There was a sound of clothes rubbing behind her, and Hehuan's body stiffened, but she didn't turn around until the sound of heavy footsteps slowly approached her.

Xiao Kun held the bronze mirror in his left hand, stood behind her, looked up at her back, tears flowed into his mouth but bitter in his heart.

"Hehuan... why didn't you be..."

"Heh, Xiao Lang, I've been dead for fourteen days, and it doesn't matter how I died..."

Xiao Kun's legs weakened, and he couldn't help but take a step back, "Wouldn't it be the day you were separated from me... If I had been with you..."

"What's the use of saying this now, I've been separated from you since I was alive, and I'm just a little farther away after I die." Hehuan chuckled, but the laughter was mocking. Although she knew that it was useless to talk about these complaints now, she couldn't help but say it.

She laughed at herself, what are you still thinking about, after all, you just want to see how guilty he looks, right?

Only in this way can I make myself feel that he still loves him...

"Hehuan, don't say such things, I love you, how could I want to separate from you?" Xiao Kun really justified as she thought, and her tone when she told her love was extremely sincere, just like when she was a teenager.

"Xiao Lang, now, don't talk about love anymore." Hehuan looked up at the broken moon, and his tactful voice sounded a little ethereal and ethereal in the inky night.

"When you left Sangxi Village five years ago, you should have expected that you and I would never be able to go back to the way we were before. Now that I'm dead, I regret that I didn't live a good life for myself. ”

"For you, I chased after the national capital, and I thought I could finally be by your side, but...

"Now, you have married your wife, and I am also dead, and I will let go of all the qiē after tonight."

After saying it calmly, Hehuan raised his sleeve to wipe his tears, and then turned to face the man who had been choking up and had loved him all his life.

"See you tonight, I just want to ask you one question." Looking directly into his eyes, Hehuan said with a faint smile on his face.

"What?" Xiao Kun also wiped away his tears and looked at her seriously.

"Xiao Lang, back then, you said 'you won't marry in this life and this life', do you remember?"

She smiled, but she pronounced those eight words almost word by word, solemnly.

Xiao Kun's body stiffened, tears flowed down again, he almost pounced on Hehuan's body, hugged her legs tightly and wailed.

"How can I forget... Even though I couldn't marry you, you are still the only wife in my heart...

After he won the top prize that year, he immediately sent someone to rush back to Sangxi Village to meet Hehuan, but half a month later, Feige brought him the news that she had been missing for three years.

He was anxious and helpless, and finally all thoughts were lost. At this moment, a gentle woman appeared before him, and she smiled softly at him like the beautiful girl under the acacia tree. Therefore, not long after, he was married to the daughter of the prime minister.

Half a month later, it was rumored that there was an Oiran named "Hehuan" in the Red Sleeve Building, and because of this familiar name, he went to see her first stage performance.

Naturally, he recognized her at first sight. But at the same time, what imprinted on his mind was the gentle smiling face of the prime minister's daughter and the prime minister's words promising him that his official career would be absolutely accessible.

In an instant, he made a decision.

Because she didn't seem to have suffered anything bad on the stage, her singing voice was as sweet as before. He thought that since she was safe and sound now, it would not be too late to pick her up when his affairs were arranged. It's just that it's better not to recognize each other now, so as not to add to the chaos.

But what he didn't expect was that before he could reach his official fortune, something happened here in Hehuan.

He had secretly gone to see her, and when he knew that she had no worries about her life, he settled down again, but he asked the bustard to take good care of her, and gave the bustard enough money to stop forcing Hehuan to do the business of picking up customers.

It wasn't until he married the prime minister's daughter that he really appeared in front of Hehuan. He thought she would be happy, but who knows, she said to him coldly, Childe, you recognized the wrong person.

Because of her words, after she experienced heartache for the first time, he realized that he had done something wrong.

After going home, he thought about it seriously for a few days, and finally he made up his mind to make Hehuan forgive him, he loved her, and only this sentence did he ask himself that he had never lied to her.

But she rejected him again. This made him never expect it, and he was sad for several days.

How did he know that seeing each other again was already life and death!

Holding Hehuan's legs, he cried more and more sadly: "Hehuan... It's because I can't live with you... You took me with you... I just want to be worthy of you..."

Hehuan's body shook, and the tears that had been dried up flowed out of his eyes again.

She used her strength to kick Xiao Kun to the ground, and then sat on his waist and abdomen, cried frantically and beat his chest, fanned his cheeks hard, and pulled his hair. It seems that he wants to vent all the pain of the past few years at this moment.

"Stupid! A sucker! A sucker! ”

She had a lot of things she wanted to scold him, such as why didn't she sue me like this in the first place? Since you took the top prize to match me, why did you marry another woman? I love your person, not your identity, don't you know?

But even if she complained to the extreme, she could only cry and say these two words at this time.

Xiao Kun below didn't dodge or dodge, his cheeks were purple and blue, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and he didn't say a word, just looked at her sad face with tears, and his eyes were full of sadness.

When Hehuan finally got tired of crying and tired, Xiao Kun hugged her cold body tightly.

"Acacia... My Acacia... Don't leave me..."

Hehuan lay quietly on his chest, listening to him sobbing and muttering, feeling his body temperature, and finally regained the taste of happiness in the past five years.

She smiled, the happiest smile she had in five years, but she didn't know that her body had begun to slowly become transparent.

Xiao Kun's eyes widened in horror, and he touched the palm she placed on his chest that was gradually transparent, and it penetrated without hindrance!

"What's going on?! Hehuan, what's wrong with you?! ”

Raising his palm, Hehuan raised his eyes to look at the other two people under the laurel tree, and was slightly stunned when he saw Nuan Yang covering his mouth and bursting into tears; Then she looked at Jiusi again, and when she saw him looking at her regretfully, she laughed softly.

"Xiao Lang, my time is up." As she spoke, her body was rapidly becoming transparent.

"Nope! Hehuan, don't leave me! Xiao Kun tightened the arm that held her, but after saying a word, she was left with only a smiling face.

Xiao Kun raised his hand and touched her face, the scar was cold but soft to the touch. She laughed, but he cried loudly.

"Don't... No, you can't, you can't go, you can't go..."

She tried to wipe the tears from his face, but when she raised her hand, she remembered that her whole body was already transparent, and how could she touch him.

smiled helplessly and said the last sentence, her face finally disappeared from Xiao Kun's sight, no matter how he roared wildly, he would never appear again.

The heavens and the earth were silent, except for her voice, which seemed to still drift in the wind, ringing in his bleeding heart.

She said—

Xiao Lang, don't come to me again for the rest of your life.