Chapter 467

"Yes, then wait." The shopkeeper turned around and entered a small door, and came out with a bouquet of red roses after a while, "Do you think this is okay?"

Yue Ya'er looked at the bouquet of roses, which were still blooming very well, with a few drops of water on them, "Very good, thank you."

"Do you mind if I ask why you want to buy roses?" the owner asked curiously.

"Because he has never died in my heart. He has only one identity in my heart. He is not a dead person, but a living person, and he is my husband."

Yue Ya'er paid the money and left the flower shop.

Yue Ya'er skillfully walked in front of Xian Yushu's tombstone, looking at such a young and handsome man in the photo, Yue Ya'er really resented this fate, why was it so cruel and didn't give people a chance.

Yue Ya'er took out a handkerchief from her bag, wiped off the dust in front of the Xianyushu stele, and solemnly put the bought flowers in front of the stele. Yue Ya'er caressed the photo on the tombstone with her hand, and the people who used to be sympathetic to each other are now separated by yin and yang. Yue Ya'er recalled the days before, tears fell uncontrollably.

"Actually, my life is not good at all, do you know?" Yue Ya'er sat in front of the tombstone and said to herself, "I really did not have a good life at all, you are too cruel, how could you treat me like this , leave me here alone, and let me live a good life, how can I live a good life, don’t you know that I can live a good life with your place. Or, if the person who died was me, would you live a good life? I miss you so much, and want to see you again."

Yue Ya'er finally couldn't control herself, and burst into tears in front of Xian Yushu's stele. No matter how strong Yue Ya'er was, she was always a woman who needed love and care.

Yue Ya'er cried for a while, and when she calmed down, she stood up slowly, looked at the photo again, turned and left.

After Yue Ya'er left, a person stood up from behind Xian Yushu's tombstone. Sitting at the place where Yue Ya'er had just sat, he picked up the handkerchief that Yue Ya'er had just left here.

After Yue Ya'er got into the car, she found that she had forgotten her handkerchief at the tombstone.

"John, wait for me a little longer, I forgot to take my handkerchief." Yue Ya'er quickly returned the same way. From a distance, Yue Ya'er saw a man sitting in front of Xian Yushu's tombstone.

Man, that figure is so familiar. Yue Ya'er thought, who could that be? Yue Ya'er was about to go forward, but unexpectedly the man ran away in a hurry.

Yue Ya'er got anxious and ran up too: "Hi, hello, who are you!" Yue Ya'er said loudly.

Unexpectedly, the man ran faster and faster, getting farther and farther away from Yue Ya'er, and disappeared after a while.

Yue Ya'er had no choice but to go back to Xian Yushu's tombstone, only to find that her handkerchief was gone.

"Who is that person?" Yue Ya'er found that things were not as simple as she thought.

Panting, Xian Yushu ran to the flower shop next to the cemetery to hide. "Since getting sick, it seems that I have never exercised so vigorously again." Xian Yushu thought, "I was almost found out just now. I was really too careless. Fortunately, I didn't make a big mistake."

"Excuse me, do you need anything?" The shop owner didn't speak when he saw Xian Yushu running in.

"Do you have roses here?" Xian Yushu suddenly thought that the roses that Yue Yaer gave her just now had not had time to take them away.

"Oh? It's really strange today. Just now there was a customer who also wanted to buy roses." The shopkeeper said.

"Is she a very beautiful lady?" Xian Yushu asked.

"Yeah, I couldn't help but ask her why she bought roses. What she said was really touching." The shopkeeper rubbed the corner of his eyes.

"What did she say?" Xian Yushu's heart contracted suddenly.

"She said that in her heart, the person she is going to worship has never died. In her heart, there will always be only one identity, not a dead person, but a living person, and her husband. Another infatuated person. ’ replied the shopkeeper.

Xian Yushu's lungs suddenly began to hurt violently, probably because of the violent exercise just now, Xian Yushu leaned against the wall, the sweat dripped on his face, and the clothes on his back were already wet, he walked slowly along the wall He slid down to sit on the ground, curling up to ease the pain.

"What's wrong with you, you, you? Are you okay? Can you still talk?" Seeing that Xian Yushu was getting weaker and weaker, the owner asked worriedly.

Trembling, Xian Yushu took out a business card from his pocket and said with the last of his strength, "Call him."

Qin Zhiwei looked at the flashing mobile phone,

"Hey, it's an unfamiliar number." Tan Zhiwei answered the phone, "Hello, hello."

"Hey, hey, I'm the owner of Sunshine Flower House. There is a man who fainted here. He gave me your business card."

"Hurry up and give me the address, I'll come over right away!" Tan Zhiwei became anxious when he heard that.

Tan Zhiwei drove there immediately after hearing the address, "Isn't this the place where his own tomb is? He must have met Yue Ya'er again by chance, really! It's too dishonest, and I don't want to think about my body, and I don't cherish it. He is very anxious!" Tan Zhiwei was muttering in the car, but he still stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

After a while, Tan Zhiwei found Sunshine Flower Shop and saw the owner supporting Xian Yushu on a chair, Xian Yushu had lost consciousness.

The shop owner saw someone coming, and knew by feeling that this was Tan Zhiwei on the business card, so he quickly waved him in.

Qin Zhiwei was carrying fresh jade trees and was about to go out when he heard the shopkeeper say, "Wait a minute." The shopkeeper ran to the back room and took out a bouquet of roses. You don’t need to give money, just treat it as me giving it to him.”

"Thank you." The owner helped Xian Yushu into the car, and Tan Zhiwei rushed out with a flick of the gas pedal.

Tan Zhiwei drove straight to Earl Clark's manor, thinking, "You must have nothing to do."

After Yue Ya'er returned home, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that things were strange. What happened to the strange man, the familiar figure from the back, and her own handkerchief?

Yue Ya'er lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. When she was in a daze, she saw Xian Yushu walking towards her, and when she was about to walk in front of her, she suddenly turned and ran away.

"Don't go, don't leave me!" Yue Ya'er yelled and woke up. Yue Ya'er clutched her heart, trying to calm herself down as soon as possible. After calming down, Yue Ya'er thought about why she had such a strange dream today. All the dreams in the past were things that happened before, and they were all things that Yue Ya'er missed in the past, but this dream has never happened before. what! what happened!

Yue Ya'er suddenly remembered that the figure of Xian Yushu turning around and running in the dream just now gradually overlapped with the figure of running away in the cemetery.