The car drove to the gate of Lingshan cemetery.
Nanmuyuan couldn't stop a good car, almost braked and rushed directly to the cemetery where Kunta was buried.
When he ran to the high stairs, nanmuyuan looked at the front and finally stood up. All of a sudden, the man only felt his legs heavy.
Because he heard the cry of king Lin's love.
Nanmuyuan will never forget such a cry in his whole life. Once upon a time, a woman, in front of her lover's tombstone, cried with such sadness. It was the cry of blood, which reverberated in the empty cemetery for a long time.
South evening yuan finally walked up, came to King lin love behind, such a scene, he moved, uncomfortable.
He saw that she was holding her lover's tombstone, weeping, without saying a word, just like that, tearing heart and lung, moaning, tossing and turning, unable to hold on.
As if life from her body poured out a myriad of sad emotions, spread like the sea, spread her, and she tightly held the tombstone can not let go.
Shangguangkun tower black tombstone, cold, no temperature, women's boiling tears hit one by one on the top.
Nanmuyuan stood behind her, looking at her just holding the tombstone of Kun tower.
At that moment, nanmuyuan finally understood.
In this life, this woman will only love Kunta. Even if Kunta dies, she will never come back. This woman will always love him, love him, love him forever, until the end of her life.
Nanmuyuan does not want to disturb this sad moment. The couple are separated by Yin and Yang. At the moment, they embrace each other, the living woman and the dead tombstone.
King Lin's head of love, leaning against the name of shangguangkun tower, stroked the inscription on the tombstone over and over again - we have never forgotten you, we are waiting for you to go home.
It is the great love of a mother carved by Min Huixian.
Junlin loved to cry for a long time. She couldn't accept the separation between life and death. On that day, she was outside the door, knocking on the iron gate again and again, but he could not change his death penalty.
Her man was buried in the ground, never to come back, never to come back.
In the cemetery, the empty echo of women's crying, for a long time.
The girl's hand is holding the tombstone. On her ring finger is a pink princess square diamond ring, which says: Jun Lin AI, Shang Guangkun tower's wife.
Jun Lin loves to cry for how long, the South Twilight yuan accompany for how long.
Like the Qin and Jin Dynasties, in Junlin's silent love and firm love for Kunta, one of them could do nothing but guard silently and coax her to be happy.
It was fate and heaven, not any one of them, who separated her from Kunta in this magnificent love.
Nanmuyuan only felt heartache. The big brown bear stood behind king Lin love, and a man stood in the shadow of a dense evergreen tree in the cemetery.
Shang Xiang...
this month, Shang Xiang has been near the cemetery, because she knows that her daughter will always come to pay homage to Kunta.
They are her daughter and adopted son. They are in love.
Shang Xiang is waiting for this day. On this sad rainy night, she finally waits for this moment.
Rain patters, Shang Xiang face is full of rain, she looked at the king Lin from afar, love holding Kun tower tombstone crying, but did not move.
She is the one who knows the truth, but she is not willing to tell her daughter the truth.
Nanmuyuan stood behind, waiting for Junlin to cry a little, he came forward, left and right touch, but Leng is unable to find a piece of paper from his body, wipe tears for her.
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