Shen Xiaohua's step just stopped for a moment, then hurried forward, and never gave himself the chance to leave.

That's enough. That's enough.

She hugged Tuo Ba Nian and quickened her pace, eager to leave the place.

Unconsciously, the eyes are warm, and the vision is gradually blurred.

She was still moving on without knowing her destination.

Tuo Ba Nian woke up from her bumping. She didn't cry wisely. She rubbed her eyes and saw the man who had just held her behind her. She looked at Shen Xiaohua doubtfully, "mother..."

She went to touch Shen Xiaohua's face and found a water stain on her hand. Her childish voice was puzzled: "my mother is crying..."

Shen Xiaohua just hugged her, did not make any abnormal action, quickly inserted into the stream of people.

By the lake, Xiao Ziyan's outstretched hand seemed to be frozen in the air. The back of the woman's leaving was reflected in her eyes, and she disappeared completely in her sight.

She just left.

She really forgot him.

Forget, clean.

"Poof -" a mouthful of blood gushed from the corner of his lips.

Xiao Ziyan covered his heart, but the pain was like a big palm pinching his heart and rubbing it. That kind of pain almost choked him, and the pain of squeezing came from all the viscera.

"Yee, Yee..." Wang Meng rushed up and held him.

No matter how Wang Meng asked him, his eyes were still fixed and focused on the front. It seemed that if he looked like this, the woman's figure would appear again

But, in vain.

Finally, he fell down. His heavy body was heavily planted on the green stone floor. The bright stars came into his eyes, and the noisy Lantern Festival was still in his ears. But his heart was lonely and cold, which was out of place with all this.

Wang Meng asked him if he was so reluctant to take it back.

No matter what kind of Princess she is, no matter whether she has a daughter or not, as long as she is around.

He laughed bitterly.

To seize?

How can he win?

She is now living in a honeypot. She has a husband who loves her and a lovely daughter. She knows how peaceful and beautiful her life is just from the tranquility she exudes.

But what about the things he did?

Which is not to her world covered with a layer of darkness, which can let her clean forget? Which woman can forget?

A broken mirror cannot be restored.

It was he who pushed her away and killed her soul.

He was her executioner.

She's gone, she's dead. Now that she's alive, it's also the kindness of others. Even if he forcibly takes her back, how can he keep her beauty?

Why doesn't he want to be with her?

But he was so mean and evil that he had lost the qualification to look up to her.

Xiao Ziyan lying on the ground laughing, raised his hand to cover his eyes, dare not look at the stars.

He thought that he had died three years ago and would not disturb her any more. But at this moment, he was on the opposite side of her peaceful ground. Seeing her leave peacefully, he was still in agony. In the corner of his heart, he still hoped that she could look back at him, even if it was just a faint glance.

Let him have a chance to say to her: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong..."

He knew that he was wrong. He wanted to ask her to look at him more. Even if the price was death, he would be as happy as rain.

But he was not willing to disturb her any more