Nangong Ling Tian looked at Yan Jingcheng's car, carrying Gong Qinghan in the direction of the northern suburbs,

When he just answered the phone, he deliberately called Ji Qianmo's name, just wanting to be by her side more

The two sat in the car, without saying anything all the way,

He was eager to find something to talk about to break the silence,

But now that he was a complete stranger to her, he really didn't know what to say

I thought that the two would remain so silent, but I didn't expect Gong Qinghan in the passenger seat to suddenly speak:

"Do you know what day it is?"

“…… I don't know! ”

Nangong Ling Tian's heart shook fiercely, and the hand holding the steering wheel unconsciously increased its strength, so that his fingertips turned white

How could he not know that on this day ten years ago, I almost killed you......

"Yes...... What day? Nangong Ling Tian asked symbolically in a tone that was not a friend

Gong Qinghan's afterglow, glimpsed his white fingertips, and slowly spit out a sentence:

"The festival day of my loved one!"

Her words were accompanied by the sound of a car braking suddenly

"Squeak!"

The car came to a sudden stop, and even though both of them were wearing seat belts, they still didn't steady their bodies and leaned forward

"What's wrong?" Gong Qinghan asked

"I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted!"

Nangong Ling Tian was a little frightened, and hurriedly turned the steering wheel and started the car again

In his mind, her sentence "favorite person" lingered, making his heart like a knife,

Her face was pale, but not because of the accident in the car just now, but because of her words

Favorite people......

She once said that she loved him, and although she regretted it in the end, it was he she who she once loved.

Could it be that because she forgot him, the person she subconsciously loved became Lhotse Night?

How so......

The car continued to drive smoothly, but Nangong Ling Tian's heart couldn't be still

He really wanted to tell her out loud at the moment: the person you once loved was me, not him!

But he didn't dare, he couldn't afford to pay for his words!

I don't know what irreversible things will happen as soon as these words come out......

As he steered the car, he pretended to be calm and asked in a tone worthy of a friend:

"How did he die?"

"I don't remember......" she looked ahead, and there was a kind of desolation in her tone

"It's a lucky thing to be loved by you!"

I don't know if what he said was the Lhotse night they were talking about now, or if he used to be himself

"Lucky? Oh, if he's lucky, he won't die! She sneered

"......" He didn't know how to answer her anymore, and the more he talked, the more he would only increase the pain for each other

But will she always think that the person she likes is Lhotse Ye, and then like him, guard the cold grave and spend the rest of her life?

Nangong Ling Tian's mind was in chaos,

The nearly two-and-a-half-hour drive was mental torture for him

The car finally stopped at the door of the Ji family's villa

Gong Qinghan got out of the car and stood in front of the gate of the villa, looking at the familiar scenery around him, and the bitterness was spreading in his heart

Looking at the growing old pine and cypress, I couldn't help but wet my eyes

Ten years ago, she came back here, with hope, with hatred

In the end, he lost Herb's life, Midnight,

I wanted to leave this world completely with pain, unwillingness, and remorse

But I don't want to make people worse, and God won't even let her die,

Let her live the rest of her life with those scars that will never heal and agony