The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

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

The paper money at the foot is still very new, and the photos on the tombstone are also very young. Song and September leaned on it and looked at the sky for a while. His lips were dry. Finally, he looked down at the paper money on the ground.

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

Honglian did not speak, standing quietly on one side.

Song September suddenly remembered his dreams and the wave in the snow. Then he found out that he was really gone.

However, in the thick fog, the other party wanted to tell her what she wanted to tell her. It was like holding back some strong sadness, like a very grand secret. Brother Bai didn't tell her

, so she didn't know.

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

Honglian knows that this person can't hold on for long, because the other party has just been a bit bewildered. She sighs and holds the man. She sees the man walking slowly not far away. She doesn't have any words, so they look at each other like that.

In fact, Fu Tsai has been watching from a distance. Originally, she thought that she had made a fake person, and this person would not find it. After all, song Jiujiu still had sequelae in her head. If she suspected that, she would tell her that it was sequelae, but she did not expect that Honglian would bring her opposite side directly.

He took song Jiujiu and held it in his arms. He stretched out his fingertips and stroked the hair on her face.

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

Honglian said this. She turned her head and took a look at the photos on the tombstone. Finally, she lifted her feet and walked to her car. She looked up and found Fu Tsai was holding song September and came down step by step.

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

His lips pursed, got on the bus, started the car, and left here. Until now, he really accepted the fact that Chen Yibai was not there. That guy was playing a game not long ago.

With a bitter smile, things in the world are really ups and downs. At that time, how could they know that the time they spent together would become so short.

Chen Yibai, I hope you are not alone under the netherworld

The sound of the car slowly sounded, he drove away from here, the car to the front, no one can predict his future.

Seeing Honglian's far away back, Fu Tsai didn't speak. He looked down at the man in his arms, put her in the front passenger's seat and scraped the bridge of her nose with his fingertips.

"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 Honglian in Song September. She is fraternal, but she can't say anything at all, because there is such a kind of forbearance and great love.

Start the car and slowly leave the place. Chen Yibai's tombstone is getting farther and farther away. Then a lively person finally lies there quietly. The world is full of helpless and unknown, which makes people heartbroken and desperate.

Song and September this sleep, directly sleep for three days, wake up, the whole person as if lost vitality, staring at the ceiling.

Fu Tsai fed porridge, she opened her mouth mechanically, and could not hear other voices in her ears. Finally, tears flowed down her eyes.

Fu Tsai took the side of the paper, some heartache to her wipe up, and finally put the person into his arms, slowly patted her back.

"Don't cry. Maybe Chen Yibai has already drunk Mengpo soup and passed through Naihe bridge, forgetting who you are. In the next life, he changed a pair of leather bags and became a smart young man. He was in love. For example, he didn't remember what happened in this life, didn't he? In September of Song Dynasty, he doesn't want you to have a bad life. You said that the new year will be a happy one. "

From September to September, song's tears were even more severe. Finally, he fell on his shoulder and began to cry. His voice was hoarse, as if he had suddenly lost the child of the whole world.

Fu Tsai didn't speak any more. She patted her back quietly until she heard a whimper in her arms. Knowing that the man was asleep, she sighed and slowly put her on the bed.

He took the paper towel and wiped away the remaining tears on her face. Finally, he looked at her face quietly, bowed his head and kissed. Then he stretched out his fingertips and rubbed the corners of his eyes.This person must be tired these days, physically tired, also tired in the heart, himself, two people should have a good rest.

In this way, I went to the bathroom to take a bath and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner. Then I went to bed.

In the middle of the night, he heard the cry again, and immediately held the person over. He found that the other party did not wake up. It should be a dream.

After patting her back for a while, the cry finally subsided. A trace of heartache flashed in Fu Tsai's eyes and hugged her tightly. Until the day outside slowly opened, he didn't sleep.

When song woke up in September, her eyes couldn't open at all. She was swollen into two peaches and was still very red. Fu Tsai was shocked and immediately brought up an ice bag and applied it to her carefully. Aunt Qiu also brought hot milk.

Song Jiujiu took a sip, and the pain in his throat was relieved. Finally, he leaned on the bed, looked out of the window for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth.

"Fu Tsai, I think you are right. Maybe brother Yibai has already drunk Mengpo soup and crossed the Naihe bridge. He'd better not meet me again in the next life. If he meets me, there is no good thing. I hope he comes from a good family, his parents love him, and his beloved wife and son, and finally he has a son. In this way, Yibai's life is much better than I am now,

He is so good that he will have a good birth

Fu Tsai did not speak, knowing that this man was deceiving himself. She pursed her lips and rubbed her head.

Song Jiujiu was silent for a moment and put down the cup in his hand, which made him smile.

"I'll burn two mobile phones for my brother Yibai later. If I want to play games, there are guns and ammunition. He said that he was bullied over there and said it was boring. I thought that he liked games most, so I'll send them to him later."