After burning paper for Yao Nana's grave, I went back immediately. It has been many years since the grave. There have been many plants in front of the grave, and no one has dealt with it. I guess no one has burned paper money for her for a long time. Although I think it's a pity, at least I discovered it, it's a fate.

There is nothing to do today, and the day wasted a day. At night, I sat alone in the living room, and I believe she would definitely appear tonight. Sure enough, at twelve o'clock, a song came, which made me feel scared.

"We're crying

We smile

We look up at the sky

How many stars are still lit

We sing

The song of time

Only then can you know how to hug each other

What is it for

Because I happened to meet you

Leave your footprints to be beautiful

The wind blows the flowers and tears like rain

Because I don't want to separate

Because I happened to meet you

Leave ten years of hope

If we meet again

I think I will remember you

We've cried

We smile

We look up at the sky

How many stars are still lit

We sing

The song of time

Only then can you know how to hug each other

What is it for

Because I happened to meet you

Leave your footprints to be beautiful

The wind blows the flowers and tears like rain

Because I don't want to separate

Because I happened to meet you

Leave ten years of hope

If we meet again

I think I will remember you

Because I happened to meet you

Leave your footprints to be beautiful

The wind blows the flowers and tears like rain

Because I don't want to separate

Because I happened to meet you

Leave ten years of hope

If we meet again

I think I will remember you

Because I happened to meet you

Leave your footprints to be beautiful

The wind blows the flowers and tears like rain

Because I don't want to separate

Because I happened to meet you

Leave ten years of hope

If we meet again

I think I will remember you.”

Did I sing this song for me? But this time I sang it very well, which surprised me. But I didn't interrupt her. Maybe she sang it nicely, and I couldn't bear to interrupt her. I knew she sang this song because I burned paper money for her and thanked me. Although I don't know what song, the lyrics seemed to be used to thank me.

I remembered that the young master ran away from home. Will she know anything if she stayed here? So I asked her: "You should know that the boss's son ran away from home. Can you tell me why he ran away from home?"

Her voice came over: "Okay, then you can listen to me sing this song again, maybe you will understand."

Before I could refuse, she started singing again, and I became more and more curious about her. I felt that her identity was very special. Not only could she sing, but she also stayed here for a long time. She said, why were she the only ones in front of me?

"Do you really have the heart to leave ruthlessly in my desperate eyes, looking at your departure back. I really want to cry. What decision should you make when I have the true feelings I have been abandoned by you. I have no idea. I can't keep your heart. Just leave with the wind. Do you really have the heart to leave ruthlessly in my desperate eyes, let me bear loneliness alone. Do you really have the heart to leave ruthlessly in my desperate eyes, let me spend my life remembering you. Lyrics: Tonight, no one is online, quiet Internet cafes

No more noisy, no one cares about anyone. Only the sound of typing on the keyboard occasionally sounds. No one chats with me. I browse the pictures alone. No one chats with me. I have to leave a message to myself tonight. No one is online. No one is online. I searched wildly. I hope a netizen can talk to me. However, I faced the embarrassment of being rejected again and again. I was in a bad mood. I watched my helpless face in the video. I was so tired that I was about to fall asleep. Finally, I decided to leave because I didn’t want to.”

"Did you mean the young master is very lonely at home and has been severely disciplined by his boss, which has led to him being forced to run away from home?" I can only think of this, guessing the meaning of the lyrics is a bit difficult for me.

The female ghost in red appeared on the sofa beside me and sat down, saying to me: "Yes, your boss is too strict with his children, but is raising her sister with wealth. So your young master felt unfair and ran away from home. Not only did he write an essay, but he actually wrote an essay and was taken away by his father. Do you want to hear it?"

I nodded, really curious about what another essay wrote.

"I fell and got up again in my dream, I cried and laughed loudly after losing my voice, I once walked through a difficult and difficult road in my dream, but then I felt happy because of this road. Time passed by before my eyes bit by bit, and facing the steps of youth, I moved towards the 16-year-old flower season. Looking back at the footprints left by beauty, the memories poured into my mind again.

Five years ago, we just entered the school we had been looking forward to for a long time. We were still a group of innocent children. We thought everything was as simple as we imagined. We never thought that it would take so much tears and sweat to become an excellent 21st century talent.

