Last time, Xiang Tianqi was still there, but now, Tianqi is gone, and Alai is gone, so she is the only one left......

"You've been standing for a long time, go sit for a while." Su Mohan was a little worried.

Concubine Ye showed a light smile, not wanting him to worry, and got up and sat down.

"The last time I thought Alai was dying in prison, I missed the opportunity and couldn't help but regret it. But this time, he could only watch her die, and he couldn't do anything about it. ”

Concubine Ye lowered her eyes, the scene of the explosion flashed in front of her eyes, and she said softly: "Su Mohan, this taste is not comfortable." ”

Su Mohan pursed her lips and didn't speak, just gently stroked her hair and hugged her head, not knowing how to comfort her.

In the midst of a burst of order, there was a sudden sound of slightly messy footsteps.

Concubine Ye looked up, and Yin Shaolong was obviously a little late.

Glancing lightly, Concubine Ye didn't say much.

In less than a week, this beautiful man was a little out of shape, and the bloodshot in his eyes was clear, like a wound pierced in his heart.

In the past few days, Concubine Ye didn't see him, and when she heard Su Mohan say, he went back to the island to hold Shen Ningxin's funeral.

Now that I think about it, I will not feel good if I attend two funerals in a row.

It's just that the most powerless thing in the world is probably that people are dead, but love is not extinguished.

The hurried footsteps gradually stopped, Yin Shaolong stared at Xiang Tianlai's photo from afar, did not step forward for a long time, lost his soul, and his eyes were not focused.

"Yin Shao?" Ye Ting's eyes on the side were dark, and she reminded softly.

Yin Shaolong's eyelashes trembled, he stood firm on the round table beside him, came back to his senses, walked to the mourning hall softly, stopped in front of Xiang Tianlai's photo and froze again, not moving.

Seeing this, the people who wanted to come to visit around saw this, and they all avoided it, and for a while, next to the wide mourning hall, only a lonely figure was standing, extremely lonely.

Even if it was prepared for a long time, even if it was always thought that she was not dead.

But until this moment came, until the photo in front of him turned black and white, he still felt a little dazed, and his heart was empty and unbearable.

She was still smiling at him, but she wouldn't stay with him anymore.

She must still blame him, blame him for being a bastard.

But now that she thinks about it, she seems to have rarely been annoyed, and she rarely jumped to her feet and scolded herself, is it because he has made too many mistakes, so he doesn't even deserve the opportunity to make amends.

Yin Shaolong didn't know how long he had been in a daze, and then he picked up the three incense sticks and lit them, didn't bow down, just gently inserted them into the incense burner, and said slowly: "You must still be there, right......"

The incense ash fell lightly and fell on his hand, which had not left for a long time.

His eyelashes blinked, masking a hint of wetness under his eyes.

Alai, how about coming back?

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the tribute in front of the spiritual platform, but his originally sad and calm eyes turned into a hurricane in an instant, spinning a huge whirlpool.

"She doesn't like bananas, she doesn't like oranges, who told you to put them on the table! Who allowed you to be here--! ”

Concubine Ye, who had already gotten up and stood aside, hadn't reacted yet, but she saw that Yin Shaolong had already stepped forward and took down the two plates of fruit on the spiritual platform, knocked them over, and threw them on the ground.

Concubine Ye couldn't help frowning, but saw Yin Shaolong speak again: "She likes to eat strawberries, she likes to eat cherries, yes, it's strawberries and cherries, I won't be mistaken!" ”