Xi Yao raised her head and looked around, this room seemed to still have the smell of dust, as if it was still echoing with their original laughter and noise.

Xi Yao smiled happily and sadly.

"Hmm......" Xi Yao couldn't hold back, gushing out a mouthful of blood, fortunately the wedding dress was also red, but it stained the inlaid gems and crystals.

"It's terrible, it can't be like this, it's going to be ugly. Xi Yao said to herself, she looked at the mirror, kept wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth, staining the back of her entire hand, she was a little flustered, she still had something to do, she couldn't die now.

"Gotta find something, gotta hurry...... What can I do......" Xi Yao was a little struggling, opening the drawer of the dresser, trying to dig out some of the things she needed, but saw exquisite accessories.

Having nothing she needed, she opened one drawer after another, only to find that each drawer was full of beautiful ornaments.

She smiled, smiled happily, it turned out that the jewelry in the drawer was prepared for her by Fan Chen, used to match her wedding dress and red makeup, he didn't know what style she liked, so he prepared a lot, all kinds. But she never dressed up, she didn't wear makeup, and the dresser was only for her to look in the mirror once in a while, so she never noticed.

Xi Yao laughed out of tears, the blood-stained hand, tremblingly picked up a hairpin, like Fan Chen, she didn't know how to converge at all, she was more beautiful than the sun and the moon, so gorgeous that the flowers were embarrassed, and so bright that the stars hid in the night.

She raised her hand and put the hairpin on her head, matching the blood from her lips and the corners of her mouth, there was a bewitching feeling, but the smile on her face was sweet and heart-wrenching.

"Is it good-looking?" Xi Yao pinched the hem of her skirt, turned around, and said to herself in the mirror, "Xi Yao thinks it's good-looking, what about Fan Chen?"

The room was quiet, there was no sound to answer Xi Yao's question, Mingyuan was quiet, no one answered her, and no one would give her her one last ride. Since the famous garden was attacked by vampires, Fan Chen has not returned, and Ling Shan has not arranged for people to come to the famous garden for the time being, so the whole famous garden is too quiet.

Xi Yao sighed, looked at the jewelry in the drawer, and said regretfully, "If only I had a hundred heads, then I would wear them all, hehe." ”

Xi Yao searched in the room for a long time before she found a pair of scissors.

She smiled knowingly, turned around, a little weak, and leaned against the wall, little by little, towards the door, where there was still blood stained on her hands.

"Tick, tick, tick......" The blood from the corners of her mouth kept dripping, leaving on the ground behind her, following her all the way.

She didn't end her life with scissors, she still had important things to do.

With a "squeak", a door was opened by Xi Yao, she stepped into the threshold, groped to the table by the moonlight, lit a candle, the candlelight warmed the room, illuminated the coffin made of red pine, such an atmosphere seemed particularly strange and abnormal.

Xi Yao was not afraid, because this coffin was extraordinary, it almost buried her and the person she loved together, lying in the soil forever, becoming each other's guardians, even if the corpse was gnawed by insects, at least they were together.

At that time, because of Fan Chen's game, Xi Yao was angry for a long time, because she took it seriously and was convinced, thinking that he was really going to be buried with her, obviously he originally meant that, but he regretted it afterwards and didn't want to admit it.

Even if Fan Chen has been reluctant to admit it, Xi Yao is still willing to believe it, and opens the girl's expectations, but this expectation is a bit heavy. She looked forward to the day when they could actually lie down in this coffin together and bury themselves together in the dark, damp soil. So afterwards, Xi Yao secretly hid a wordless tombstone, looking forward to the day when her and Fan Chen's names could be engraved on the same tombstone.

Xi Yao walked to the southwest corner, tore off a covering cloth, and sure enough, there was a tombstone.

"Hmm......" Xi Yao had already covered her mouth in time, but a mouthful of blood still gushed out, spurting out from between her fingers and splashing onto the tombstone. She looked at the blood stains on the tombstone, a little smeared, and she was a little sad.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally soiled it, Fanchen, after you see it, will you dislike it? Will you think it's too dirty, because you said my blood is dirty, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Xi Yao cried very aggrieved, but she apologized sincerely, she reached out to wipe the blood on the tombstone, but she couldn't wipe it off, but instead stained with more blood, which made her even more flustered and messed up.

Xi Yao's heart twitched for a while, she knew that her time was running out, she had to hurry, otherwise it would be too late, she didn't want to regret it again, she had already regretted it once.

Fan Chen said, let Xi Yao have a little self-knowledge, she listened, let her consciously disappear from his world, isn't it just disappearing from this world? Even if he doesn't mean this, she is willing to understand it this way, because if she can't see him and can't stay by his side, she will feel that life is worse than death.

