As the setting sun chases the night, the western sky gradually changes from a large area of fiery red to dark blue, and time goes by

When Gu Liuying's three character outline appeared on the tombstone completely, several people could not help but close their lips.

Nanqiao's eyes moved to the tombstone beside him. It was the deceased of Fu's family name.

She said in a low voice: "Ryukyu star, will the children's graveyard be moved?"

Gu Liuxing shook his head, and the wind began to rise in her ears. Her voice melted into the wind, very cold and light. "I want to let the Fu family remember that they personally ended this young life."

South Bridge drooping eyes silent, nothing more.

Ye Xun patted her on the shoulder. At this time, the words were very weak.

After all the words were engraved, ye Xun took a look, and his eyes were red. He turned his head, took a deep breath, and tried to hold back the tears.

Useless mother

Maybe a cruel father is more suitable.

Nanqiao stares at the tombstone, his face is pale and transparent, and his hand touches his abdomen unconsciously, shaking.

Many years ago, she was accompanied by him, lying on the hospital bed. After she lost her child, he and she left unfeelingly

******

On the way back to Shengjing.

Ye Xun said: "if you don't want to go back to Shengjing, I'll take you to vent."

In those four years in the United States, Gu Liuxing's depression was very serious, his mood collapsed and he committed suicide many times.

The doctor said that she must learn to talk and vent. If she hides it alone, it will easily lead to a relapse.

So she started smoking and drinking, and only last year did she control it.

Gu Liuxing sat in the back seat with the window wide open and his head leaning against the seat. His long black hair was blowing with the night wind.

Her eyes were empty, looking at the rapidly retrogressive scene, and her small face was pale in the light of the road light.

The cigarette with slender fingertips flickers and light smoke lingers in the car.

Hearing Ye Xun's words, she said in a low voice, "go and have a drink."

She knows her physical condition, and... She's not sure that she can keep calm when she sees Fu Yanchen.

Nanqiao said in a voice, "I won't go. Put me at the door of the studio. Some things haven't been dealt with yet."

Ye Xun turned his eyes, "can't you deal with it tomorrow? Now the studio is getting better. You don't have to work so hard. "

Nanqiao silent smile, only way: "you take good care of Liuxing, don't let her drink too much, she will return to Shengjing."

Ye Xun didn't force her either. Well, he sent her to the studio first.

"Ryukyu, if you go to a bar, be careful of the reporters." South Bridge exhorted.

Gu Liuxing said, "don't be too tired. I'll take my baby to Los Angeles tomorrow. You'll have a good rest these days."

She also told her a few words, south bridge off, looking at the end of the car disappeared at the intersection, she turned.

However, when she saw the figure standing under the street lamp not far away, her body shape changed, and her originally ugly face became even paler.

Taking a deep breath, she continued to walk towards the building where the studio was located.

Behind him came the steady sound of footsteps. In a moment, the tall and long figure stood in front of him.

South Bridge face expressionless look up, looking at his contour pretty face, "what's the matter?"

Should Mu Yao deep Mou gaze at her, discover her unusual mood, frown, "just went where?"? What's the ghost like? "

Nanqiao turned his head with a smile. The radian of his lips made Ying muyao's eyes sink. He heard her say, "what's the relationship with you? Who are you? Why do you care about me?"

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