Chapter 1475

Yin Shaolong's face was pale, his hands clenched into fists on his side, and two lines of clear tears rolled out of his drooping eyes.

"She will never come back, will she?"

The man opened his mouth in a soft voice. She turned her head and looked to one side. She couldn't bear to look again.

Su Mo Han slightly raised his head, indicating that Chu Zheng would take him away.

Chu Zheng took up his gun, but Yin Shaolong retreated to avoid: "I want to stay here, I want to accompany her here."

Chu Zheng looks at Su Mo Han and doesn't seem to know what to do. Su Mo Han frowns, but doesn't stop him.

Sad music can't help but cry again.

Yin Shaolong didn't make any more trouble. He just stood in front of the spirit throne like a wooden man. He had been looking at the black and white photos of Xiang Tianlai. There was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and the tears rolled down his throat.

The guests recovered as usual. Ye Fei looked at Su Mo Han and said in a soft voice, "are you ok?"

Su Mo Han gently took her into the arms, chin against her forehead, whispered: "thank you."

Thank you for giving me a chance to cherish you

Ye Fei's eyelashes trembled and hugged him gently.

Although many things have been simplified, they are still quite a lot. After a while, ye Fei was a little bit unable to raise her spirits. She was worried that her addiction would break out, so she left the matter to Su Mohan.

Looking up at Yin Shaolong, he looks like a pine, standing there rooted.

Not far from his side, Ye Ting has been keeping a proper distance, but her eyes are constantly moving in the photos of Yin Shaolong and Alai, sometimes full of heartache and sometimes deep jealousy.

Ye Fei can't help but raise a sneer, if only she could always find her own place.

During this period, Alai will suffer less pain, less twists and heartache.

Ye Fei got up and went to Yin Shaolong. She looked at Alai's funeral hall with him. After a long time, she said in a low voice, "would it be very hard to attend two funerals in succession?"

Yin Shaolong blinked his eyelashes and dropped his eyes without saying anything.

"If time could go back and you could choose again, what would you choose?"

Yin Shaolong opened his thin lips and said in a soft voice, "if I can do it again, I just want to have a good life with her."

Ye Fei gently raised the corner of her mouth, looked at the photo of Alai, and whispered in her heart: Alai, have you seen it? He loves you after all.

Even if, this love comes some late, awakens some late, but if you know, certainly will be happy?

Yin Shaolong's eyes are dense again. If he can come back, he will forget Shen Ning Xin and tell her at the first moment that he has fallen in love with her unconsciously.

Just, if, after all, it's just if.

In the human world, not all the awakening is just right, and not all the repentance is in time. Not all the love in this world is just right, and not all happiness can blossom and bear fruit.

It was he who destroyed all this. He was stupid.

"So, are you admitting that you love someone? Is it Alai?" Ye Fei spoke again.

Yin Shaolong's eyes showed a trace of bitterness: "I don't know when my love will start, but when I wake up, I'll never have a chance to tell her in person..."

Ye Fei showed a slight smile, and her face turned pale. She asked again, "Shen Ning Xin and Alai, who will make you more painful?"