Qiao An’s Departure

Seeing this, the young men held Xing Chen down tightly. Dahai said anxiously, “Xing Chen, don’t be like this. Qiao An loves you so much. She doesn’t want you to be sad.”

There was a shortage of water on the mountain; the only water source was only enough for living and drinking. It was not enough to extinguish the fire. The villagers had to go far away to carry water.

However, the enthusiastic villagers were not afraid of the hardships of the conditions at all. They carried the buckets they had brought and ran to find water.

At this moment, the scene was very chaotic. Some people were putting out the fire, and some people had to desperately stop Xing Chen who had gone berserk. At first, there were only two or three young men holding him down. Later, there were five or six young men holding him down. He was like a crazy beast, roaring at the top of his lungs and punching the ground helplessly.

“Dahai, let go of me. Please let me save Qiao An. How much pain must she be in? Let me save her.”

Dahai kept comforting him. “Xing Chen, it’s too late. It’s too late.”

Xing Xiaoya had been mixed in the crowd at some point. When she saw Xing Chen’s crazy behavior, she felt a little uneasy.

She really hadn’t expected Xing Chen to have such deep feelings for Qiao An. She hadn’t expected Xing Chen to be so terrifying when he went unhinged. It took wave after wave of people to press him to the ground.

His eyes were so desperate, and his voice so sad. When Xing Xiaoya saw how pained Xing Chen was, she actually regretted it. She shouldn’t have rashly ended Qiao An’s life.

In the end, Dahai had no choice but to knock Xing Chen unconscious.

Then the villagers put out the fire.

There were a few bones in the ruins. They thought that must be Qiao An. They dug a hole and threw in the few charred bones. A simple grave was established for Qiao An.

When Xing Chen woke up, everything had settled.

When Xing Chen was sent back to the Xing family by Dahai and the others, While Xing Chen was unconscious, it was Xing Xiaoya who took good care of him.

At that moment, Xing Xiaoya felt as if her life had returned to a few years ago when she and Xing Chen relied on each other. At that time, no matter how poor and bitter life was, Xing Chen had never let her suffer. Her life was filled with hope.

At that moment, Xing Xiaoya hid the sin in her heart. She wanted her life to finally return to normal. Unexpectedly, after Xing Chen woke up, he went crazy again.

“Where’s Qiao An?” he asked groggily.

Xing Xiaoya answered him truthfully, just to cut off his thoughts about Qiao An. “Brother Xing Chen, Qiao An was burned to death. The villagers buried her in the back mountain.”

Those words sent Xing Chen into a complete frenzy. Without regard for his weak body, he suddenly got out of bed and stumbled up the hill.

“Qiao An won’t die. She won’t leave me alone. She said she’d spend the rest of her life with me.”

Xing Xiaoya followed behind him and chased after him. “Brother Xing Chen, accept reality. Qiao An is already dead. She won’t come back.”

Xing Chen ran all the way back to the cabin he shared with Qiao An. But it was in ruins, and there was nothing left but dark ashes. Then there was a pile of yellow soil not far away.

Xing Chen walked to the pile of yellow soil and knelt in front of the grave. He looked at the tombstone in disbelief. The words “Qiao An’s Tomb” were carved crookedly on it.

Xing Chen suddenly pulled out the tombstone, then dug into the dry soil with both hands.

Xing Xiaoya’s face was pale. She ran over and grabbed Xingchen’s hand tightly to stop him. “Brother Xingchen, Qiao An has already been buried. You’re disrespecting her by digging up her corpse. If she can’t rest in peace, she’ll return as a malicious ghost.”

Xing Chen’s hand suddenly froze. He looked up at Xing Xiaoya, and the hostility in his eyes was like an endless net that would wrap Xing Xiaoya up.

Xing Xiaoya cowered. “Brother Xing Chen, why are you looking at me like that?”

Xing Chen’s eyes suddenly turned cold. “No matter what she becomes, I’ll be happy as long as she comes back. As for you, you seem to be very afraid that she will return as a malicious ghost?”

Xing Xiaoya had caused Qiao An’s death. Of course, she was afraid that Qiao An would turn into a malicious ghost and come back to take her life. She said shakily, “I’ve been afraid of ghosts since I was young. Brother Xing Chen, don’t you know that I’m timid?”

Xing Chen’s hand suddenly grabbed her throat ruthlessly. “Xing Xiaoya, why did this cabin catch fire? And why did it only catch fire after I left Qiao An? I’m sure you know the reason, right?”

His gaze was a sharp sword that could shoot through all evil. Xing Xiaoya trembled.

“Brother Xing Chen, I don’t understand what you mean.”

“Do you not understand or are you pretending not to understand? Xing Xiaoya, did you deliberately set the fire in the cabin?”

Xing Xiaoya shook her head and trembled. “Brother Xingchen, how can I be so capable? The fire in the cabin was so big. It was clearly Qiao An who accidentally hit the gas tank or something. How can you malign me?”

Xing Cheng’s eagle eyes were bloodshot. “Gas tank?”

Xing Xiaoya’s eyes flickered. “I’m just making an analogy?”

Xing Chen’s face suddenly twisted ferociously. “Xing Xiaoya, you seem to know something.”

Xing Xiaoya choked and coughed. Her face was bruised from her shortness of breath. “Brother Xingchen, I know you’re very sad that Qiao An died, but can you be rational? Don’t randomly frame me. Qiao An is such a kind person. She won’t allow you to kill anyone at will, right?”

Xing Chen let go because of these words. However, he warned Xing Xiaoya fiercely, “Xing Xiaoya, you’d better be innocent. If I find out that you were involved in Qiao An’s death, I’ll definitely bury you in front of Qiao An as an apology to her.”

Xing Xiaoya staggered back. “You’re really crazy.”

Xing Xiaoya had originally fantasized that she would be able to stay by Xing Chen’s side again if Qiao An died. Who would have thought that when Xing Chen was now regarding her as an enemy?

Xing Xiaoya’s love for Xing Chen turned into reverence.

She just wanted to avoid him.

When she returned to her house, Xing Xiaoya fell to the ground and kicked heavily.

Thinking that she had made a fool of herself and had also pushed Xing Chen away from her instead of keeping him, she suddenly cried sadly.

In the back mountain, Xing Chen sat dejectedly in front of the cemetery, staring blankly at Qiao An’s tombstone. The despair in his chest churned in pain. He leaned his head against the tombstone and cried silently as his body trembled.

How could such a good and understanding Qiao An leave him?

Melodious music suddenly came from the grass.

Xing Chen jerked his head up in shock and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw an orchid light flickering in the grass. It was undoubtedly Qiao An’s phone.