"I don't know......" Lin Mobian held his head in his hands and kept shaking his head.

She had completely lost her mind, and could only keep muttering, "I really don't know, isn't he gone?" Why did he come back? Why is it that for so many years, only I don't know ......"

Damn it! What really happened back then?!!

Cemetery.

The sunlight was shattered by the leaves and fell on the woman one by one. From time to time, a few white doves crossed the sky, and the crisp cry stirred up a little wave in the woman's heart.

Fingertips gently caressed the photos on the tombstone, these heart-wrenching, heart-warming, calm-hearted, and anxious past events one by one, dripping on the body one by one, but painful in the heart.

Lin Mobian looked at the smiling woman on the tombstone with tears in his eyes, and said in a choked voice: "Mom, I finally saw him." I always thought that seven years ago, he was the first to let go of my hand. But last night, I found out that he had contracted that disease as well. Mom, what the hell am I going to do? What was the truth seven years ago? ”

When Xia Beiyu arrived at the cemetery, he saw Lin Mobian kneeling there, as if he had lost his soul.

He didn't expect to meet that woman here.

If it weren't for his visit to the cemetery this time, he wouldn't have told anyone. He had to suspect that it was this hypocritical woman who had come here in advance to show him weakness in order to break down his defenses.

Anyway, she'd done it many times before......

The woman knelt in the cemetery for a whole day, her whole body hot. He had already fainted with a fever and ran for dozens of kilometers, and now Lin Mofeng was weak and only had an empty shelf.

"Mom, I seem to be a little tired. I...... I'll see you next time. Lin Mobian supported the ground with both hands, slowly got up, and suddenly a feeling of dizziness hit her overwhelmingly.

In the next second, the soles of his feet were so soft that they fell to the ground. As she fell, she vaguely caught a glimpse of a heroic figure. But the sense of detachment made her faint before she had time to think about it.

Xia Beiyu rushed over and stretched out his hand to support Lin Mobian. The woman's face was flushed, her lips were white, her whole body was as hot as a brazier, and the beads of sweat on her body were dripping to the ground.

Is this woman crazy?

Yesterday I ran more than 20 kilometers and the wind blew on the streets for so long.

Looking at this situation, I don't know how long I've been kneeling.

Xia Beiyu's dashing and handsome brows were tightly locked,

But this fleeting anxiety was soon replaced by hatred.

Is he crazy!

He must be crazy...... I still care about this woman!

Xia Beiyu's eyes swept over Lin Mobian's body several times, and gradually the hatred dissipated, replaced by an incomprehensible emotion.

Looking at Lin Mobian who was asleep, scenes of the past gradually surfaced in the man's heart.

Subsequently, the heartache that seeped into the bones also devoured every inch of the man's flesh and blood little by little.

The woman in the dream kept muttering, and the cold sweat on her face was layer after layer, mixed with surging tears, and the pillow had already been wet.

Xia Beiyu's brows have never been stretched with tears.

"Please, don't go, don't go...... the woman in the dream kept murmuring, and from time to time she would call out the man's name.

Whenever he heard his name, Xia Beiyu's heart sank a little.

I don't know when, the man's slender fingers with distinct bones have been caressing the woman's face.