Yin Shaolong lowered his eyes, but a tear overflowed uncontrollably from the bottom of his eyes again.

The appearance of Alai that day kept coming to mind, such a slender and thin body, such devastated skin, such indifferent and cold eyes, and then she was like that, and she disappeared with a bang.

Completely disappeared before his eyes, never to be seen again.

He once thought that the person he loved deeply was Shen Ningxin, the woman who was as gentle as the sister next door, he didn't know if he had ever loved her, after all, the obsession over the years had already been deeply rooted in his blood, and it was definitely not fake.

But the appearance of Xiang Tianlai quietly occupied his heart, all the joys and angers, love and hatred, seemed to be born overnight because of this woman, but they will eventually be destroyed because of her.

When he died, he was grief-stricken, but as if he had finally unloaded a heavy burden, he was calm.

But the moment he saw Alai being taken away by the Tang madman, he panicked and was confused, as if a heart had been ripped away, empty and uncomfortable, uncomfortable and uncomfortable that made him crazy.

He didn't know what kind of emotion was love, but until that moment, her indifferent gaze was better than a knife, making him feel painful, and he only knew that without him, he would never be happy again.

"How did you and Shen Ningxin meet?" Concubine Ye asked softly.

"I was a neighbor for a long time when I was a child, and she was always very nice to me, regardless of what I had become, she was very beautiful and gentle, and I always liked her." Yin Shaolong spoke softly.

"That's... How did she become like that? ”

Yin Shaolong was silent for a while: "It's also a bomb, she is in front of me." ”

Concubine Ye lowered her eyes, so, it is no wonder that he will not forget Shen Ningxin all the time.

The girl next door who I loved when I was young, the love and admiration of youth and ignorance, and the later loss and regret may not be love, but it will still become the most painful period of life after all.

Yin Shaolong was silent, and when he attended Ningxin's funeral, he was very calm, and the funny thing was that he was even a little anxious, eager to come back.

But standing here, even the air became thinner, and he felt that he was about to die.

Concubine Ye didn't ask again, she thought, Yin Shaolong is already clear, but what's the use of being clear? Alai, will you ever come back......

In the afternoon of the same day, Concubine Ye and Su Mohan went to the cemetery together, and Yin Shaolong also followed.

Concubine Ye buried Xiang Tianlai on Xiang Tianqi's side, the two black and white photos are somewhat similar, the same faint smile, but it makes people feel sad inexplicably.

"Tianqi, it's been a long time since I've come to see you... How are you doing over there? Concubine Ye put down a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, her voice was very soft, and it was blown away in the wind.

"I don't know if you saw Alai, it's because I didn't take good care of her."

Concubine Ye choked up, tears rolling down.

In this life, she really owes Tianqi and Alai too much, but these debts can no longer be repaid.

They are gone, leaving no trace in this world.

After standing in front of the two tombstones for a while, Concubine Ye left with Su Mohan, while Yin Shaolong did not leave, still staying in front of Alai's tombstone and losing her mind, so that Concubine Ye did not suspect that he would be killed at any time, of course, if he ignored the words of the women around him.

The next morning, it was supposed to be the day to continue going to work.