Since receiving Xue Shang's wife's letter, in a short period of time, a pair of big eyes on Liu Ye's face have become even bigger, and he is haggard for Yi gradually and haggard for Yi.

It's no longer because of longing and love. Rather, he hated himself and mourned his misfortune.

On this day, Liu Ye got up early, she felt lightheaded, and she held on to the edge of the bed, so she didn't plant it on the ground.

For a few days in a row, the tea and dinner were unintentional, and the brocade was uneasy. The drizzle is wet, and you will have a few lines of tears.

Liu Ye thought about it and thought about it, and suddenly regretted not looking away at the beginning. Liu Ye now looks back and thinks about it, how did he ignore it back then, leave everything behind and get together with Xue Shang?

How much she knows about him, she dares to throw away her sincerity. How can you believe that he swears and swears?

was heartbroken for a moment, and then thought about it, although the life of the two was short, after all, they had treated each other sincerely, so they would abandon it.

It's just two years apart, two years, and the past can be erased so quickly?

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth with hatred, like snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon between the clouds, Wen Jun had two intentions, and he came to decide. … The willow leaves are tormented in sudden anger, sudden grief, and sudden grievance.

She covered her face with a silk handkerchief, forced herself out, hired a car, and went from the south of the city to the east of the city. This is the second time she has gone to the city after leaving home.

The last time she and Xue Shang got on the oil wall car and left the house, she cried together. Liu Ye smiled bitterly, did she already foresee today's ending at that time?

When I arrived at the cemetery, Liu Ye remembered the general direction. In front of me are dirt bags.

Some are well maintained, planted with pines and cypresses, repaired fences, and some of the tombstones are made of white marble.

Some are overgrown with weeds, and tombstones are dusty and submerged in weeds.

Liu Ye tied the silk handkerchief tightly, and met acquaintances here, thinking that she had come back from the dead, and frightened others.

People who are not familiar with it will also be frightened when they see themselves at this time, and only see a pair of big eyes on one face.

Crows flock in flocks, sometimes flying and chirping. Although the sun hangs brightly in the sky, in this thousand-mile tomb concentration place, people feel bleak and desolate.

The wind blowing in was tinged with a hint of gloom. And the crow seems to be the messenger of yin and yang.

Liu Ye didn't squint, only looked at a few inches of land under her feet, and she shuttled through the undulating dirt bags.

She went to her mother, her nurse, and her own grave.

A few days ago, she almost had a thought, and she really came to report. She stroked the words of Li Baochuan's tomb and laughed self-deprecatingly.

The living self and the grave of Li Baochuan who carved the monument stand opposite each other. There are a few people in the world who are in such a situation.

How did you feel when your family handled their own funeral? Liu Ye hated himself more and more, hating himself for being reckless and reckless.

If she really can't think of it, in the name of willow leaves, she is a ghost in the wilderness and lonely grave. Because he died by suicide, he will never be able to live beyond life.

The willow leaves in front of the three tombs are lit with incense and candles, and she also has to pay tribute to her former self.

"Mother, Bao'er came to see you." Her cheeks were pressed against the tombstone, her cheeks were hot, and the tombstone was cold.

"Mother, is Bao'er wrong? Boa just wants to spend her life with the people she loves, and she never gives up on each other. ”

Liu Ye choked up and couldn't speak, "For this wish, Bao'er lost her life." She slowly collapsed against the tombstone.

Jiang Yao was locked in the house for a few days, and when he came out again, the fairy jade tree boy was much haggard. He had just fulfilled his wish when he was devastated by the loss of a loved one.

Jiang Yao took the horse, believing in the reins, he was not sure where to go, and unconsciously rode to Bailuyuan alone.

Jiang saw from afar that there seemed to be a person lying in front of the tomb, who was it? Li Nian? No way.

Youlan dew, like crying eyes. The grass is like a tree, and the pine is like a cover. The wind is the clothes, and the water is the wear.

His heart was beating wildly, how many days did he not think about sadness and depression during tea and dinner, did he move the heavens? Who could it be?

Hua Liu understood his mood and spread his hooves, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the man.

wanted King Wu's youngest daughter Ziyu and Han Chong to fall in love with each other, but King Wu did not allow it. Ziyu worries about her early death. Han Zhong returned from his studies and went to pay tribute to Ziyu. Ziyu came out of the grave to meet him.

Jiang Yao is closer to home, he hopes that this is her, but he is afraid that it is not her.

Who else could come here to worship but her? But she is obviously already in the west, and the wind and rain are blowing.

Could it be the maid next to Bao Chuan? No way, she wore her hair in a bun and wore a linen dress.

Jiang Yao, who has courage and means, hesitated for the first time.

He is a Taoist person, and the master is profound, but the master did not go to the feather immortal. At this time, Jiang Yao hoped to have a world of immortals, past and present lives...

Just like Ziyu and Han Chong, although people and ghosts have different paths, they can still meet again.

He didn't dare to step forward, for fear that when he saw this woman's face, the little luck in his heart would be broken.

Will there really be a miracle in this world?!

He stepped forward and put his hand over the woman's body, and his heart was pounding, and he wept with joy and hugged her.

Although the woman's face was covered with a scarf, Jiang Yao recognized her at a glance.

Bao'er is really you, Bao'er, he hugged Baochuan tightly in his arms, like a lost treasure.

God really returned Bao'er to him, and the person who thought he would never see again in this life is in his arms at this moment.

"Mother, you are bless us, Mother, Bao'er, she is still alive." Jiang Yao muttered to himself, tears dripping down Bao Chuan's face.

Liu Ye muttered, "Water, water...", "Bao'er, Bao'er, wake up, Jiang Yao is back." ”

Liu Ye was confused, and she heard someone calling her name in a trance. "Mother, mother," her lips moved slightly, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes.

"Bao'er, I'm Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao is back." Jiang Yao's tears wet her face, Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao, and Liu Ye opened their eyes.

She stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief, "Jiang Yao is really you." ”

Her head was heavy, "It's a dream again." Liu Ye muttered to himself, how could Jiang Yao be here.

Her eyelids were so heavy, Jiang Yao held her hand, "It's really Bao'er, I'm back and I won't leave you again." ”

Liu Ye curled the corners of his mouth, "Jiang Yao... That's nice. She fell asleep.

How did she end up in such a field? She is obviously alive, and Li Baochuan's tomb stands here?

She wore the woman's hair in a bun, and the family mentioned her as secretive. Doubts flashed through Jiang Yao's mind. Now, he didn't have time to worry about that.

She was sick, very sick. Jiang Yao carried her on the horse, and the willow leaves snuggled softly in his arms. Hua Xiao carried the two of them all the way back to the inn.

Jiang Yao prescribed the medicine and asked the shopkeeper to grab the medicine, and the shopkeeper took the medicine and boiled it. Jiang Yao poured it back and forth with two bowls, and the decoction was warm.

"Bao'er, take the medicine." Jiang Yao helped her up, let her half-lean on herself, reached over the table and took the medicine bowl, and fed her the medicine.

Liu Ye's heart was half bright and half dark just now, and he was in a trance as if he was in a dream, saying that Jiang Yao was back.