"Nuan Nuan, thank you for making our last moments so happy." Tang Yimian's smile came from the heart, she didn't complain, on the contrary, she was very grateful to God for allowing her to accompany her for so long.

"She won't want you to follow." Bai Nuan struggled for a moment, trying to convince her with this point of view.

But Tang Yimian shook his head gently, hugged Song Yiyi and lay down, interlocked his fingers with her, looked at Song Yiyi deeply again, and gently dropped a kiss on her lips.

"Nuan Nuan, our future, I'm sorry for you." She smiled and closed her eyes.

This closure has never been opened.

Bai Nuan stood inside for a long time.

It wasn't until dawn that he went out and personally arranged the funeral of the two of them.

She arranges, and Ake runs errands.

Ake is also a fool, he has never been married, the girl he likes is dead, he still has to hold a funeral for others, and he is still the object of the girl.

The funerals of two people have to be done.

Ake hadn't cried for a long time, but when he cremated their bodies, he suddenly turned red when he looked at the clasped hands of the two people.

Turn away from the beginning and stop looking.

……

Tang Yimian knew about Song Yiyi's condition from the beginning.

It's just that her Yiyi doesn't want her to know, so she pretends not to know.

Anyway, the result is already known, and she is reluctant to be bullied on Huangquan Road alone.

She had to accompany her.

So, she asked Bai Nuan to euthanasia.

The documents were signed and everything went smoothly.

The moment she closed her eyes, the last picture was still her attachment.

I don't want to be with her for a long, long time.

I just want her to be happy for the rest of her life, even if this life is very short.

If you can continue in the next life.

She will be a boy and protect her beloved in a dignified manner.

At the age of seventeen, she will tell everyone that it is her Tang Yimian who likes Song Yiyi.

It's they who love each other. First Literature

is not a one-sided liking to press everything on her Yiyi's head.

In this way, everyone will know that Song Yiyi is Tang Yimian's girlfriend.

They love each other very much.

From the school uniform to the wedding dress.

The two men stepped into the temple hand in hand.

She will continue to pamper her snuggles.

If there was a chance in the next life, she would be like this.

will not let her be displaced and lonely in the first half of her life.

"Song Yiyi, we have no life and death, only life and death together."

……

That year, the flowers in the town bloomed.

Bai Nuan planted a lot of lilies in the school.

When it comes to the flowering season, the lily blooms, pure and elegant, and every student can't help but sigh with emotion and praise its beauty.

Then I looked at the story on that stone tablet, and I couldn't help but redden.

The story that didn't seem to have a good ending was Bai Nuan's last gift to Tang Yimian and Song Yiyi.

[Our love, hidden in the lilies, quietly blooms with the sun and rain.

I'll see you, kiss quietly.

Love should never be gendered. 】

Originally, the school did not agree to make this thing, saying that it would destroy the students' cognition, what would happen.

Then Bai Nuan threw money and donated two teaching buildings, but the principal was still chirping.

Bai Nuan simply asked for the shares from Anyang.

Her Sayuri should be happy.

Bai Nuan looked at the dew-stained lily, stretched out her hand and touched it, and the flower bones moved quietly.

She withdrew her hand and left the school.

Where love sprouts, it will become nirvana.