"Khooth!"

The blade did not enter the body, but there was a soft sound like the clash of gold and iron.

This knife in the abdomen was a woman's hatred, and her strength should not be underestimated, and Ye Wushuang, who was caught off guard, was even stabbed three steps back, but he also came to his senses, looking at the woman with an incredible face.

He didn't expect that the woman would stab him with a knife!

But I saw that Liu Xintong stared at him with hatred on her face, and said hatefully: "You, a thief, with a favor and a retribution, actually want to insult me! Today, I wanted to kill you in front of the grave and wash away my shame with your blood, so ...... Even when I go down there to see my husband, I'll have an explanation. ”

"Unthinkable ......"

Speaking of this, Liu Xintong smiled bitterly, the silver dagger in his hand fell to the ground weakly, this person seemed to drain all his strength, suddenly fell in front of the tombstone, sobbed in a low voice, and muttered to himself: "Wushuang, Sister Tong is incompetent, you can't put the innocent person of Sister Tong in front of your grave......"

As she spoke, she suddenly touched the dagger on the ground and stabbed it fiercely into her abdomen!

Ye Wushuang, who had always paid attention to this woman's dynamics, would let him succeed, and immediately rushed over, snatched the dagger in his hand, and when he looked at Liu Xintong again, his face was full of shame, and his eyes did not have the trace of indifference before, but were full of tenderness......

Isn't everything clear enough now?!.

It turns out in the novel that the husband in Sister Tong's mouth is herself!

Isn't this well-dressed mound enough to prove a woman's infatuation and waiting?!

The oath of the year has always been valid, if you have to say something wrong, it is that he Ye Wushuang is wrong, if it weren't for his stubbornness and speculation, how could there be today?

When Ye Wushuang spoke, he even hung his head...... He has no face to look at this woman!

That's right, everything is telling Ye Wushuang that in this relationship, it is himself who is really not firm!

If, in the flower shop that day, I didn't have self-righteous and self-righteous speculation, but stood up to meet a woman in a dignified manner, why not?!

If I hadn't put such a mask on my face when I went to Japan, I might have already revealed the truth!

In the final analysis, I don't trust the woman in front of me, don't I?

It's a brutal fact, but I have to admit it.

Ye Wushuang was smiling bitterly, he didn't know how to face Liu Xintong, this is a woman who is fierce to the extreme, she has given all her loyalty and tenderness to herself, and she has never changed, and she ...... But he became suspicious of her, how could Ye Wushuang not be ashamed?!

Thinking about the little thing that happened that night in Japan, Ye Wushuang felt even more guilty in his heart! It's been eight years...... This distressing woman herself lives a very hard life, but that happened again...... It's simply a complete ruin to the life of this extremely strong woman!

In the final analysis, it was he, Ye Wushuang, who lost this woman......

"Puff"

Ye Wushuang knelt down, he didn't kneel to the sky, didn't kneel to the ground, didn't kneel to the gods and demons, knelt in front of a woman, for this woman, he was guilty! Compared to what this woman paid for him, kneeling was nothing!

Ye Wushuang didn't know how much this woman had borne in the past eight years, but he understood how difficult it was for a single woman, especially a very beautiful single woman, to survive in this society!

This woman deserves his knees!

Ye Wushuang hung his head, he really didn't dare to raise his head to look at the woman who was lying on the tombstone and shedding tears, every teardrop in the woman's eyes was a bitterness, and he said in a low voice: "Sister Tong, I'm sorry for you, this knife, you stabbed it right!"

Liu Xintong glanced at him and said coldly: "Don't call me Sister Tong, you don't deserve it! In this world, only one person can call me that." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head, just looked at the tomb piled up between the mountains in the sky and the sky stupidly, stretched out his slender hand and gently stroked a pinch of loess, and smiled sadly, under this not very high mound, there was an empty coffin, and in the coffin were some old clothes that the boy left with her, and the gifts that the boy bought for her with his not very much salary......

