Gu Tingyun extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, took a bouquet of white roses from Jiang Zhili and placed it in front of his mother Lin Tanya's grave, and then turned to leave.

Walking down the stairs, a man on the opposite side bumped into him.

The man seemed to be thinking about things, his expression was in a trance, the things in his arms that were hit fell to the ground, and a small box rolled to Gu Tingyun's feet.

The box was a little familiar, he frowned slightly, picked up the box, opened it, and inside was a piece of warm and transparent jade.

Gu Tingyun was stunned, and at this moment, a voice sounded inexplicably in his ears: "Gu Tingyun, is this a gift you gave me?" I thought you forgot my birthday. ”

The disgusting woman he has always hated, her appearance, he naturally did not forget, but he didn't expect that he would remember what she once said that made him scoff, and he even remembered her appearance when she said this, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and her peach blossom eyes were sparkling.

Before he could react, the box in his hand was snatched away.

Gu Tingyun looked over, and standing in front of him was Yu Heng, who had disappeared with the woman for four years.

Yu Heng put the box into a transparent file bag, and there were all kinds of things in the bag, combs, notebooks, a few books, etc., everything looked damn familiar, and in addition, he was also carefully holding an urn in his hand, on which was a bouquet of fiery red roses.

No one will bring a fiery red rose with them when they come to the cemetery to worship, unless it is the favorite of that person.

Gu Tingyun's breathing was a little disordered at the moment, and he remembered that this was the favorite flower of the woman named Yu Nuan before her death.

He turned around to block Yu Heng's leaving, reached out and grabbed the urn in his arms, lowered his head and looked at the lower left corner of the urn, where the name of the deceased was clearly written.

- Yu Nuan

His eyes hurt from these two words.

After a long period of confusion, he realized that his heart was starting to ache.

Thinking that his heart that had been numb would hurt, his eyes were red and staring at the urn in front of him, the box was made of sandalwood, as if he wanted to confirm something, he reached out and lifted the lid, inside, there was a dusty powder......

Yu Heng, who was stopped by Jiang Zhili, shouted loudly as if he was crazy: "Gu Tingyun, she is already dead, she just wants to return to Bicheng after death, why do you still refuse to let her go?" ”

He's dead?

Gu Tingyun muttered in a low voice, as if he didn't understand what these two words meant, and there was a moment of confusion in his deep eyes.

But then he walked over and grabbed Yu Heng's coat by the collar fiercely, and looked at him fiercely, "When did you die?" didn't wait for Yu Heng to answer, but suddenly smiled again: "Death, how can it be so easy?" ”

Yu Heng pounced over and wanted to snatch the urn, but Gu Tingyun raised his hand and knocked the urn on the ground, he smiled: "Don't you want to go back to Bicheng?" Then drift with the wind in every corner of Bicheng. ”

The wind was so strong that as soon as the ashes were scattered on the ground, they were immediately blown away by the wind.

"Ah Nuan, Ah Nuan......" Yu Heng cried heartbreakingly and knelt down and reached out to pick up the ashes.

……

Today is indeed the coldest day since the beginning of winter, after Jiang Zhili returned to the warm car, he glanced out the window, only to see that outside, Yu Heng was still kneeling on the ground, picking out the ashes inside the stone with his hand, and after picking it up, he actually put it in his mouth......

He couldn't say anything shocked by this scene, until Gu Tingyun's voice came: "How is it?" ”

Jiang Zhili came back to his senses: "Mr. Gu, let people check, Miss Yu died three months ago, I heard that she drowned......"