Yin Shaolong's face was pale, his two hands were clenched into fists at his sides, and two lines of tears rolled out of his drooping eyes.

"She'll never come back, will she?"

The man spoke softly, Concubine Ye's nose was sour, and she turned her head to look to the side, unable to bear to look at it again.

Su Mohan raised his head slightly and motioned for Chu Zheng to take him away.

Chu Zheng raised his gun and stepped forward, but Yin Shaolong retreated to avoid: "I want to stay here, I want to accompany her here." ”

Chu Zheng looked at Su Mohan, as if he didn't know what to do for a while, Su Mohan frowned, but didn't stop it.

The mourning sounded again, and the mournful music made people cry.

Yin Shaolong didn't make any more trouble, he just stood in front of the spiritual seat like a wooden man, looking at Xiang Tianlai's black and white photos all the time, there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, but tears rolled down one drop after another, rolling down his Adam's apple.

The guests returned to normal, and Concubine Ye stepped forward to look at Su Mohan and said softly, "It's okay." ”

Su Mohan gently took her into his arms, put his chin on her forehead and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to cherish you......

Concubine Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she gently hugged him back.

Although the things that came and went were much simplified, there were still a lot, and it didn't take long for Concubine Ye to be a little unrefreshed, worried that the drug addiction would attack, so she handed over the matter to Su Mohan.

Looking up at Yin Shaolong, he was like a pine, standing there and taking root.

And not far from his side, Ye Ting has been staying at a suitable distance, but her eyes are constantly wandering in the photos of Yin Shaolong and Alai, sometimes full of distress, sometimes with deep jealousy.

Concubine Ye couldn't help but have a hint of mockery in her eyes, it would be nice if she could always find her place.

Is it that during this period, Alai will suffer a lot less, and there will be a lot less twists and turns and heartache.

Concubine Ye got up and walked to Yin Shaolong's side, looked at Alai's mourning hall with him, and said softly after a while: "Won't it be very uncomfortable to attend two funerals in a row?" ”

Yin Shaolong's eyelashes blinked, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"If you could turn back time and you could choose again, what would you choose?"

Yin Shaolong's thin lips opened slightly, and he said softly: "If I can do it all over again, I just want to live well with her." ”

Concubine Ye gently hooked the corners of her mouth, looked at Alai's photo and said softly: Alai, have you seen it? He loves you after all.

Even if this love comes a little late and wakes up a little late, if you know, you will be happy, right?

Yin Shaolong's gaze was thick again, if he could do it all over again, he would forget Shen Ningxin, and he would tell her at the first moment that he had fallen in love with her unconsciously.

Just, if after all, only if.

Not all awakenings in the human world are just right, not all repentance is in time, not all love in this world is just right, and not all happiness can blossom and bear fruit.

It was he who ruined it all with his own hands, it was he who was so stupid.

"So, do you admit that the person you love is Alai?" Concubine Ye spoke again.

Yin Shaolong's eyes showed a touch of bitterness: "I don't know when I started, but when I woke up, I was already in love, but unfortunately, I never had the opportunity to tell her in person......"

Concubine Ye showed a chuckle, her face was a little pale, but she asked again, "Shen Ningxin and Alai, who will make you feel more pain?" ”