It was cold at night and the wind was blowing.

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded in the corridor.

The rhythm of "dada" is like a hammering on the heart, bringing a hint of heaviness.

Qiao Yuan and his third sister looked up almost at the same time, and the woman's thin figure rushed over and over again.

"Sister." Qiao Yuan stood up, as if he had found his backbone, and staggered over.

"Sister, Grandma Chang is gone." His eyes were red and his voice was choked.

It is said that men will not shed tears easily, but they have not reached the sad place.

Qiao Luo glanced at him with a faint look, raised his hand and touched his head, "I know, wait for me here."

The cold voice was a little lighter, gradually soothing Qiao Yuan's mood.

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears and focused his head.

The third sister helped open the door and looked at Qiao Luo with concern, "Grandma Chang is inside."

Qiao Luo stepped out and walked in with a faint expression.

There is only one bed in the empty ward.

A large piece of white cloth, dazzlingly white.

Qiao Luo's steps stopped, and his hands hanging beside him curled up slightly.

After a while, she started stepping again.

Walking to the hospital bed, she stopped and reached out to pull a corner of the white cloth.

The old man's peaceful face came into her sight, her closed eyes and white lips smacked on Qiao Luo's heart one after another.

She clenched the white cloth tightly, her eyes were red, and she could no longer take steps.

"Grandma Chang." She called out softly in a hoarse voice.

This time, I can’t wait for the kind smile of the old man in the past.

The only thing that responded to her was the cold air.

Qiao Luo put down the white cloth and reached out to Grandma Chang's face. The coldness seemed to spread from her fingertips to her heart.

She pulled her lips and squeezed out a faint smile, "Grandma Chang, why are you asleep here? Can I take you back?"

As the words came, a suffocating silence came overwhelmingly.

Qiao Luo leaned over and lay on Grandma Chang.

She held Grandma Chang's hand and her shoulders trembled slightly.

At the door, the third sister couldn't bear to retract her gaze and turned to look out the window.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

After calming down, she suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Qiao Yuan, "Qiao Yuan, why did Xiyun Pavilion suddenly catch fire?"

Grandma Chang is not a careless person, there must be something wrong with it.

"I don't know. I was awakened by a thick smoke when I was halfway through sleep." Qiao Yuan said in a daze.

"Then I went to Grandma Chang's room to find her. She fell to the ground. Later, I carried Grandma Chang downstairs, but I couldn't find the key to the glass door in the store."

The third sister grabbed the point of his words and frowned, "You said you can't find the key in the store?"

Qiao Yuan nodded, "The key is usually placed on the counter. Last night it was the door I locked. I remember it very clearly. The key is placed on the counter."

Upon hearing this, the third sister felt something was wrong, "Are you cooking in the kitchen? Have you forgotten to turn off the heat?"

"It's impossible. Grandma Chang checks the kitchen every day when she goes back to her room to rest. And we went to rest very early, so there was no need to cook late supper." Qiao Yuan said confidently.

The Xiyun Pavilion caught fire, but the key disappeared, which was a coincidence.

The third sister frowned and quietly looked at her thoughts.

At this time, Qiao Luo came out of it.

Her expression was faint, her eyes were calm, and she could not understand her emotions at all.

"Sister." Qiao Yuan shouted in a hoarse voice.

Qiao Luo nodded, "Let's go."

Qiao Yuan looked into the ward and was very reluctant to leave, "But Grandma Chang..."

"I will deal with Grandma Chang's funeral, let's go back first." Qiao Luo said.

Some things must be dealt with now, and she cannot let Grandma Chang lose her life in a unclear way.

Facing her quiet eyes, Qiao Yuan nodded gently.

The third sister glanced at Qiao Luo and knew that she must have heard the conversation between her and Qiao Yuan.

She said in a warm voice, "Where are you going, I'll send you there, so you don't drive."

Qiao Luo said nothing and just nodded.

The group of three left and left the hospital. The third sister was responsible for driving.

After getting into the car, Qiao Luo took out his cell phone, quickly edited a message and sent it out with his fingertips.

"Sister, Grandma Chang..." Qiao Yuan looked at her, feeling a little reluctant to speak.

Knowing what he wanted to say, Qiao Luo put away his cell phone and said in a low voice, "We will send Grandma Chang's ashes back to her hometown tomorrow and be buried with her husband."

Grandma Chang always says that people will return to their roots, and she thinks she should agree with her approach.

Qiao Yuan nodded, and his nose couldn't help but panic soreness.

He turned his head and looked out the window, holding his tears tightly.

Grandma Chang, I won’t be bed anymore, can you come back?

Xiyun Pavilion was burned, so naturally I couldn't go back. Fortunately, Qiao Luo bought an apartment not long ago.

I thought that Qiao Yuan would be able to live in college in the future, but I didn’t expect that it would come in handy now.

Arriving at the apartment, it was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Qiao Yuan was dirty and messy, so Qiao Luo asked him to wash up first.

The third sister took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her, and said in a gentle voice, "Qiao Luo, the fire in Xiyun Pavilion is not simple. Did you think of who did it?"

Qiao Luo reached out to take it, unscrew the bottle cap, and tilted his head and took a few sips.

The cold water slid across the throat, alleviating the dryness.

She shook her head lightly, looked up at her third sister, "Do you a favor."

The third sister nodded, "You said."

There is no need to say much about their friendship.

"The surveillance monitors around Xiyun Pavilion helped me to get it out, especially the floor-to-ceiling windows and the rear windows."

Qiao Yuan couldn't find the key, and it was impossible for the key to disappear, which only means that it was taken away.

However, the door of Xiyun Pavilion was closed. If you wanted to enter Xiyun Pavilion, there was no other way except to come in through the window.

The third sister said, "I'll do it now."

If someone deliberately planned this matter, then the surveillance adjustment cannot be waited. If someone starts to destroy the surveillance in advance, it will be bad.

Qiao Luo nodded, and the third sister turned around and left.

The door was closed, Qiao Luo got up and walked to the window.

She lifted the curtains and looked up at the dark night sky.

The foggy area is so terrible that there is no end to see.

"Drink some ginger tea to drive away the cold."

"It's cold, so you have to wear more clothes."

"This pair of mandarin ducks are embroidered for you."

Grandma Chang's voice was still vaguely in her ears. Qiao Luo looked at the thick ink-like sky, and a trace of loneliness and grief appeared in her eyes.

At this time, a phone call came in.

Qiao Luo took out his cell phone and slid over to answer the call.

"Everything is done for you, do you need to prepare the air ticket for you?" A woman's voice rang out on the phone.

Qiao Luo nodded, "The earliest flight."

"I understand." The person on the other end of the phone paused, his voice lowered a little, "Jiemie, I need help, just say it."

Qiao Luo nodded, "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yuan happened to wash and come out.

My face was washed, my eyes were red, and I probably had cried in the bathroom again just now.

He walked barefoot to Qiao Luo, "Sister, are you okay?"

Qiao Luo shook his head.

"Sister, we are only two of us left." Qiao Yuan lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

Qiao Luo looked at him with a cold voice, "Are you afraid?"

Qiao Yuan shook his head without hesitation, "I'm not afraid if I have my sister here."
Chapter completed!