Looking at the cold notes, there is Mousse's rebuke in his ears, the words are like blades, the knife does not see blood, and the knife breaks the heart.

The truth always comes so suddenly.

In the end, Leng Qing died for her.

She hurts, she regrets, she hates all kinds of emotions like wild waves, violently hitting her heart, shaking out bursts of desolate pain.

Stretching out her right hand and taking off the glasses on her face, how to describe the sadness and sadness in her heart?

She kept asking why? Why is this happening?

The appearance of cold love at the end of his mind flashed in his mind, his heart was like being stabbed, moving with blood, and his clenched fists were trembling.

Except for Qin Li, he really didn't do anything to be sorry for her.

If he really wanted to hurt their family at that time, perhaps, they would not have survived at all.

Her remorse seemed to have been pulled to a certain height at this time, and the tears that had been stored for a long time finally burst out of her eyes.

Two crystal teardrops on the notebook, who owes whom?

Until the end, how can you understand the bitterness of a depressed person?

It seems to be hurt, but it is indeed guarded with life, and at this moment, it seems that only tears can express her debt to the cold.

"Hehe......" she looked up, crying and laughing, laughing at her pathetic, laughing at her self-righteousness......

The sentence "I'm sorry" stuck in his throat is already too light and too light, and he owes him more than he can pay it off in this life.

can only let the muddy tears keep scratching out of the eye sockets.

The phone was vibrating, she wiped away her tears, hung up Nangong Jing's phone, and dialed Wen Hao's number.

Before he could speak, he said hoarsely: "Now, go buy a tombstone, the name is engraved Muge, the ashes are in Qin Li's tomb, the black columbarium, you will bury him in the ......

Jianjia Park, choose a better location, he likes to eat braised pork and braised fish, as well as osmanthus wine, prepare one for him, tell me when it's done! ”

Wen Hao was a little stunned, and was stunned for a few seconds before replying: "Oh, okay...... Good! ”

"No matter how much it costs, make sure you get it done before dark!" Jian Junxi's voice was a little hoarse.

"Okay, young master, are you okay? Is there something uncomfortable? Wen Hao asked uneasily, obviously he was fine just now, but he always felt that something had happened.

"It's okay, you can do it!" With that, she hung up the phone.

Holding his legs and burying his head between his legs, he exuded a thick bitterness all over his body.

Suddenly there was another hot stream in her nose, and she immediately opened her bag, took out a tissue from it and put it in her nostrils, and looked up at the ceiling.

The ice blue eyes were full of light, and they were extremely sad......

The phone vibrated again, she took it out and saw that it was still Nangong Jing, cleared her throat before sliding the answer button, and said a faint "um......".

"You don't reply to my message, you hang up on the phone, what do you mean?" Nangong Jing's complaining tone was strong.

"Something happened just now!" Jian Junxi raised his head, so his voice was a little weird.

"What's wrong with you?" Nangong Jing's voice implied worry.

"It's nothing, it's just that I choked on drinking water just now, and my throat is a little uncomfortable!" Jian Junxi prevaricated casually.

"And where are you now?" Nangong Jing was obviously questioning.

"Are you finished? Do you want to install a monitor on me? Jian Junxi roared angrily.

His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were shining with tears, and he couldn't tell what he was angry about.

"Right...... I'm sorry, don't be angry, I won't ask, I just don't worry about you......"

Nangong Jing's tone softened suddenly, and she seemed to be in a bad mood at the moment.

(End of chapter)