Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

During Jiaoyang's remaining less than a month, they accompanied her to many places.

They see the most beautiful dawn, the brightest flowers, and the most romantic customs.

No one wants to monopolize her anymore, no one asks who she loves the most, in the world of five people, they live peacefully and happily.

"It should be like this, it should be like this..." Ling said jokingly more than once.

Once, when they were watching the sunset together, the red sunset glow all over the sky shone on them.

She closed her eyes.

The walk was very peaceful, without any pain. Still laughing, as if asleep.

The Sheng family held Jiaoyang's funeral.

The funeral was very grand, and many people came to see him. There are even foreigners.

Mr. Sheng is left alone, but they often visit him.

After a while, he seemed to come out.

"I once had a granddaughter, her name is Sheng Jiaoyang." He always said so proudly to outsiders.

As for the few of them, no one mentioned that name again.

It's just that no one can forget her

In March after that, Ling came to her grave and looked at the little girl who laughed heartlessly on the tombstone.

A wry smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"I will give you the most luxurious and luxurious wedding that belongs to us."

The previous promise is still vivid in my mind, but it's just a big dream that finally came to nothing.

Ling lowered her body and half-kneeled. In his life, there was only one diamond ring, and he slowly placed it in front of the grave.

Huo Quci took over the Huo family, and his temperament changed drastically. Killing is decisive and unreasonable. Everyone who mentions his name will feel terrified.

Huo Quci, the young master of the Huo family, he is a lunatic

After all, he will become a ruthless man like his father.

Han Shuqi's performance was exceptionally calm. It's been like this since he returned home.

He was in the room, flipping through the photos of himself and that girl that he had taken overseas. Tears gradually filled Taohua's eyes, and he smiled happily.

He opened the drawer, cut his wrist with a blade, and lay down slowly on the bed. Keep happiness forever at that moment.

For once, he hopes he never wakes up again.

Jiang Cheng became a respected soldier. When everyone saw him, they had to be courteous.

His career was booming, but there was no other woman by his side.

"The Jiang family, which has been brilliant for a lifetime, is about to die..." Everyone said so.

No matter how much his parents begged, he couldn't change his mind.

Once, he was sitting in the office, flipping through the books in his hand. It was a story that happened in the Republic of China. The roar of factories, and rickshaws everywhere.

He was attracted by the word "Sheng".

Jiang Cheng looked over, there was still an old black and white photo pasted there, a girl was sitting in a rickshaw. It's just because of the age, so I can't see it clearly.

Inexplicably, he felt that the girl in this photo looked a bit like her.

He laughed at himself, he actually had hallucinations.

Jiang Cheng put the book back, his eyes dimmed, and he looked out of the window silently.

There are flowers all over the yard.

"Jiang Cheng, I like growing flowers the most."

"Delicate flowers are for pity, aren't they?"

"In the future, the house I live in must be filled with flowers. You don't like keeping cats, do you?"

There used to be a little girl who always liked to pull his arm to act like a spoiled child, and then kissed his cheek.

Then he would laugh and reach out and rub her head.

Thinking, hasn't he always had a cat?

#From then on in March, the flowers are in full bloom, but the sun is not visible. #

This plane is over, and the next plane is about the Republic of China, (pseudo) orthopedics.

Ask for tickets QAQ