At the same time, near the cemetery in the western suburbs of the imperial capital, a handsome figure sat next to a tombstone, standing alone.

Speaking of which, Liang Yuyao's appearance is really good, asking herself a flower and a branch, but she has been thinner recently and looks very lonely.

The crows in the cemetery crow from time to time in the branches, adding to the loneliness of the nearby scenery.

"Ugh." Liang Yuyao sighed at the photo on the tombstone, gently brushed the dust off the tablet with her fingers, and smiled at the person in the photo, "Lin Xiaoxiao, speaking of which, I have hardly come to see you in these years, are you angry?" ”

The person in the photo looked at him silently, without the meaning of speaking, she had long hair, and her face exuded a plain but high-pitched elegance, as if she was a gentleman's orchid, without the bewitchment of a mandala, without the gentleness of the lily of the valley, but with a high-style appearance.

In fact, Liang Yuyao never felt that the person in the photo was the most beautiful, it was just that he felt that she looked ordinary, but her temperament attracted him, so unconsciously, she stood out among his thousands of flowers.

Li Yang's evaluation of Liang Yujiao is right, he is indeed a playboy, because of his elegant appearance and innate flirting skills, he has a lot of women before, how many or as many as he wants, just like Shen Ya's money has the ability to reproduce, and the women around him are also the same.

However, no one, at least a woman other than the photo, has ever entered his heart, and he is willing to give up all the flowers for her, but she has given up on him.

Damn it...

Liang Yuyao looked at the photo and continued to be in a daze, saying to herself: "If you are angry, I can't help it, I'm still angry." Who let you go? You left me and walked away while I was unconscious. Damn, I don't even know if it's sunny or cloudy on the day of your burial, do you still expect me to come and see you? ”

Yes, after a car accident a few years ago, Liang Yuyu was in a coma for a whole month, and when he woke up, all he learned was that she was dead, dead, and even the day of her burial had passed for two weeks, and when he arrived, all he saw was a lonely tombstone.

How cruel is that.

He could only imagine that on the day of her burial, the wind and the sun were beautiful, and all the people who came to the funeral had a calm smile on their faces; Or maybe it was raining so hard that it covered the tears on everyone's faces.

However, there is only one thing he can't imagine in these imaginations, and that is that he can also appear.

After thinking for a long time, Liang Yuyao stood up from the stone steps on the side, and patted the tombstone with her fingers, as if patting her head: "Although I always knew that you were older than me and would go before me, I didn't expect to go first for so many years, and now... Recently, the cat demon wife of the Shen family always said that my Yin Tang was black, so do you think I will come to accompany you soon? ”

As she spoke, Liang Yuyao removed her fingers from the tombstone and shrugged her shoulders: "I hope so, otherwise I'll be too lonely." Okay, that's all for today, I'm going to meet a group of old men and experts, all of them are as stubborn as cows, but it's annoying, and there are still people arguing with me this morning. Let's go. ”

After speaking, Liang Yuyu left this quiet place, and in the photo on the tombstone, the man was still looking at him, calmly.

The woman in the photo is exactly the same as Lin Xiaoxiao that Lu Yi saw when he first saw her, but in the photo she is bright, with long hair on her head, and her cheeks are fair without any blemishes.

And now this Lin Xiaoxiao's short hair covers half of her face, there are many vicissitudes written on her face, and she has a lot of wrinkles, and the most beautiful years of a woman seem to be before the age of thirty-five, but she has passed that time.

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Chapter 861: Missed Funeral