"Childish? Li Bai, it's all because of you that Jasmine has become like this, you still dare to come here, get out of here! Li Yuan said as if he was crazy, as if he remembered that afternoon like a magic barrier, he would never forget it, that heart-rending feeling, not because of the passage of time became more blurred, but more and more sober.

A sharp knife, piercing deeper and deeper, torments people's hearts and souls.

"I'm saving her." Li Bai said with a lonely expression, pulling away Li Yuan's hand that was holding his collar.

Li Yuan laughed and laughed maniacally, as if he had heard something ridiculous.

"Don't make a fuss, you're not ashamed, I'm ashamed." Zhu Sha said coldly, walked to the center of Li Yuan and Li Bai, and separated the two men who were gradually out of control.

There is only one thing in this world that can instantly destroy an incomparably powerful man, and that is that a woman is enough.

That's all.

"Lao Zhuo is dead, you still can't let go, if you go in and do something gaffe in front of Jasmine, don't blame me for not remembering the old love, I think the saddest thing should not be you." Ma Xingtian, who had been leaning against the wall and looking at him coldly, said, a particularly dignified face that didn't seem like he was joking.

Li Yuan gritted his teeth hatefully, looked at Li Bai, who also had anger on his face, and said: "Remember, this time I am giving Jasmine face, giving Lao Zhuo face, and the next time I let me touch you, you can wash your neck and wait." ”

"Waiting for you at any time." Li Bai just spat out these words.

Yue Baihua looked at this broken circle and sighed helplessly, maybe this would not have happened if Zhuo Lianhu was still there, but why did that guy leave without saying a word? Even Yue Baihua, who regards human affairs as the past, is a little puzzled, this surprise without any warning, is it the black humor created by Zhuo Lianhu?

In this world, there are always half of the people who want to brainwash the other half of the people, but the reality will never have results, and the problems solved by disputes are not really solved and meaningless, and the balance created by this deliberate attempt is destined to be broken.

The group of people in the shadows, extremely lonely, belonged to the uninvited guests in this funeral.

"The mess won't come." Gong dǐng diǎn small said, .2▲3.⊥os_(); San'er said with some disappointment, knowing that with Zhao Kuangchao's character, it was impossible to appear in such a place, maybe he had made a mistake from the beginning.

Qi Donghai silently diǎn diǎn head, and he was also a little lucky, just with the security process here, even if Zhao Kuang showed his head, it would definitely be impossible to escape.

"I just waited in vain? Hey, who the hell are you going to meet? When he knew that this painstaking wait had turned into useless work, Sichuan said with some indignation, always feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt staring at this kind of corner.

"Little Ancestor, what else do you want?" Gong San'er twisted Sichuan's smiling face, and her face was slightly better, this extremely stubborn child always reminded Gong San'er of that guy, the female doll named Peach Blossom.

Now, that child has already carped and jumped over the dragon gate, maybe the Zhao family is the environment that the child needs the most.

Gong San'er had expected something ten or twenty years later, and felt a little funny, so he laughed slowly, belonging to the kind of absolutely inexplicable smirk, and the few people around him were a little unclear.

Since the carp jumped the dragon gate, it is time to forget about the toads in that little mire. Gong San'er thought, but despite this, Gong San'er did not have a trace of unwillingness, because he had a clear conscience, whether it was in the past or in the future, he was so.

"What are you thinking?" Sichuan took away Gong San'er's calloused hands, and felt that something was wrong with Gong San'er.

Gong San'er came back to his senses, saw that everyone was looking at him, smiled cheekily, took the lead in turning around and leaving, shook his hand, and said: "Sichuan, I have the opportunity to introduce you to a female doll, but don't think about it, I just want you to see my pride in my master." ”

"Who would want to be crooked." Sichuan said emphatically, stomping on his heels and walking freely Gong San'er. Dayue followed behind Sichuan like a stuffy mountain, like a bear protecting its cubs.

This scene is just right.

Qi Donghai instantly felt relieved in his heart, maybe in this city, at this time, that guy is also working hard, even if he can't touch it now, but one day, one day he will meet again.

The master is still the master, the big Yue is still the big one, and Zhao Kuangchao will still be that Zhao Kuangchao.

A Zhao Kuangchao who has nothing to do with hatred, nothing to do with the past, nothing to do with the future, nothing to do with memories, and Zhao Kuangchao, Qi Donghai really wants to have a drink with that guy, and tell a story that Zhao Kuangchao missed.

Finally.

The guests have already left, leaving only the circle at the entrance of the ancestral hall, a circle that makes people a little inexplicably confused.

