1273. Chapter 1273: 1273 My lover, you were selected
Dusk is my favorite time of night and day.
Every evening, Haitang comes here to accompany him, accompanying him silently...
Sometimes the bends come too.
Datong knew, but he didn't bother. He also knew that in the days without him, the night was her support. There was a special bond between them. How could he be jealous of a dead man? Let her grieve as much as she wanted.
To remember, this is her emotional freedom, and it is also the freedom that I can give her...
Such a woman should not be kept by herself...
She should have a free part...
"Mom, I hope to see Uncle Ye again. I like the stories he told me. I want to continue to learn kung fu from him. If he dies, I will definitely avenge him when I grow up. No matter who it is, kill him
I will take revenge on anyone who treats me well." Tiantian said very seriously. It was the gift of the night that he embarked on the path of martial arts. How could he allow his mentor to die inexplicably like this? Now he can only watch.
Tombstones without temperature speak.
"He will always be the most beautiful man in the world. Both of us agree on this. I think even if Uncle Ye is gone, I hope Tiantian and mother will live a happy life, so we must be happy so that he will be in heaven
I saw it." Haitang comforted Wanwan, but she was actually comforting herself.
Haiyue said in the letter that Ye's body had been quietly disposed of. There was no tombstone, no one to commemorate him, no funeral, nothing, and the last bones were casually discarded in the well. He was just an unknown person who did not come.
traces of the past.
Haitang felt very distressed, but she knew that she could not see Ye's body, let alone get it back, even though she wanted to do so.
This tombstone is not even a tomb. There is only a willow leaf flying knife that he carried with him. Didn't he say that if I see the flying knife again, I can see you? Didn't I say that no matter where you are, as long as I call you, you will be there lightly?
Come to me lightly?
I am calling you now, but you failed to come...
Haitang still couldn't help but cry. A man who was really good to her, but never said it out loud. A man who only did things for him silently, never asking for credit...a man who tried his best to help without asking for anything.
My ****, you were selected.
Haitang said softly to the tombstone.
She added an epitaph on the tombstone: My ****, sleep here forever.
The light rain at dusk fell from the sky and hit the tombstone. The peach petals got wet and flew away with the wind and rain.
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, I am lonely and without an owner. It is already dusk and I am alone, with more wind and rain.
There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once the flowers are jealous, they fall into mud and become dust, but only the fragrance remains the same.
It’s windy and rainy at dusk!
Whose thoughts fall like rain...
Thoughts are like rain, hurt when they fall to the ground. In the air, the haze lingers, and the rays of light that disappear when the sun sets in the west slightly support my heartstrings. I know that this will be the signal of rain falling again. But even though I refuse to leave, I let the little bits and pieces drift away.
Liang knocked away his confused thoughts, his messy hair stirred up his dim and deep eyes, he stretched out his hand, and the drizzle washed away the clear lines between his fingers, and he gladly accepted the wash of the drizzle!
Listening to the dripping sound of the branches, I ponder the different pain left by the rotation of seasons. The familiar pairs of backs appear and disappear. Perhaps the eyes are lost in the purging water, so how can I understand that my fuzzy nerves are still crazy?
Resentment is hard to come back from!
I never thought that the slightest drizzle would make people shiver, but unknowingly, a drop of frost falling in my heart froze my skin!