To this day, none of their brothers dare to mention Lin Tingting's name, Huo Peidong has always carried a jade bottle the size of a finger's belly, which contains Lin Tingting's ashes.

Huo Peidong's fingers holding the cigarette trembled violently, and the cigarette ash suddenly scattered, dissipating in an instant.

If Tingting was still alive, she would definitely put on a straight face with anger and order him to quit smoking, she would never watch him abuse his body like this.

It's just that now, a skin that is still alive is bad, and it is bad.

"Hanzhang, I think about her all the time."

Huo Peidong lowered his head and smiled miserably, extinguishing his cigarette: "This is also the reason why I have not advised you to give up today, because I know that in this world, it is too difficult for people like us to meet a woman who they really love, Hanzhang, if you really love her, you must remember what I said to you, and don't push her to the forefront when you are not completely sure that you can protect her." ”

Huo Peidong raised his eyes and looked at the dazzling night outside the floor-to-ceiling window, he used to be desperate like this, thinking that he could turn the tide.

But Tingting's tragic death three years ago made him completely understand that back then, he, the eldest of the Huo family, was actually just a marionette who could protect himself.

Countless times he woke up from nightmares, remorseful and longing to kill himself.

If he had endured it for three years at that time, and then married Tingting after he had the entire Huo family in his hands, she would never have died in front of his eyes like this.

"Big brother, I know, that's why I didn't bring her back to the imperial capital."

Huo Peidong propped his hands on the glass and lowered his head dejectedly: "Hanzhang, such a tragedy, don't happen a second time, don't happen again." ”

"Big brother, don't be depressed like this, if your sister-in-law sees you like this in the sky, she will be distressed to death."

Li Shenheng's heart was sour, three years ago he was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and a big family like the Huo family, even if he was Li Shenheng, it was not easy to meddle in the affairs of the Huo family.

They can only accompany the eldest brother day and night, afraid that he will not be able to think about it, and the years of mutual support are engraved in each other's hearts forever.

Even the famous fun-loving young master like Jiang Shenhan has restrained a lot after Lin Tingting's tragic death, and in the past two or three years, he has only Song Mi'er by his side.

Huo Peidong shook his head, his eyes were red, but his thin lips had a wry smile: "If she really has a spirit in the sky, why haven't I dreamed of her once in the past three years?" ”

Li Shenheng didn't know how to persuade him, if it was him, I was afraid that he would be more ruthless than Huo Peidong's madness.

Jingwei shed a tear, his heart hurt as if it had been stripped away, he couldn't imagine in his life what would happen to him if something like this happened to Jingwei.

When the feast had dispersed, it was already late at night.

Gao Bin and the others were in a good mood and drank a little, so they simply stayed in the dynasty.

That Gao Bin was originally going to leave it to Li Shen Hengpo. The young girl was carried back to the room by him.

Chen Jingran wanted to dissuade him, but Gao Bin was drunk, but he staggered back and shouted to them: "If you live, you have to be happy in time, and you have to be happy in time, brothers......"

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.

Chen Jingran suddenly felt unspeakably sad, the imperial capital was already in turmoil, who knew how many days would be able to pass like this?

Just let him be ridiculous tonight, and leave no regrets.