"

Professor Yue lied, and except for the confirmed information, he used vague words.

"You guys rescued Xiao Ya from the river?"

The old man's turbid eyes suddenly burst out with some spirit, and he grabbed Professor Yue,

He followed with a trembling body.
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