Let her give up Tang Jingyun?

Impossible. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

"What do you mean?" Xin Wan's eyes were red, and she glared at Song Tiantian, who was kneeling in front of the tombstone, and asked almost through gritted teeth.

"It's literal."

"Song Tiantian, he is your enemy, and their Tang family doesn't want to see you, why do you want to be bored and wrapped up in your face? It's a relief for everyone that you're divided! ”

Xin Wan is always like this, and her words seem to be good for her everywhere, but God knows how deeply she hurts her every time she says these words.

"He is not my enemy, he is my lover, we are separated, and it is you who are narrow-minded as elders, who are good for everyone? No, it's just good for you. Song Tiantian had never complained about this in front of Xin Wan before, but now, she couldn't hold back any longer, "Why do you want to involve your hatred on us?" ”

Her Tang Jingyun, her thoughts, she just wants to love them well, that's all.

Xin Wanqi's whole body trembled.

Song Tiantian's words were straightforward**, poking at people's backbones, and Xin Wan was blocked by her so that she couldn't say a word.

"Kneel, you kneel for me in front of your father's tombstone, when will you figure it out, when will you come to me again!" Xin Wan's poignant voice sounded particularly strange and abrupt in this quiet cemetery.

She turned and left.

And Song Tiantian was still kneeling in front of the tombstone.

She didn't have to kneel, because she was right, but she didn't know where she was going now, so she didn't get up, and knelt in front of the tombstone as if she were masochistic.

She stared at the black-and-white photograph with a pair of dark eyes that were dull, like a pool of stagnant water.

"I'm sorry." She said a little sneeringly, "I don't want to give up on him, I know, he won't harm you, if you have a spirit in heaven, please, bless us." ”

The weather was gloomy and it seemed like a heavy rain was coming at any moment.

The cool wind was blowing, and it made her feel cold.

First there was a burst of lightning, then a burst of thunder, and the bean-sized raindrops smashed on her body like beads with broken threads.

Song tilted his lips into a smile of unknown meaning.

She wanted to stand up, but found that she didn't know if it was because she had been kneeling for a long time, her knees were congested, her legs were a little weak, and her body was only a third straighter, but because of the pain, she squatted on the ground again.

She couldn't straighten her legs at all.

After struggling again and again, she simply gave up and simply sat down on the ground, thinking that after the pain had subsided, she would walk again.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and she sat like a fool in the rain and fog, messy and embarrassed.

The temperature dropped a lot, and the thin skirt couldn't keep out the cold at all, and she wrapped her arms around her thin body, shivering from the cold......

She raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eye, not knowing whether it was rain or tears.

She buried her head in her body, physically and mentally exhausted, and just when she thought she was going to die in this cemetery, a pair of shiny black leather shoes appeared in front of her......

She paused.

I wanted to look up, but I didn't dare.

[Thank you for the wind in February, listen to the sound of drizzle, Princess Ahri, note the lonely life, and reward the book coins of the person you like]

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