"Why?" Ye Chuqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled clearly, her eyes full of excitement: "Sister Mengjie and I can be regarded as friends. She has given me her blessing. I believe that we can both find our own happiness.

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Ye Nianmo looked at his innocent sister with a complicated expression. In the end, he did not say anything. He just hoped that his intuition was wrong.

Ding Yiyi fell asleep for a long time. When she opened her eyes, she found that the room was very dark. The heavy curtains blocked everything, making it difficult to tell the specific time.

She turned her still confused head, and all the memories rushed into her mind.

Aoxue's illness, the despair in her father's eyes, Qiubai's parents' scolding of her, all her thoughts were like a silent movie replay, in which she stood watching others grieve, wanting to cry but unable to do so.

Her heart was so tired. She stretched out her hand to cover her chest, feeling the beating in her chest. Suddenly, a little light entered her thoughts forcefully.

The halo grew bigger and bigger, and a person walked out of it. He looked at her with the gentlest eyes. He took her hand and left all the swamps of sadness, and sat on the wooden horse called happiness.

He kissed her and gave her the strongest arms, "Nian Mo." She whispered softly, and her body gained strength.

She got up and went downstairs, but the servant told her that only two hours had passed. She sighed, "Where is Nianmo?"

"The master said that if you wake up, go directly to the garage." The servant said.

"Go to the garage?" Ding Yiyi walked out the door with doubts. She followed the path she usually took to the garage, but found that today the path was filled with flowers on both sides.

Pink cymbidiums are in full bloom, and colorful calla lilies are close together. Suddenly, the field of vision becomes wider, and golden tulips flutter in the wind with a proud posture.

After walking a few steps, the pink and white first-class crown came into view, and a bee shuttled playfully among the flower stamens. It seemed that it smelled the pollen smell that Ding Yiyi liked more, so it flew to her side and circled a few times.

Ding Yiyi was among the flowers, her ears were filled with the whispering of the flowers, her nose was filled with the faint fragrance, and her eyes were filled with bright purples and reds.

The sadness was briefly cured at this moment, she smiled sincerely, and her steps became brisk.

At the end of the flower path, Ye Nianmo was leaning against the car, holding a book in his hand and looking through it. He raised his head when he noticed footsteps.

He motioned Ding Yiyi to get in the car with his eyes. There was a large bouquet of sunflowers on the car. Ding Yiyi was stunned and held the sunflowers in her arms.

"Where are you going?" As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was dry and uncomfortable.

Ye Nianmo took a bottle of water from the back seat, opened it, and handed it to her hand, "Temple."

The temple was deserted. A few secular monks in blue clothes were sweeping the thick sycamore leaves on the ground into a pile. As soon as they made a pile, the wind started blowing. However, they did not even frown and continued to wave their hands.

broom.

In the resting hall, Ding Yiyi put the sunflowers on the shelf under Qiu Bai's ashes, "I'm here to see you."

Ye Nianmo stood behind her. Knowing that she had something to say to Qiu Bai, he turned around and walked out. He paused after taking two steps, "Sunflowers only run after the sun."

It wasn't until the footsteps could no longer be heard that Ding Yiyi whispered: "Thank you," she looked up at the white ceramic ashes placed in the small cabinet. Qiubai's smile was faint, just like her character, capable and decisive.

"It was actually me who she wanted to hit to death that day," Ding Yiyi choked and looked at the person in the photo frame, "but it was you who lost her life."

She wiped out tears and continued: "Today I found that she had a mental illness. At that moment, I was confused. I didn't know what to do. I had been thinking about it because she was sick, so I did those things.
Chapter completed!