We grow up in sweat and tears day by day. With the pace of youth, we gradually understand in tears. In sweat, we understand that growth requires sacrifice, and success must come at a price.

My youth is colorful and colorful. Along the way, with the encouragement of classmates, the company of friends, the care of teachers and the care of relatives, they have added a lot of color to my youth and made me get a lot of joy from it, so I am lucky.

Youth is our truest capital. What we can never forget is our beautiful mood. What we will never give up is the meaning of growth. There is no sadness, only the peace and comfort that come as scheduled. Each of us has a fear of the world. In this world, we may not necessarily have a prominent life experience and peerless beauty. No one has even paid attention to ourselves. But this is not important. What is important is ourselves. The stage of youth belongs to ourselves. Everyone is dancing the dance of our own on the stage. Even if it is not good, even if no one applauds me, one day, I can see the waving glow stick.

Although youth is beautiful, there are countless days when it rains. I am often moved by some sincere feelings and cry. I like to look at the constellations in the sky under the lonely lamp in the dark night, listen to the wonderful piano music, and learn to think, face, speak, and forgive in those days when I was hurt.

But time still passes by minute by minute. It is ruthless. It gives us the same body, mind and wisdom, and gives us a different journey and destination. Let us walk in the world, just blindly, but no matter what success or failure or the result, time is just a testimony to the steps left by youth.

Although I was caught off guard and embarked on such an unknown road, youth is beautiful and colorful, but it is easy to pass away. In the alternation of the rising sun and the setting sun, people can feel that no matter how brilliant it was, how silent and lonely it was in the end, and what kind of mood should we keep this beautiful memory.

I think this may be the footprints left by youth. Whether it is pain or happiness, you will feel happy. This happiness will always be reflected in our lives. With this happiness, we will not be afraid of the parting of youth, and will always be happy, because we have it before, so we will never regret it.

Youth is like a dream, and time is like a song. Everything is like a planned one, striving for tomorrow and striving for the goal. Now we will step on the pace of youth and move towards the tomorrow of the new century in a cool way!”

There is nothing wrong with this composition. I was curious about looking at her, and she also struggled to look at me with big eyes. I had never lost anyone before, so I kept staring at her. The female ghost is also a veteran, she didn't move at all, and even her expression was the same. I doubt whether she was cheating because she was the soul.

So I said to her, "It's okay, I won't play anymore. Do you say that the young master's departure is really just a simple reason, no special reason?"

The female ghost blinked and said to me: "Of course there are special reasons, but it is not convenient to tell you about other people's privacy. By the way, thank you for burning paper money for me in the morning. Although it is useless, it means you respect me."

I smiled and said, "I didn't expect your name to be Yao Nana, it's so good. Have you lived here before?"

Yao Nana nodded and said to me, "Yes, my home was here before. Do you want to know how we died?"

I nodded to her, wanting to know the cause of her death. Yao Nana then said, "I was killed by my husband. How ironic it is. When I found out that he was with another woman, I accused him a few words, but I didn't expect that he would kill me in anger. I was so angry that I was full of hatred in my heart. Later, I killed my husband. After killing him, I became rational and let the mistress go. Since then, I have lived here without caring about the world."

Unexpectedly, the cause of her death was really frustrating. This husband really deserves to die. He even killed his wife. It is indeed a bit unkind, and no one would forgive me. However, it really surprised me that Yao Nana could let the mistress go. It was also when she began to become a good ghost?

No matter what, it is really good that she can do this. You will know later on whether what she said is true or not. Anyway, I can't mess with her now. It is naturally the best to be able to have a peace talk, which will be of many benefits to me in the future. But I really like this female ghost, unlike other ghosts who always threaten them.

At this point, I had a lot of affection for her, but I didn't know if what she said to me was true. So I comforted her: "Let the past pass by. These unhappy things you think about will only make you unhappy. So think about happy things and make yourself optimistic."

That's how I walked over. If my mentality had not been adjusted, how could I resist so many blows? Because I knew that if I didn't resist, I had to come out. Why can't I get out of the shadows optimistically and use this time to do meaningful things? So I want to understand this principle, and there is no need to keep worrying about sad things.
Chapter completed!