"Brother, why are you standing here?" The finch quickly sorted out her emotions and looked at him with pure eyes.

Yan Zijiao didn't speak, and there was no anger in his eyes, he just looked at her calmly, and said in an unusually flat tone: "He's gone." ”

Speaking of him, the expression on the finch could no longer hold back the stiffness.

She laughed dryly, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Brother, is he important to you?" ”

"He's not serious about you, right?" Yan Zijiao didn't answer her question, but turned his head and looked at her coldly and asked.

Que'er was stunned, and shook her head with a wry smile: "I know that he is the most important thing in your heart, and no one can compare to him!" No matter how hard I try, he will always come first in your heart. I don't even think I'm in second place! ”

"Don't make any more trouble here!" Yan Zijiao pulled her into the bedroom and quickly closed the door, so that the finch reacted and looked at her blankly.

"Am I really not as good as him? Is it really not as good as him? What the hell am I not doing well enough to get into your eyes. Brother, I love you so much, you can love me once, okay? The finch shook his arms with both hands and cried vigorously.

Yan Zijiao was sour by her crying, and finally reached out to touch her head, and said helplessly: "Silly girl, haven't we all made a choice?" ”

In this life, they are destined to only look at each other from afar.

And she is his responsibility, the person he wants to protect well.

Some people don't need more words, they don't need too many movements, they just need a look to understand each other. And some people need you to care, protect, and protect them with your heart in order to live a stable and happy life.

The surprise came too suddenly, and the whole person was stunned, and asked in disbelief, "Brother, are you...... What do you mean by that? ”

"Our future is too long, and we have all become relatives, family members. What is love? Love is waiting, waiting, and relying on the white prime minister. We're together, what about him? He's such an important person. Yan Zijiao didn't say anything more, gently patted her on the shoulder, turned around and walked out.

The road ahead is long, long......

In the end, there are only two of them left, too lonely, maybe one more person, life will be different.

They will not have offspring, even if the contract of the finch can make him reborn and be immortal and reincarnated, but he will finally remember everything in the past and will continue to suffer separation.

That would be too cruel for him.

Closing his eyes, he turned around slowly, and before closing the door, he said, "No one will bother you until you make a decision." ”

The door, just like that, shut.

The finch looked at the door, and the whole person froze, but she breathed a sigh of relief.

A hundred years later.

In Chun Yu's cemetery, three men in black robes stand in front of a tombstone, and the man in the middle bends down and places a bunch of fiery red lilies on the stone bridge. He straightened up and looked at the man who looked like him on the tombstone, and smiled softly at the corners of his mouth.

"Brother, I'm fine, how are you?" The man whispered, "It's been three years, and time hasn't erased my thoughts about you, but it has made me miss them even more. I regret it, I regret not letting you stay. In that way, we will talk and laugh together, and everything will be watched by our children and grandchildren. ”

"Brother, it's time for us to go back." The finch came over and reminded him in a whisper, and he lowered his head and patted his hands, his eyes full of tenderness.

The man standing not far away showed Luo Lan's purple eyes, looked at the two and smiled gently.

[The part about the two treasures is over.] 】