The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded her overly emaciated face, but it softened a little, as if she had looked at him on countless evenings.

I got up and took the glass bowl to the kitchen, and after rinsing it several times, I turned out a teapot, brewed some light tea, skimmed off the tea leaves, poured a few small white flowers into it, soaked through the tea, and floated quietly on it, with a quiet and peaceful beauty.

Poured a cup of tea into the Gu and put in a small white flower, and then walked out with the tray.

As he walked out, Yin Shaolong looked at the woman who was a little too quiet again, she had pulled out a new flower pot out of nowhere, and was carefully planting jasmine in it.

Noticing Yin Shaolong sitting beside her, Xiang Tianlai said softly, "I don't know if I can live." ”

Yin Shaolong was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect her to suddenly talk to herself, or was she just talking to herself?

After tossing for a while, because it was not complicated, he quickly replanted the rhizome into the flower pot, Xiang Tianlai put the flower pot on the windowsill, compared with a lush flower and grass, it really looked a little lonely and fragile.

"Try the tea I made." Yin Shaolong looked at her.

Xiang Tianlai's eyes fell on the coffee table, the teacup and the teapot were put together, and the small white flowers contrasted with each other, making people feel that they would be in a better mood when they saw it.

He was still the same as before, as if he always had the power to transform decay and magic whenever he wanted to.

Xiang Tianlai picked up the teacup and pecked it gently, and a fragrant fragrance rippled on the tip of his tongue, and he had an aftertaste: "It's very fragrant." ”

Hearing this, Yin Shaolong seemed to be very happy, and couldn't help but speak: "If you like me, I will make it for you every day." ”

Xiang Tianlai shook his head: "Are you going to pick all my flowers before you give up?" ”

Yin Shaolong looked at the light smile on her cheeks, and seemed to feel dazzled.

It seemed that he had never seen her smile at him for more than a month, and even what she said to him on his own initiative could be counted on one hand.

A somewhat silly smile unconsciously appeared on Yin Shaolong's face, staring at Xiang Tianlai and not even daring to blink his eyes: "You laugh so beautifully." ”

This time it was Xiang Tianlai's turn to be slightly stunned, looking at his appearance, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

She just suddenly figured out that no matter what happened, at least she really loved this man, and even today, she still loves it as always.

It's just that the hurt is too deep, and she's too timid, so she really doesn't have the courage to try again.

How many four years does a person's life have?

Probably everyone can count a lot.

But for her, the four years of lying in the spring and autumn have been the most profound beauty in her memory for more than 20 years.

So enough is enough, really enough.

She didn't plan to ask for another four years, lest she have to suffer another heart-wrenching price after the truth was exposed.

But whether she is still in love or not, now that she has only a few days left in her life, she just suddenly feels that since he once gave her such a deep love, why didn't she try her best to leave some beauty and warmth to this man she loved so much in these short years, why torture him again?

Time seemed to stand still in this second, and both of them stared at each other quietly.

Yin Shaolong's nose was inexplicably a little sour, like a child who had been wronged, and he said a little choked: "Alai ......"