All of these were buried by her, and she didn't need these things anymore, because she didn't need to see things, the young man's voice and smile were always in her mind, and she could never forget them.

The grave mound, which she picked up with her slender hands, buried the young man's life and glory, for her, she only left nostalgia and memory, and watched her life in the beautiful scenes of the past.

Ye Wushuang didn't get up, nor did he turn around and leave because of the woman's attitude, his eyes were very soft, and he said softly: "I owe you, even if you kill me, it's not too much, if you really want to kill me, just stab between the second and third pieces of my lumbar vertebrae, like that...... It's liberating!"

Liu Xintong stood up from the ground with a "whoosh", held a sharp blade in her hand, and stared at Ye Wushuang for a long time before she sighed gloomily and said lightly: "Get out, get out forever!" This place shouldn't bring you here, your blood will only defile my husband's tomb, he has been loyal and brave all his life, and it is not something that you despicable and filthy villain can defile!"

The heart is dead, what's the use of continuing to linger in this world? With your own life and love, you may be able to get eternity by burying yourself in this mound forever......?! This life should have ended eight years ago, and it should have come to an end after stubbornly lingering in this world for so long!

Liu Xintong raised her eyes and looked at the white clouds fluttering in the sky, suddenly smiled, and murmured in a low voice: "Lianlian, you and I have agreed for a hundred years, if anyone dies at the age of ninety-seven, why not wait on the bridge for three years...... Wushuang, this is what you told Sister Tong back then, I don't know if you still remember your promise? Eight years have passed...... Don't worry that Sister Tong will miss the appointment, Sister Tong will come, it won't be too long......"

Looking at some chattering women, Ye Wushuang didn't get up, and slowly took a layer of skin from his face in the woman's shocked gaze...... Tearing it little by little, just like heart defense, tearing off little by little......

In the end, Ye Wushuang took out two transparent flakes from his eyes and threw them aside......

Suddenly, an angular face appeared in the air, resolute and young, and the years did not leave any traces on it, but for some reason, this face always gave people a weathered feeling. Those black eyes, dark and deep, but at the moment they were beating with tenderness, quietly staring at the woman who was close at hand.

The familiar face, the familiar feeling, and even the self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth were exactly the same as the self-deprecating wry smile that the boy had when he left that night eight years ago......

Eight years have passed, and the former boy has grown up, and it seems that his thin back has become strong, and he has become a big man who stands up to the sky......

Although the changes are big, Liu Xintong still recognizes it at a glance!

When she landed, the woman was like being struck by lightning, and she took a few steps back, her pretty face was pale and terrible, without a trace of blood, and her slender hand gently covered her red lips that had been bitten by her, and her eyes were full of shock......

Not really...... This is not true......

If he is really Wushuang, how can he not come to see his sister Tong for eight years? If he is really Wushuang, how can he treat himself so indifferently?!

Liu Xintong is trembling, a heart, rejoicing, and dripping blood...... She wanted to smile strongly, but she didn't know why, but tears couldn't help but pour out, washing away the light makeup and dyeing her jade-like face.

Joy with sorrow, hope with disappointment......

She recognized this man as her peerless. But he ...... Why do you treat yourself like this?

Ye Wushuang hung his head, he didn't dare to look up at the woman's face, he knew that what he did hurt the woman, he was afraid to see the woman's heartbroken eyes, so he just hung his head and whispered: "Sister Tong, I'm not dead, I'm back to see you......"

"Smack!"

Before he finished speaking, a loud slap was slapped in his face, hot, not painful, but ashamed.

Ye Wushuang finally mustered up the courage to raise his head, and when he saw the face that had been wandering in his dream for eight years, he was actually stupid.

The woman was crying, her tears were like beads with broken threads, but she bit her lip so hard that she didn't let herself make a sound, and she didn't even notice the little blush that oozed......

Perhaps, after knowing that the man was her Wushuang, she would hurt herself even more when she slapped it out.

(Well, went to dinner, soon, hehe...... Shake that flower or something, right? Haha. ）