Chapter 110 Seemingly ruthless but affectionate, seemingly affectionate but ruthless (End)

In the less than a month that Jiaoyang had left, they accompanied her to many places.

They saw the most beautiful sunrise, the most brilliant sea of ​​flowers, and appreciated the most romantic customs.

No one wants to monopolize her anymore, and no one asks her who she loves the most. In the world of five people, they live a peaceful and happy life.

"It should have been like this a long time ago, it should have been like this a long time ago..." Ling said jokingly more than once.

Once, when they were watching the sunset together, the red sunset glow in the sky shone on them.

She closed her eyes.

He walked very peacefully, without any pain. He was still smiling, as if he was asleep.

The Sheng family held Jiao Yang's funeral.

The funeral was very grand, and many people came to see him. There were even foreigners.

Mr. Sheng was left alone, but they often visited him.

After a while, he seemed to have come out.

"I had a granddaughter, her name was Sheng Jiaoyang," he always said proudly to outsiders.

As for them, no one mentioned that name again.

But no one can forget her

In March after that, Ling came to her grave and looked at the little girl smiling heartlessly on the tombstone.

A wry smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"I will give you the most luxurious wedding that belongs to us."

The promises I made are still fresh in my mind, but the big dream finally came to nothing.

Ling lowered his body, half-kneeling, and slowly placed the diamond ring he only had in his life in front of the grave.

When Huo Quci took over the Huo family, his temperament changed drastically. He was decisive and unkind. Anyone who mentioned his name would feel frightened.

The young master of the Huo family, Huo Quci, is a madman.

In the end, he will become a cold man like his father.

Han Shuqi's performance was particularly calm. He has been like this since returning to China.

He was in the room, looking through the photos of himself and the girl that he had taken overseas. Tears gradually accumulated in his peach blossom eyes, and he smiled happily.

He opened the drawer, cut his wrist with a razor blade, and then slowly lay back on the bed. The happiness stayed at that moment forever.

This time, he hoped he would never wake up again.

Jiang Cheng became a respected soldier. Everyone must show courtesy when meeting him.

His career was booming, but there was no other woman around him.

"The Jiang family, which has been glorious for a lifetime, is about to become extinct..." everyone said so.

No matter how much his parents begged, they could not change his mind.

Once, he was sitting in the office, flipping through the books in his hands. It was a story that took place in the Republic of China. There were roaring factories and rickshaws everywhere.

His attention was drawn away by the word "Sheng".

Jiang Cheng looked over and saw an old black and white photo posted there, of a girl sitting on a rickshaw. It was just because it was so old that he couldn't see it clearly.

He felt inexplicably that the girl in this photo looked a bit like her.

He laughed to himself that he was hallucinating.

Jiang Cheng put the books back and looked out the window silently with dim eyes.

There are a lot of flowers planted in the yard.

"Jiang Cheng, I like growing flowers the most."

"Delicate flowers are meant to be cherished, aren't they?"

"From now on, the house I live in must be filled with flowers. You probably don't like cats, right?"

There was once a little girl who always liked to hold his arm and act coquettishly, and then kiss his cheek.

Then he would smile and reach out to rub her head.

Thinking about it, hasn’t he always had a cat?

#From now on in March, the flowers will bloom and the sun will not be seen.#

This plane is finished, the next plane will be about the Republic of China, (pseudo) orthopedics.

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