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Under the flower shop owner's increasingly weird gaze, Huangfu Yu suddenly took out the Wishing Bottle, and asked softly: "This bottle, is it yours?!"

The owner looked at it seriously, and finally nodded his head and said, "Yes! This bottle is indeed ours! Look, there are a lot of them! "

Huangfu Yu looked over, and sure enough, he saw a different type of bottle in a small square, there were two different bottles inside.

Pursing his lips, Huangfu Yu asked again: "Then do you still remember the person who bought this bottle?!"

The boss's expression immediately turned serious. "I remember!" she said.

Huangfu Yu suddenly stopped talking, and only lowered his eyes to look at the bottle in his hand.

While pruning the flowers and plants, the owner asked softly, "Who are you to that lady?! That day, when I saw that she was not looking well, I cried and asked if she could have two bottles, and I saw that she was pitiful and nodded in agreement. She seemed to like flowers and plants very much, and kept asking me about the flowery words I put in the bottle. She picked very carefully, until she picked the flower, then she was satisfied. "

Huangfu Yu listened quietly and did not say a word. Suddenly, he asked in a low voice: "What are the flowery words used by the clock flower?"

The boss turned his head to look at Huangfu Yu, smiling brightly, she said: "A very warm sentence: Love by your side!"

"…" Huangfu Yu's fingers tightened abruptly as he held onto the bottle with all his might.

When he turned around to leave, the boss asked again, "Who the hell are you to her?!"

Huangfu Yu stopped and turned his back to the owner, not knowing how to reply.

The owner did not investigate further, but walked to Huangfu Yu's side and said: "She seems to be in a particularly bad mood, especially sad. That's right, she said her three-month-old baby was gone. To a woman, losing a child was indeed extremely painful. However, when you go back and tell her to knock her baby's ashes into the bottle and stick it in the clock flower, they will be able to stay by her side forever and protect her. You told her not to be sad! "

When Huangfu Yu heard these words, his ears suddenly rang with a "Weng ~" sound, as though he was unable to believe his own ears, and thus he muttered to himself and asked: "What do you think is in this bottle?!"

"She said it was the ashes of her three-month-old baby!" The boss answered honestly.

As for Huangfu Yu, his entire body could not help but lightly tremble and tremble. His entire body's blood seemed to have become still and motionless, and his heart was also hanging high in the air.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the snow-white ashes in the bottle, as well as the clock flower wrapped around by the ashes. He clearly wanted to laugh, but it turned out that the child and she had always been by his side. But he cried.

Huangfu Yu walked out of the flower shop aimlessly, as if he had lost his soul, and unknowingly arrived at the entrance of Su Jingya's small apartment building. He raised his head to look, and saw that the window was still tightly locked.

The house, perhaps because no one lived there for so long, was filled with echoes.

Huangfu Yu stood at the door and looked at the pitch-black house that seemed dark and cold. His heart suddenly tightened, and when he released it again, it was already dripping with blood.

He slowly walked in, his steps very light.

From entering the house to her bedroom, it was unknown if Huangfu Yu was hallucinating or if it was due to some other reason, or if Su Jingya couldn't bear to part with him, so her soul had been following him the entire time.

He could actually see her busy cooking dinner in the kitchen, her long black hair swaying gently with her movements, very gentle, very skilled, very serious.

Huangfu Yu stood at the entrance of the kitchen and quickly stepped forward. He wanted to embrace her from behind, but … He could hug her no more than the cold air.

Standing in the kitchen and looking at all the equipment, they were all decorated in a manner that she liked. Huangfu Yu suddenly thought of the small apartment that they bought for Su Jingya five years ago, the noodles that he cooked for her, and the countless of dishes that she had prepared for him in the Imperial City …

But most of the time, he wouldn't eat on purpose and would happily watch her disappointed and sad expression. He was looking for revenge. Feel.

Thinking about the dinner that she helped him prepare, suddenly, don't even think about eating the food she cooked, Huangfu Yu looked at the fridge at the side.

The interior was empty. Other than a plate that was sealed with a fresh film, it was still moldy from the meal and had not finished eating the Red Braised Meat.

Without taking the chopsticks and losing his usual dignity and elegance, he slowly squatted down, and as if he was holding a precious treasure, he slowly removed the protective film from his body. Then, he used his fingers to stuff the moldy and smelly Red Braised Meat into his mouth.

A rotten stench spread inside his mouth, but Huangfu Yu seemed to have lost his sense of taste, he was unable to taste the stench of the Red Braised Meat at at all.

He said: "Le Le, other than being a little salty, it's the most delicious Red Braised Meat I've ever eaten."

He stuffed the pieces into his mouth one after another. As Huangfu Yu smiled, unknowingly, his face was covered in tears.

He sat on the sofa in the hall and watched her favorite Korean dramas. He listened to her favorite music and then, like a madman, slowly explained his experiences after watching them.

For the entire afternoon, Huangfu Yu wandered around the small apartment. After it got dark, he went to her bedroom.

The room was messy and filled with dust.

He fell heavily onto the bed, but could clearly smell the fragrance that belonged solely to her.

Huangfu Yu closed his eyes, immediately feeling sleepy.

In the Imperial City, when she had left, he had been infuriated and made the Aunt Yun change everything she had touched. As long as she was still breathing, everything had been cleaned up and he could no longer find or sense her presence in the Imperial City … These were the traces of his existence.

Now, in her apartment, in her bed, he felt it. Smelling it, he felt sleepy, as if she were still beside him, and the smell was like invisible knives, fiercely cutting his insides.

His breath hurt.

He was in so much pain that he wanted to cry.

Huangfu Yu had not slept properly for almost a month so it wasn't easy for him to fall asleep but in his dreams, it was all Su Jingya.

She looked like she was when she was young, like she was ten years ago, like she was five years ago, like she was a month ago …

It gathered into a movie and played through his mind. He woke up with a heavy heart. The moment he opened his eyes, he seemed to see a small figure by his side. He reached out to hug her, but he couldn't.