Chapter 1270 Past and present, only love never diminishes (2)

Si Yan sniffed, thinking of what she saw and heard at that time, she couldn't help but giggled.

Xiang Yan was puzzled, looked at her distressedly, said "Yan Yan" happily in a low voice, but couldn't say the next word.

Si Yan suddenly turned around to face him, stretched out her hands to hold his chin, and said curiously and depressedly: "How do I know that you are so thick-skinned that you randomly carve words on the tombstone without my consent."

"Then what did I engrave?" Xiang Yan asked her softly, but he knew in his heart that it was him and not him.

No matter how good that person was, he didn't protect her, leaving only remorse and regret.

In this lifetime, with him sheltering Si Yan from the wind and rain, such a thing will never happen again, Si Yan is no longer alone, and she will never be so lonely and disappointed again.

Si Yan curled her lips, and said angrily: "Who is your lover, what kind of lover Si Yan are you writing, and domineeringly added the word 'widow' in front of your own name, whoever is the widow, I will No consent!"

"A widow?" Xiang Yan murmured, "It's good to be a lover, it's good to be a lover!"

Sure enough, he still loves Si Yan, it's just that he didn't protect enough, so so many things happened.

Si Yan nodded, and said in response: "Yes, widow, I think Lan Shilang and the others must want to laugh at you. They didn't confess, propose or get married, but forcefully included me in your family tree. !"

Xiang Yan's face softened a lot when he heard it, and he just said: "He dare not!"

Even if Lan Shilang really had some thoughts, he didn't dare to say them in front of him.

Si Yan smiled, thinking that Lan Shilang really didn't dare, so he just complained, other things were naturally carried out by Shu Fan.

"After that?" Xiang Yan asked, he didn't want to hear about Si Yan's pain, but he couldn't help wanting to know, he wanted to know about his incompetence and deep affection, why could Si Yan feel guilty so far.

Si Yan pursed her lips and thought for a while, then said in a low voice: "After that, Lan Shilang went home angrily because of you, Shu Fan asked Lin Jie to take someone to find Si Qin and Anya, and Yi Yao ..."

"What happened to Yi Yao?"

"At that time, you were much more romantic than now. I just remembered now. You never gave me any flowers in a serious manner, not even a bouquet! But you gave it to a dead person, no, to a tombstone. A flower house does not allow the surrounding soil to be moved, but Yi Yao is so worried that he summoned dozens of bodyguards to find a way together."

Xiang Yan couldn't help but feel ashamed when he heard that, he was chasing Si Yan and fell in love every day, but every day seemed to have passed for many years, and he didn't send flowers... This was his mistake.

"My dream is not complete, but I know that I wore a wedding dress and a ring, and we took wedding photos, right here in this bedroom!" Si Yan smiled wryly. The difference between the dresses and her wedding dress in the photo...

Xiang Yan's heart throbbed suddenly, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Then what do I look like when I put on a dress for you, and what do you look like when I wear a wedding dress for me, isn't it beautiful?"

He knew in his heart that Si Yan said that he couldn't see her, and this was always a story of two worlds.

In Si Yan's world, there is only herself, and everything else is just like a movie playing back to her.

But in his world, there are car accidents, rainy days, wedding dresses, and tombstones, but there is no dialogue, not even a word.

(End of this chapter)

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