She'll stay with her mother in the hospital, won't she!?

As he walked, he asked, "is there any other suspicious person in her room?"

"No, Miss Rong didn't come out after she went in in the morning. But when she went to open a hotel, I saw her yawning all the time, as if she was very sleepy. Maybe she had been sleeping in it all morning."

Su Xian:

A few minutes later, he said, "follow me, don't let her find out."

……

Rong Mei came out in the afternoon. The weather in Rome was very good in the afternoon. Although it was winter, it was sunny and sunny.

After leaving the hotel, he drove all the way to a place.

Just on the way, she went to buy a bunch of flowers.

As the car moved out of the city, she stopped at a junction with the suburbs.

From a distance, this is a large cemetery.

The cemetery is surrounded by trees, displaying tombstones.

When the car stopped, she took out her bouquet of flowers, Lily and hyacinth.

And hyacinth's flower language: is the eternal memory.

Yes

The person sleeping here is her eternal memory.

……

Trees yellow, leaves fall, tomb keeper with a broom, not urgent, clean.

The sky is blue.

It's just cold.

A slender figure came up the steps. She was dressed in black and pink. She put one hand in her coat pocket and the other hand was holding flowers. Finally, she came to a tombstone and stopped there.

Rongmo just looked at the picture on the tombstone

I saw a young man in the picture, 17 or 18 years old. He had a beautiful face and a clean face. Every place was perfect and just right.

Gentle eyebrows, slender eyes, in that astringent student era, he is simply her youth.

Rong Mei looked at the photo, looked at it, and his eyes were slightly moist.

At last, she leaned down slowly, and chuckled Little monster, I've come to see you. "

She put the hyacinth in front of his tombstone, and then she squatted down on one knee.

His photos are green and beautiful.

Every time I look at it, she can't help but recall the past time.

It's just that for the first time, she couldn't take it.

At that time, as soon as she saw his tombstone, she collapsed. She knelt down directly and burst into tears. She did not give up holding his tombstone. As soon as she saw his photo pasted on the tombstone, where his ashes were buried, her heart felt heartrending pain.

I can't imagine that the boy I once loved was separated from her in that way.

Later, year after year, every time she came, her heart would touch. She would cry for him, and her dead heart would revive for his death.

Even - until now.

She didn't know if she would never get it, and would always love her, but she knew that she would never forget Su mubai, who was wearing school uniform, standing under the blue sky and white clouds, and the wind blowing up the young man's dark broken hair. He gave her a gentle smile, so dry and beautiful.

Beautiful she can only find in the memory.

I can't find those times.

Now.

"Little monster You know, I have a lover now, and I'm pregnant with his baby. We're really together... "

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