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Chapter 392, the cabin burned down


She didn't know how she got home.

But she didn't care anymore, because she was about to leave, to leave the country that made her sad, to leave the boy who made her sad.

She misses her home.

Although it is simple and ordinary, it is a thousand times better than here.

At least live in her own house, and she doesn't have to see him again.

You don't have to see him who used her to the end and scarred her again.

She packed up only a few simple clothes and left with her mumu.

They went to Zurich Airport and stood at the observation deck to watch how the plane took off and landed.

Perhaps soon, they will also board a plane and return to their hometown.

I don't know if the little white flowers outside her house have bloomed, and if they do, how many will bloom I don't know if her good friend Leni is back, and if she does, it would be nice if she did Too much, too many ifs.

Only when you have left your hometown will you understand that kind of bitter longing.

But it doesn't matter, she will be back to her hometown soon.

Just why, she keeps crying What the hell is she crying about, what is she reluctant to give up Nobody knows.

Soon it was time for them to board.

She took Mu Mu to the airport runway and boarded the plane.

Since they were the last to get on the plane, it took off not long after they were seated.

She saw the scenery outside the window change from the runway to white clouds, and saw the country crossing on the screen of the plane, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

Time flies, and before I know it, I am back in China.

They got off the plane and couldn't wait to take a taxi back to the cabin.

Along the way, they were all very anxious, and they all longed to get home sooner.

But when they returned to the hut, they were dumbfounded.

Because they found that the cabin had been burned down, all the wood and bamboo on the walls had turned into black carbon, and a few of them were crumbling, as if they were about to fall to the ground at any moment.

Mu Jinjin was stunned in place, and his mood that had finally calmed down collapsed again.

Who did it Why Why burn down her home She almost broke down, tears welling up in her eyes.

Mu Mu was very sensible, he didn't scream, just lay on the ground and shed tears silently.

Mu Jinjin looked at the crumbling house, and the experience of living with his mother as a child was like a world away.

Her mother used to sit on the wooden steps outside the hut and tell her stories, the story of the fisherman and the fish.

And she lay on her mother's lap and asked her mother curiously, is there really a magic fish in the world What a beautiful childhood memory, but now the wooden steps have been burned to ashes by the fire.

It was not only the wooden steps that were burned, but also her childhood.

It was her best dream.

She stood there for dozens of minutes before accepting this cruel reality.

She walked trembling to the cabin to see what had been done inside.

When she walked into the house, she saw that the ground was full of ashes, the curtains and mattresses and other fabrics had been completely burned, and the wood was also burned to the point that it would shatter if she pinched it hard.

She shook her head in disbelief, perhaps unable to accept the cruel truth, and she fell to the charred ground.

"Woohoo."

Mu Mu grabbed a glass bottle from nowhere, threw it in front of her and barked.

She glanced at Mu Mu without focus, and then looked down at the glass bottle.

The glass bottle was empty, but she still smelled a smell of fire and water when she looked closely. oshow7 t1706231537: