Chapter 723

If it wasn't for the tombstone, if it wasn't for Honglian, she really didn't believe that brother Yibai was lying in it. She sipped her lips and sat down. She didn't want to cry any more. Her tears had dried up.

The paper money at his feet is still very new, and the photo on the tombstone is very young. Song Jiuyue leans on it, looks at the sky for a while, his lips are dry, and finally looks down at the paper money on the ground.

"Honglian, things in this world are really strange. When I wake up, everything seems to have changed."

Red lotus did not speak, standing quietly on one side.

Song September suddenly remembers his dreams, remembers the waving in the snow, and then discovers that brother Yibai is really gone.

But in the thick fog, what did the other party want to tell her? She wanted to talk but stopped. It seemed that she had resisted some strong sadness, like a grand secret. Brother Bai didn't tell her, so she didn't know.

Song Jiuyue sat for a while. Her fingers were stiff and her body was stiff and cold. She was wearing a lot of clothes, but she felt cold. The cold came from her heart. No matter how she hugged herself, it was useless. Finally, her face was pale and fainted.

Red lotus knows that this person can't hold on for long, because the other party has just been a little bewitched. She sighs and holds the person. She sees the man walking slowly not far away. She doesn't speak. They just look at each other like that.

In fact, Fu Yan has been watching not far away. She thought she had made a fake person, but this person would not find out. After all, song September's head still has sequelae. If she doubts, she will tell her that it is sequelae, but she did not expect that Hong Lian would bring her directly.

He hugged song Jiuyue, held him in his arms, stretched out his fingertips and stroked the hair on her face, with some love in his eyes.

"It's unfair to let Chen Yibai lie here alone. I just think song Jiuyue has the right to know the truth."

Red lotus said such a sentence, light turned his head, looked at the picture on the tombstone, finally left here, walked to his car, he looked up, found that Fu Jinzheng holding song September, step by step down from the height.

At that moment, he felt that Fu Jin should be with song Jiuyue. He didn't even have the qualification to be jealous. Song Jiuyue had a place in his heart, and he was very happy.

He sipped his lips, got on the car, started the car and left here. Until now, he really accepted the fact that Chen Yibai was not here. That guy was still playing games not long ago.

With a bitter smile, things in the world are really up and down. At that time, how could they know that their time together would be so short.

Chen Yibai, I hope you are not alone

The sound of the car sounded slowly, he drove away from here, the car drove forward, no one could predict his future.

Fu Yan saw Honglian's back and didn't speak. She looked down at the person in her arms, put her in the co pilot's seat, stretched out her fingertips and scraped her nose.

"Song September, you are very happy, silly woman."

Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly turned red. The most important thing in his world is song September, but song September is not. There are Chen Yibai and Hong Lian in Song September. She is a philanthropist, but she can't say anything at all, because there is nothing to say about such a great love.

Start the car and slowly leave this place. Chen Yibai's tombstone is getting farther and farther away. Then a lively person really lies there. The things in the world are full of helplessness and unknown, heartbreaking and despair.

Song Jiuyue slept for three days. When he woke up, he was staring at the ceiling as if he had lost his anger.

When Fu Ji fed porridge, she opened her mouth mechanically, and no other sound could be heard in her ears. Finally, tears ran down the corner of her eyes.

Fu Yan took the paper, some distressed to her wipe up, and finally the person into his arms, slowly patted her back.

"Don't cry. Maybe Chen Yibai has already drunk Mengpo soup, crossed the Naihe bridge, and forgot who you are. In the afterlife, he has changed a pair of leather bags. He is a handsome young man, who is in love with others like flowers. He doesn't remember what happened in this life. Isn't that good? Song September, he doesn't want you to have a bad life. You said that you should be happy in the new year. "

Song September to he said so, the tears more severe, finally lying on his shoulder, crying, voice has become hoarse, like suddenly lost the whole world of children.

Fu Yan didn't speak any more. She patted her on the back quietly until there was an occasional whimper in her arms. Knowing that the man was asleep, she sighed and slowly put him on the bed.

I took the paper towel to dry the residual tears on her face. At last, I stared at her face quietly, bowed my head and gave a kiss. Then I stretched out my fingertips and rubbed the corners of my eyes.

This person must be tired these days, physically and mentally. He is also tired. It's time for both of them to have a good rest.

Thinking about this, I went to the bathroom to take a bath, and raised the temperature of the air conditioner, so I lay in bed.In the middle of the night, he heard the cry again and immediately picked up the person. He found that the other person didn't wake up. It should be a dream.

After patting her on the back for a while, the cry finally went down. A twinkle of heartache flashed in Fu Yan's eyes, and he hugged her tightly. He didn't sleep until the day outside slowly opened.

When song Jiuyue woke up, his eyes couldn't open at all. They were swollen into two peaches, and they were very red. Fu Yan was startled. He immediately took an ice bag and gave it to her carefully. Aunt Qiu also brought hot milk.

Song Jiuyue lowered his head and took a drink. The pain in his throat was relieved. Finally, he leaned on the bed and looked out of the window for a while before he spoke slowly.

"Fu Jin, I think you're right. Maybe brother Yibai has already drunk Mengpo soup and crossed Naihe bridge. He'd better not meet me again in the afterlife. It's really no good to meet me. I hope he comes from a good family, his parents love him, his beloved wife and finally his son. Thinking so, brother Yibai is much better off than me now Well, I'm sure I'll get a good one. "

Fu Yan didn't speak. Knowing that this man was cheating himself, she pursed her lips and rubbed her head.

Song September was silent for a while, put down the cup in his hand, and then he laughed.

"I'll burn two mobile phones for brother Yibai later. If you want to play games without cards, there are guns and ammunition. He said that he was bullied there, and he said it was boring. I think he likes games best, so I'll send them to him later."