"What should come will come."

"That guy Zhong Huangyu is also married and has his own baby."

"Now that I'm still personally guarding Lan Ash's side, what else am I worried about?"

"But you, have you decided to be like a whale in this life, and be alone for the rest of your life?"

Fang Yabo didn't look back, his eyes kept following Moran Ash's figure, until he couldn't see it anymore, and then reluctantly withdrew his eyes.

"I have the survivor in my heart." Yang Zhanyi and Fang Yabo stood side by side, and the corners of their mouths hooked up an extremely bright smile.

"And the whale, his wife is only one. If you don't change your surname, it's Luo Lin. ”

When Fang Yabo heard this, he sighed lightly, and didn't say anything after all.

It's been three years, three years have passed since these things, everything that should have changed has changed, and what won't change won't change after all.

"Sun Ziqi got married a few days ago, and you didn't go."

"But my heart has arrived, and I wish her and her husband happiness."

"Captain, don't talk about me."

"Tell me about you."

"What's next?"

"Me?"

"What can I do?"

"Naturally, I will go home and wait for Lan Ember to return."

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After leaving, Moran Ember wanted to go directly to the cemetery to visit Chu Jiangmo, but halfway through the car, Moran Ember still asked the driver to turn the car around and go directly to the hospital.

She doesn't like the cemetery, where Chu Jiangmo is buried, Fang Luchen is buried, and her mother is buried.

Jiang Mo said that he hoped that he would live forever in her heart, not a long-dead existence.

Seeing that the guests he was riding were full of tears, the driver almost sent Moran Ember to the hospital at the maximum speed, even saving the fare, and drove away directly without waiting for Moran Ember to speak.

Moran Ember knew what the driver meant, and his heart was full of gratitude to the driver. Then he turned to look at the huge hospital in front of him, and couldn't help but lose his mind.

She didn't expect to come here and to the hospital.

She thought about many places on the way, but in the end she thought of the last scene with Jiang Mo, so she came here.

She walked into the familiar place, stepping on the familiar steps.

When she passed the corner of the third floor, her eyes flickered, and she seemed to see two boxes of lunch boxes in front of the door of a certain ward.

As she passed the fourth floor, she heard bursts of laughter coming from the ward in the right corner of the fourth floor.

The house, which had been dark all day long, was now filled with sunshine and laughter.

There is no darkness, no parting.

She continued to go upstairs, and when she reached the fifth floor, she found that the room where she and Chu Jiangmo had last been separated was now locked by heavy shackles.

This shackle seemed to lock the day she and Chu Jiang said goodbye to each other.

Moran Ember looked at the shackles on the doorknob for a long time before turning away in silence.

Out of the main building, Moran Ember slowly walked around the back garden of the hospital.

The white daisies in those flower beds have been replaced by batches and batches.

But no matter how many batches were changed, these white daisies bloomed unusually brightly, and it seemed that they were very happy to meet Moran Ash.

Those swaying bodies seemed to be cheering, cheering, and celebrating something.

As if to be glad they met her for the first time.

Just as Moran Ember was about to leave the hospital, a doctor in a white coat rushed out, called out to Moran Ember, and handed Mo Lan Ember a letter that had been stored in the office cabinet for a long time in his hand with a complicated look.

Like Mr. Fang, please let go for the rest of your life, please collect: () Mr. Fang, please let go of the rest of your life, and update it the fastest.