Chapter 1863

But now, Alai no longer, here has become a cold ward, empty and desolate people are afraid, even compared to the cold at the moment, once the twinkle and smile, a sound a face more sad.

Yin Shaolong is still the most calm, gently took a picture of Xiang Tianlai on the head of the bed, and whispered, "she is finally free."

No one responded, but Yin Shaolong said to himself again: "although she didn't say it, I know She sometimes hurts... "

At night, she would toss and turn in bed, unable to fall asleep, and often when it was morning, her breath gradually became even.

He also knew that she had secretly looked at him, and had helped him cover the quilt. Her steps were very light, but when she turned around, she was particularly straightforward.

Three days later, Lu Chuan held the funeral of Xiang Tianlai on the lawn outside a hotel. The sky was full of snow, and many people came with umbrellas.

Ye Fei and Lu An'an both appeared at the funeral site in a black suit. The two children also changed into quiet and low-key black clothes, black and white everywhere.

This time, there was no music and no cry. Even some people shed tears, but Alai's family and friends were very few, so even the tears were very few.

Ye Fei is holding a big black umbrella and quietly looks at the black-and-white photo of Alai in front of her. Chu Zheng has been standing not far away, looking at her anxiously.

She did not shed tears, on the contrary, she has always been very calm, every move with a real lady style grace and calm, as if that heart has been full of holes, but also because of this strong.

All the way, Alai.

Every funeral seems to mean the woman's rough life, such as dramatic turning point and wonderful, but also have to be tired of the twists and tribulations given by life.

Lu An'an was red eyed and quietly weeping. This was her first time to attend Xiang Tianlai's funeral and the first time she saw her die in front of herself.

Lu An'an turns to look at Ye Fei and whispers: "imperial concubine, is Alai really dead?"

Ye Fei gently put down her umbrella, and the big black umbrella was upside down in the snow. The clear snow in the sky fell on her face, bringing a touch of cold touch.

Ye Fei looked at the gray sky and whispered, "maybe She just went to another place. "

Lu an bit her lips and didn't ask again. Ye Fei asked her to help Luchuan receive some guests.

The guests are not many, but ye Fei didn't expect to see Ye Ting here.

Ye Ting is also wearing a black coat, with an umbrella, standing in front of Alai's picture, looking at her eyes are complicated.

Ye Fei walked to her side and stood still. Her eyes also fell on Alai's photo and said in a low voice: "she finally left."

Ye Ting's cheek muscles moved, one hand in the coat pocket, on the front of the incense, and then turned away.

When passing by with Ye Fei, Ye Ting stopped and said faintly, "I owe her."

Ye Fei's eyes were calm and did not respond.

Ye Ting also did not stop, Yangchang left.

She owes her, but she never regrets.

Ye Fei looked at the picture of Xiang Tianlai, and she gently picked up a smile. She was about to go forward and put on a stick of incense for her. She opened her mouth in a soft voice: "she Are you really dead? "

Ye Fei turned her head and saw that it was Li Xuan, wearing black sunglasses and a hat, as if to cover her whereabouts.