Xi Xingye touched the stone carving on the tombstone with one hand, and pressed it on his chest with the other, as if he could feel Xi Yuan's existence.

His slender fingers were already so hard that their fingertips turned white, but he still persistently continued to "read".

However, there was nothing else on the tombstone.

It's simple, just leave that half a short sentence, and that's it.

Plain words, but the most sincere love.

Xi Xingye knelt motionless for a while, and suddenly his body shook, and the whole person crashed towards the tombstone.

Wang Xiaogongzi was startled and hurriedly went to help.

But halfway through the hand, he took it back.

Xi Xingye didn't hit his head and bleed, he just put his face on the tombstone and hugged it gently.

It's like hugging Xi Yuan in his arms.

Freeze frame.

The two handsome men stood and knelt together, so silently and quietly, listening to the sound of the rain, quietly in front of the nameless tomb, each nostalgic.

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Xi Xingye didn't know how he got out of the cemetery and how he got home.

I only know that it has been three days since I woke up from the chaos.

The smell of vegetables floated in the air, and my parents' slippers clattered softly on the floor.

He lay on the soft big bed, looked at the ceiling, suddenly sat up from the bed, opened the door, grabbed the car keys and rushed outside.

He seemed to have forgotten something.

Xi Xingye drove all the way east to the hill of the villa in the suburbs.

Since Xi Yuan "went abroad", he has never been here except for the time when he came to empty this place.

Didn't let anyone come either.

Seal it up completely.

Here are the memories that Xi Yuan left for himself, and he can't let anyone spoil them.

However, he himself did not dare to touch it easily.

After five years of not seeing, the trees on the mountain have grown much taller, lush and green, covering the sky and the sun.

The Xi family's villa, which has not been taken care of for a long time, is a little desolate, but Xi Xingye doesn't mind at all.

Open the lock that has been dusty for many years, and it has been covered with a thick layer of ash.

When you step on it, it will be as if you are stepping on the snow, leaving a mark.

He strode all the way to his room on the second floor, and took a small silver suitcase from the bed they had slept in before.

Enter the password, and the suitcase is unlocked with a "click", and inside is an iron ball with a sense of futuristic technology.

Press the fingerprint again, and there was a mechanical sound of "clicking" in the round iron ball, and then there was a "poof", the sound of air leakage, and white cold gas came out.

Immediately afterwards, a small cylinder like a thermos cup slowly rose up.

Xi Xingye put on the gloves in the suitcase and pulled it out.

He stared at it for a long time before he turned around and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Although he assigned all the people in this villa to other places back then, the water, electricity and gas did not stop.

Unscrewing the thermos cup vigorously, Xi Xingye carefully poured the contents into the pot as if he were dealing with fragile products.

Ignition, heating.

The lingering aroma of Tingting permeated the air.

It was the last bit of mushroom soup that was rescued that year.

Xi Xingye was reluctant to drink, so he found cutting-edge technology and saved it.

The tip of his nose moved, and he suddenly felt that the smell was a little inexplicably familiar.

When he scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth, the taste was recognized by the taste buds on the tip of his tongue, and his whole body was petrified instantly, and the spoon "jingled!" "It fell on the floor and stirred up a small cloud of dust.

"Sour ......"

The soup is very well preserved, and there is no spoilage or flavor at all.

But Xi Xingye seemed to have been taken away from his soul, and unconsciously said it again.

"Sour ...... Sour ......"

【Ding! +100 friendship, current friendship 200/100]

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Since I'm not in your heart,

that

I will be your heart.

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END

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cough cough cough, what, Wang Xiaogongzi in these chapters, I fell in love with Na Na a little bit.

I don't care, I'm going to write him an extra!

Let him have a name!

So the next chapter is for Xiao Wang's classmates.,The little goblin who doesn't want to see it can jump directly to the next chapter to see the new plane roar after the time comes.。