As long as I re-experience a life with him and settle the grievances between each other, he will definitely be able to return to the Sea of Sorrow, and I will be able to return to the Xuanwu Constellation.

I spent a hundred years borrowing the hands of others to quietly get a flower and a flower and leaves.

I thought that even if I was one step short on the way to ascension, I would be able to fly smoothly with the help of the other side flower.

Feng Tian and I chose an auspicious day of the zodiac, left the Nai He Bridge, walked to the Yin Soul Division, and reincarnated as a human.

But what happened later was different from what I thought, different.

Why is it different!!

Why!!

Why did he hurt me!

He's not Feng Tian, he's not!

He's a demon!! It's a demon!!

……

The exclamation marks and big forks on the paper tell Meng Jiao's anger.

Mingmei watched quietly, and could feel that Meng Jiao's emotions fluctuated greatly when she wrote this story, how sweet she was in the front, and how angry and helpless she was in the back.

She flipped through the back pages, and there were traces of torn off the paper, indicating that Meng Jiao had written down what had happened here, and finally tore it up again.

Mingmei took this thing with her, and at the bottom of the box, she found a yellowed photo.

This is a costume photo, which should be from a certain photo studio.

In the photo, Meng Jiao and Feng Tian are both wearing ancient costumes, and the two of them are worshipping in the church, looking like a talented and beautiful couple.

Mingmei couldn't tell what mood she was in, presumably when she took these photos, she had a sincere intention, but then she changed.

Mingmei put these two things away.

Xun Mo said: "It's a pity. ”

Mingmei nodded slightly, indeed.

Feng Tian would not have disappeared for countless years for no reason, what happened in the countless years that he disappeared, no one knew, and Meng Jiao didn't know, but he plunged into it again.

The human heart will become.

She looked at Xunmo, a little silent, she thought, fortunately, the son of luck has not changed, it is still the same cute.

She said lightly: "Will you change one day?" ”

Xun Mo thought about it seriously. "No, it's hard to find such a good wife as you, I promise that I won't change."

Mingmei smiled, "Good! It doesn't matter if you change, I'll break you over. ”

The two of them put their heads against each other, enjoying this rare quiet time.

Suddenly, there was a movement at the door, and Mingmei's fingers flicked, quickly disappearing the figures of herself and Xunmo.

At the door were two old men, who walked in with each other's arms.

Mingmei used a trick to cover up the footprints of herself and Xunmo.

The two old men did not notice the slightest abnormality.

One of the old men took one look at the room and began to cry, which provoked a complaint from the other old man.

"I said that I told you not to come, you have to come with me, you will cry when you come, you talk about you, you are still making trouble when you are old, so many years have passed, what else can't be put down, Xiaoxia has given birth, you are still thinking about Jiaojiao, she will definitely say that you are eccentric when you go back."

"I'm just uncomfortable, it's been ten years, if my Kyaukjiao grows up, it's time to get married and have children."

"Hey, don't say it, let's take the things and go, this place is about to be demolished, if you don't take the things, the excavator will be buried in the soil, and we will have no thoughts at all."

"Okay, I remember I had a big box in my bedroom, I'll go get it. You go to the Kyaukyao House and take as much as you can. ”

"Hey, what are you still doing with the box, let's just take the photos away, Xiaoxia complained about your partiality before, and now you bring the bright things back, she complains about you again, besides, where to take so many back?"

The old man who went to the kitchen to get something was like a lightning strike, stood by the kitchen in a daze and didn't know what to do, and then began to secretly wipe his tears.

Fan Tuanzi whispered: "Host, that grandmother is Meng Jiao's mother, and the old grandfather is Meng Jiao's father, now they live with the second daughter, helping the second daughter take care of the children, this is an old community, and it is about to be demolished." ”

Mingmei nodded and continued to watch.

Meng's mother finally followed Meng's father's advice, entered Meng Jiao's house, and packed the important things into a bag.

She looked at Meng Jiao's photo and began to cry again, she didn't dare to bring anything when she left, because she was afraid that she would be sad, but she didn't expect that ten years later, she was still so sad.

Mingmei took advantage of her stunned efforts to quietly obtain a piece of information in her mind.

Looking at this, her mood is very complicated, Meng Jiao did not commit suicide and died.

When she was mixing oil with Feng Tian and me, she was pushed down the window by Feng Tian and fell to her death!!

In Meng's mother's memory, Mingmei saw Meng Jiao's body, she fell to the ground face down, blood flowed all over her body, and her posture was embarrassed and unwilling.

And Feng Tian was on a high building, looking at Meng Jiao's corpse with an indifferent face, as if looking at an irrelevant person, and he didn't have any idea of Meng Mu's anger at all.

Later, there is the courtroom scene.

Meng Mu cried uncontrollably, while Feng Tian sat quietly on the judgment seat, without a trace of repentance and only asked for a little, he wanted to be executed as soon as possible.

Mingmei could feel Meng's mother's anger and helplessness.

Meng Mu did want Feng Tian to die, but it was not Feng Tian's frank begging for death, which made her feel powerless and desperate to punch the cotton, and even the justice that came seemed to have changed its taste.

Feng Tian was executed.

In this life, Feng Tian was still an orphan, and there was no one to collect his body for him, and his body was donated to the medical school for autopsy, and later, his whereabouts were unknown.