In this case, it is better to let her be willful, at least to die willfully, and he has no time to blame and question her.

Yes, she wants to do a very willful thing, that is, to engrave his surname on her tombstone.

"Even if you want to scold me, I can't hear me. Xi Yao said with a smile, as if she had done a very proud thing, and successfully shirked her responsibility, but she couldn't stop her tears.

Xi Yao clenched the scissors and carved words on the tombstone, carving the word "汎".

She thinks she is very well-behaved, and she has always listened to Fan Chen's words, and he said that if he waits for him, she will wait for him. So she believed that what she was doing now should be the most daring thing she could do, because she put his surname on her name without his permission.

"Hehe, it's obviously my own blood, why don't I be obedient at all?I don't know if the master didn't allow you to mess around?" Xi Yao looked at the blood that kept flowing, and spoke in the tone of Fan Chen, "It's really not conscious at all." ”

She raised her hand to wipe her mouth and continued to engrave her inscription.

Her inscription is very simple, with only three words, "汎", "Xi", "Yao".

"Who got my name for me, how can I draw so many ......" When Xi Yao engraved the word "Yao", she couldn't help but start complaining and complaining that her name was too much, cumbersome, and troublesome, which was really annoying.

"Until now, I don't know my identity, I don't know where my parents are, I don't know if someone will sweep my grave during Qingming, I don't know if anyone will remember me, but I think you should remember me," Xi Yao's face showed a confident smile, "Although you are disgusted with me now, angry with me, and unwilling to deal with me, you can't deny that you are a lover of incense, hehe." ”

Xi Yao doesn't remember that memory, she still doesn't know that the lattice is her father, nor does she know the adoptive mother and stepfather of the human world.

Fan Chen once looked for the Dead Mullions and told the Dead Mullions that he had killed the Dead Mullions' daughter, which was the shadow in Xi Yao's memory. The Stygian was very angry, and they fought, but Fan Chen didn't kill the Styx, he just thought it was funny, but he was a little regretful, thinking that he had angered the Stygian, and the Stygian could be stronger, but he didn't expect it to be so weak.

With a "snap", the scissors slipped out of Xi Yao's hand and smashed on the ground dripping with blood.

Xi Yao reached for it, but her vision began to blur, and a black shadow appeared, making her unable to see the scissors clearly, "I lit the candle, why is it still so dark?"

She lowered her body, reached out to touch, her fingers brushed the blood-stained ground, and finally touched the scissors, but it cut her fingers, and she didn't feel any pain, because the pain was no more than the pain she had begun after swallowing the poison. She's just been patient, but luckily, she still feels happy in her heart.

"Click, click, click......" The scissors fell on the tombstone, but her consciousness became more and more trance-like, so trance that she couldn't see the word "Yao" clearly, and she couldn't see which stroke she had not been engraved.

The dark shadow in front of Xi Yao's eyes became thicker and thicker, her eyes were so tired, she had been lazy, she had been trying to close, she muttered, "When did I become so lazy, I wanted to sleep so soon?" But I'm not sleepy at all...... I haven't finished writing yet...... What to do, I seem to have forgotten, where did I write...... I...... Am I done? Or am I ......? Or ......"

With a "snap", the scissors hit the ground again.

Xi Yao shook her head and closed her eyes vigorously, wanting to open them again, but found that she didn't have the strength to open them, so she held on to the tombstone and rested for a while.

When she opened her eyes again, it was terrifyingly dark, and her consciousness was getting more and more blurred, she reached out to touch the tombstone, groped for her engraved handwriting, the blood-stained fingers stroked three words, and the last word "Yao" was still missing three strokes, but she couldn't touch it anymore.

Xi Yao groped her way to her feet, and with a little memory and sense of direction, she moved to the side of the coffin.

Her fingers used the last bit of strength to break the lid of the coffin, and with a "bang", the coffin lid hit the ground, and the sound was a little scary.

It took a lot of effort for her to climb into the coffin, she wanted to lie down gracefully, to make her appearance look more dignified, but she was so uncomfortable that the effect of the medicine had spread all over her body and reached her heart, she curled up and covered her chest, but she still couldn't suppress the heart-wrenching pain.

Blood, cold sweat, tears, a little moan from pain, all of them were the last signs of her life, the last force that held the world to her.

"Yachi, I'm sorry, I ended up ...... Still is...... Lose...... Owe...... You ......"

The room gradually became quiet, there was no longer any sound, and time did not slow down because of Xi Yao. The candlestick on the table, lonely with a fire, because the blood in the air seemed to make the candle flame extremely demonic, and finally burned out the last candle, the fire was extremely reluctant to extinguish, and the surroundings fell into complete darkness and dead silence.