A woman dressed in filial piety walked out of the ancestral hall, followed by a man with long braids, two scars on his forehead, and a pair of eagle eyes.

There are some similarities between the woman's eyebrows and Zhuo Lianhu, just like Zhuo Lianhu, every move, and even breathing reveal strength, the woman just glanced at everyone lightly, as if this look took care of everything that should be taken care of.

"Xiaoma, I'll leave the rest to you, the Zhuo family has the hardships of the Zhuo family, it's not that it's not that it's ashamed of Lianhu, it's that it doesn't want to be ashamed of the ancestors and ancestors." The woman moved her red lips and said, her body revealing a strong family smell, or it had reached the point of being completely hopeless.

Ma Gotian silently diǎn diǎn head, a little humble, as if he knew the status of the woman in front of him, even if the woman opened her mouth directly to drive them away now, Ma Gotian estimated that he couldn't say a no, this is the gap.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ma Xiangtian seems to be incomparably bright, but in fact, in the eyes of those who are really in power, Ma Xiangtian is just a very simple beggar.

The woman diǎn diǎn her head slightly, did not say anything more, and did not compliment, even if she was the lord on one side and the guest on the other, she left like this.

For the woman just now, a few people present did not make much comments, or they were not qualified to comment on Zhuo Qingyu.

Sorting out clothes and moods, several people stepped into the ancestral hall.

After the guests left, this huge ancestral hall was extremely deserted, and it could give people an inexplicable coolness on this still hot day, and in the position of the ancestral hall, the woman was still kneeling very lowly, like a wooden fish in the ancestral hall.

Li Bai moved his throat, feeling that his lips were a little chapped, he had long forgotten how many years he hadn't seen that woman, maybe he simulated a thousand or ten thousand possibilities for a reunion, but Li Bai didn't expect this.

Ma Gotian took the lead, Yue Baihua and Zhu Sha were two women, one left and one right, Li Yuan, who was not outstanding in height, stood behind the two women, and most of his face was blocked, and the man who stood side by side with Li Yuan was Li Yuan's most hated storage in his life, Li Bai.

Finally, Li Anshi and Minister Wang, these two very self-aware outsiders.

Three years later, five years later, ten years later, the circle in that team was recreated again, and it would be like this, but undoubtedly, this time it was the most complete time, even though that guy was already separated from them by a world.

When the thing buried by time is carefully picked up, it is always so fragmented, whether it is love or friendship, even if it is extremely empty.

Zhuo Lianhu's posthumous portrait is so formal, so taboo, and full of a strong sense of disobedience, perhaps this will become a wake-up call for these people in the rest of their lives.

"Lao Zhuo, I wanted to talk to you calmly before you had an accident, but unfortunately I never had that opportunity, and I put it off again and again, and in the end, I didn't think that there would be no chance." Ma walked up to the kneeling woman, stood with his waist straight, without a look of mourning, or facing the guy in front of him, it was not worth doing these dispensable things.

There was no answer, as if the man who had always liked silence was still standing beside him, Ma Zhutian suddenly had a delusion, but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like the guy was dead.

"Over the years, we have traveled a lot of places, and you have been shouting to go to Tibet since you came back from the Xing'an Mountains, and at that time I was thinking, if you and Jasmine stayed in Tibet forever, what a rare thing it would be, maybe it was really me who carried the extreme diǎn, and the things I expected were never realized." Ma Gotian said helplessly, lowered his head and looked at the woman whose shoulders were trembling slightly, maybe this woman just needed a shoulder to cry happily at this time.

Ma Xingtian is very self-aware, this shoulder will definitely not be his shoulder, and this woman will not lean on anyone's shoulder again, otherwise she would not be her.

"Lao Zhuo, you are walking clearly, truthfully free and easy, leaving a rotten mess, leaving your ambitions, but unfortunately no one can inherit it, but you are finally free, I Ma Xingtian stained your life of light, this time it is time to return those owed to you, the only thing you left, I Ma Xingtian take your life to guard, one life is not enough to take two, two is not enough to take three, even if it is dead, my Ma Xingtian can still stand up straight and look at you." Ma Zhutian said lightly, after a lifetime of liquor, Ma Zhutian seemed to have drunk this invisible liquor, and his face was hot and spicy.

Ma Xiangtian slowly retreated, he said everything that should be said, and if he continued, there would be some girls, or some things, rotten in the heart than more meaningful than saying, of course, this is only for those who know it.

Yue Baihua looked at Zhu Sha, Zhu Sha diǎn diǎn head slightly, passed by Ma Xingtian, and walked to the statue, beside the kneeling woman, just standing here, people can feel a trace of suffocating depression.