Nantang in the middle of the night is even quieter at this moment, and under the reflection of yellow street lights, the gray Bentley parked on the streets of Nantang looks even more lonely.

"We've forgotten about those things, okay? Let's go back five years, back to the year I was sixteen, and I'll go with you again, okay? This time, I'm never going to give up all we have again, okay? ”

Leng Yan clutched the car keys in his hand and stood in front of the gate. The house under the cover of night was like a bottomless black hole, trying to devour him little by little, and Xia Xingchen's words were still so clearly imprinted in his mind.

He thought he would never come here again in his life.

Here he fulfilled them, and at the same time buried them completely.

Holding the car keys, Leng Yan pushed the door and walked in, Mo Han sat on the sofa in the living room, and after hearing the sound, he looked up at him.

Mo Han looked at him, slowly stood up, and then sneered, "One stand-in is not enough, you really have to work hard." Gather five more, make up seven, and you can summon dragons like Dragon Ball. ”

The cold voice was flat, "Mo Han, what are you crazy about." ”

"A long-looking image, a sound like, why don't you just take this and remove the whole look, so it's really the same."

"What the hell are you trying to say?" looked at him coldly, his brows furrowed, "Did you call me to come to Nantang just to say this?" ”

"It's on the second floor, and it looks like I've escaped. I have already asked Dr. Mei to take out the glass fragments on her back, and as long as they are dealt with in the next few days, there will be no scars. After saying that, Mo Han took a deep breath, glanced at him, and finally slammed the door.

After Mo Han left, Leng Yan stood in place for a long time, and then stepped up to the second floor.

In the closed door, a warm yellow light crept out of the crack in the door, and Leng knew that it must be the light of the small wall lamp on the wall. He rested his hand on the doorknob and paused.

That day, here.

She said she wanted to ride a gondola with him on Venice's Grand Canal and listen to the oar-swinging boatmen singing.

She said that she was going to sit with him on a stone bench on the side of the street in Piazza San Marco, buy a bag of bread and feed the pigeons, and then mischievously chase them and watch them flutter their wings together and fly into the sky.

She said that she was going to climb the Bridge of Sighs with him and be there to witness their love like all the other lovers.

She also said that she wanted to go to St. Mark's Church and say to Leng Yan, I do.

From the time Xia Yiqiu killed his father, he began to torture her endlessly after she abandoned him that year, and when he knew that she was always in love with him, he struggled while torturing her.

However, the more he knew the truth of the year, and the more he knew the reason, the more painful he became. As she reveries endlessly, fantasizing about their bright future. At that moment, he made up his mind and pushed her away.

Even though there has been no news from her for half a year, he doesn't plan to look for her except that he wants to know that she is safe. It turned out that he had already chosen to go to hell alone, so he was no longer reluctant to let her accompany him.

If, let her be by her side, and then let her understand Yiqiē, and watch her die, it will be even more uncomfortable than letting him die. He could die, but the only thing he couldn't do was watch her die.

In this world, it is Xia Xingchen who can give him hope for a second, and it is Xia Xingchen who can make him desperate for a second.