Yan Qingsi stood up slowly with the tombstone, she was dizzy from the sun, and she almost didn't fall down when it was dark in front of her, she shook a few times to stand firm, she shook her head, and waited until she was sober before letting go of the tombstone.

She said to You Yi: "Today you saw my mother, it is your wish for so many years, you go, go back to Haishi and continue to be your second master You, slowly, forget about Nie Qiuhuan." ”

You Yi has such a deep affection for her mother, Yan Qingsi doesn't want to be embarrassed for him anymore, so she treats her as an old friend who brings her mother to see her.

Yan Qingsi said: "Mom, I should go, and I will come to see you later." ”

Yan Qingsi opened her legs and walked down, took two steps, and heard a hoarse voice cruising: "What about you?" Revenge continued? ”

Yan Qingsi smiled, "Otherwise? Do you want to let those who hurt her continue to live? ”

It seems that You Yi has found out, or has already guessed what she did.

You Yi walked from behind Yan Qingsi and stood in front of her.

There were still tears in his sky, his eyes were blood-red, but Yanli had fallen silent, it was the despair left behind by the madness and pain, and ...... The darkness of the storm.

He searched for seventeen years, and all these years, he always thought that the person he loved was still alive.

When he saw Yan Qingsi, a huge hope rose in his heart, and he thought that he could finally find the person he had in mind.

But after hope, it gave him a devastating blow.

The belief that has supported him for so many years, the most beautiful person in his heart, is dead, and she died so miserably.

All the beauty in Youyi's heart was instantly torn apart the moment she learned of her death.

The words Yan Qingsi said were very plain, listening to the cruising ears, but it seemed like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

He closed his eyes, as if he could see Nie Qiuhuan's death, he was not by her side, she was alone with the child, no one stretched out her hand to her, she was killed by the ugliest person in the world, and no one even said a word of justice to her after her death.

As soon as he thought of this, You Yi felt that he had really lived in vain for so many years.

Yan Qingsi is right, look at how much "wonderful" he has missed over the years!

He was more than a little late, a full seventeen years late.

For seventeen years, he was completely unaware of her death and what happened to her.

However, he still dreams of meeting her again.

You Yi stared at Yan Qingsi, her face was so similar to Nie Qiuhuan, they were mother and daughter, with similar faces, but with completely different personalities.

He could imagine how Nie Qiuhuan had struggled to survive so many years after her death.

This is her daughter, and the moment she dies, perhaps her greatest wish is that her daughter can live well.

You Yi said: "In the future, you don't have to do anything, all you have to do is live a good life and let her feel at ease." ”

Yan Qingsi smiled, sweat flowed into her eyes, blurring her vision, she pointed to the photo on the tombstone, and said: "That's my mother, I'm her daughter, I will naturally live well, but ...... I'm going to keep doing what needs to be done. ”

You Yi looked at the stubborn and even a little extreme girl in front of her, and suddenly felt that if she was still alive, probably this daughter would be the most headache.

He took out a piece of reeling from his pocket and raised his hand, Yan Qingsi was stunned.

Gently wiping the mascara and eyeliner that had blurred around her eyes, he said, "You have to be obedient, it's not what you should do." ”