The face is really ruthless, Yang Yan finally died, and she witnessed her death with her own eyes.

For Rong Yan, it was as if the demon that had been haunting her heart and becoming crazy and twisted was finally dead, and she was finally liberated, and the whole person was instantly relaxed.

However, with Yang Yan's death, Rong Yan felt that her heart also hurt fiercely, and the sharp pain made it a little difficult for her to breathe.

It's like the thorn that has been piercing her heart, where the nail has not been pulled out for many years, and has grown with her own flesh and blood, and suddenly one day this thorn was pulled out, but at the same time it was brought out, and her own flesh, the flesh that grew with the thorn, and the thorn was pulled out and bled out.

Liancheng elegantly hugged his face into his arms: "It's okay, good ...... We went home ......."

Rong Yan snuggled up to his chest and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine...... It's true! ”

Liancheng Yazhi picked up his face and walked out.

Rong Yan stopped him: "Wait......"

"What's wrong?"

Rong Yan broke free from Liancheng Yazhi's arms, and then bent over and squatted beside Yang Yan with some difficulty, looking at her dead face, she smiled very beautifully.

She opened her lips and said, "Look, you still died in front of me, go down and reunite with Rong Jia." ”

Then, Rong Yan stretched out her hand and slowly brushed Yang Yan's face and closed her eyes.

Rong Yan raised his head to look at Liancheng Yazhi and stretched out his hand to him, and said with a smile: "Husband, go home." ”

Liancheng smiled elegantly, his smile was like a spring breeze, and he gently held his face's hand, "Okay, go home ......"

Liancheng Yazhi picked up her face, lowered her head and kissed her forehead, "Let's go." ”

Rong Yan leaned against him and whispered, "You don't have to worry, I'm fine." ”

Liancheng smiled happily and said, "I know, how could you have something to do, what do you eat at night?" I suddenly have a bit of a desire to eat fish, how about making some fish in the kitchen? Braised or steamed? ”

As Liancheng Ya walked and spoke, he suddenly changed the topic to dinner, a very abrupt twist, but he said it so naturally, without any stiffness, it seemed that he really just wanted to discuss with his wife what to eat for dinner.

Rong Yan thought about it very seriously: "Okay...... Let's eat braised food, I suddenly want to eat braised food. ”

Liancheng Yazhi walked very slowly with his face in his arms, and left the hospital step by step.

Maybe in the future, he will never come here with his face again.

Gu Hesheng stood in the ward and looked at Yang Yan's corpse, and after a long time, he sighed...... Then he turned and left.

His relationship back then, under the tempering of the years, did not bloom beautiful flowers.

Dusty in memory, that best time, ...... It's a complete end!

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Yang Yan died, but the impact she brought to her face was far-reaching, and it was she who changed her appearance.

Her existence is undoubtedly the one who thinks the most about her face in her life, which no one can deny.

Yang Yan's funeral affair was elegantly handed over to Secretary Zhou, who found a remote cemetery and was buried on the same day without any stop.

Yang Yan's funeral was very simple, and it can even be said that there was no funeral.

Because no one came to see her burial, she didn't care about her face, let alone passed......

Yang Yan's ashes are buried alone, there is no epitaph on her tombstone, only a simple date of birth and death and name, and there is no one who erected the monument.

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