Chapter 1572: Did Alai Come Back to Life?

Concubine Ye was silent for a while, the woman in the photo was still smiling brightly, and her black and white eyes were clear enough to drip water.

"Alai, you must know that I arranged Li Xuan to his side."

"I was hoping that it would stimulate Ye Ting and let her do something to Li Xuan, so that he could follow this clue to find out the murderer who killed you back then."

"It's just that now it seems that the stupidest person is still me, and Yin Shaolong must have known it for a long time."

After a while, Concubine Ye said again: "He has always missed you." ”

Without saying more, Concubine Ye stood in the autumn wind for a while before turning around and stepping on the stone road and slowly leaving here.

"Alai, I'm not self-defeating, but, will you blame me?"

Concubine Ye sighed lightly and walked out of the cemetery.

It seemed that she was absent-minded, so she walked to the door until she realized that she seemed to have taken a fork in the road, and the exit was not the gate when she came.

Looking at the direction, Concubine Ye planned to call the driver, but found that she had forgotten to save the driver's number.

Simply, Concubine Ye put away the phone and walked along the path.

After walking out of one or two kilometers, it seems to have walked into a small market, the road is not wide, there are many vendors on both sides of the roadside who are pushing carts or setting up stalls, some people are shouting hard, some people are bargaining with pedestrians, but there are also a little angry and lively.

I looked at the green leaves on the ground, the color of the leaves was delicate, the tender green made people feel full of life, although it was afternoon, there were still water droplets rolling on it, which looked appetizing.

Concubine Ye squatted in front of the stall and looked at the vegetable leaves in front of her, and looked up at the stall owner was a middle-aged woman in her fifties, the skin on her face was full of folds, and she was a little blackened by the sun, but she smiled very gently.

"Auntie, how do you sell cabbage and spinach?" Concubine Ye spoke softly.

The woman seemed to be very happy: "The cabbage is three yuan, and the spinach is three yuan and five, they are all grown by their own family, and they are very delicious~"

Concubine Ye picked a few handfuls, and the woman hurriedly and enthusiastically packed all the dishes, and after Concubine Ye paid the money, she continued to wander around the market with the vegetables.

I didn't go far when I saw a small stall selling daily necessities.

Concubine Ye glanced at the gray-white vegetable basket on it, and along the way, she saw many people carrying it, so she immediately paid for one.

Walking and stopping all the way, Concubine Ye bought some yellow light and tomatoes, and picked some apples and pears, until she felt that she was a little difficult to carry, so she gave up.

After counting the goods, the moment she looked up, Concubine Ye was slightly stunned.

Not far in front stood a woman in a wide T-shirt and jeans, looking down at two kohlrabi on the ground.

Although she was half-crouching on the ground, the woman kept looking at the kohlrabi with one hand and a baby stroller with the other, as if this was the only way to reassure her.

Concubine Ye involuntarily stopped, and her eyes fell on the woman.

The woman's hair was pulled at will, and a few strands of hair hung down on the side of her face, slightly obscuring her appearance.

The complexion is not as white as snow, but a light wheat color, with a slender figure and two long legs that do not need to be measured, there is a touch of difference in the crowd.

For a moment, Concubine Ye thought she was hallucinating.

Although the woman always only showed a side face, she inexplicably felt that it was Alai who came back to life.

Concubine Ye closed her eyes and shook her head slightly, and then looked up, the woman in front of her was still there, overlapping with the Alai in her memory little by little, but with a little more tenderness as a mother.