A drop of crystal tears rolled in her eyes and fell on the steaming plum blossom cake.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

After taking one bite of the originally sweet cake, I couldn't swallow it.

There was nothing everywhere, and she just sat on the steps, motionless.

Her hair covered half of Ye Jiaqi's face. She lowered her head and her lips were pale.

She thought, she suddenly understood a word——

Depend on each other for life.

With the stem of the plum blossom cake stuck in his throat, Ye Jiaqi covered his face, and large drops of tears fell down like continuous rain.

In the empty alley and on the steps, she burst into tears.

The cries echoed, like drums in the evening and bells in the morning, one after another.

The long alley, the dim sky, the old houses.

Time has not passed yet and people have dispersed.

Ye Jiaqi covered his face, his shoulders twitched, and there was bitterness in his throat.

In the middle of winter, the cold wind blows everywhere.

In the whole world, she was the only one left sitting alone on the steps, not knowing the time, warmth or warmth.

The lonely shadow lengthened and fell lonely on the steps.

Ye Jiaqi's painful cries were heard everywhere, and it was particularly sad when heard in the empty alley.

There was only one poem lingering in her ears——

"Everything will go wrong if we go through the Chang Gate again. If we come together, we will return differently."

We came together and returned home differently.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were swollen, and her heart felt like a huge stone was pressing down, making it impossible for her to breathe.

Pain, sharpness, depression.

Breathing becomes difficult.

The huge stone sinking deep in her heart was much more painful than she imagined.

The light in his eyes was disappearing little by little, and his constricted pupils seemed to have lost focus, becoming scattered and distant.

The plum blossom cake in his hand gradually became cold, and Ye Jiaqi's face was filled with tears.

It's getting late.

When the last ray of light in the sky was swallowed up, she stood up from the steps with her tired body.

She was walking aimlessly, her face looking very pale.

Walking out of this alley, you have to cross an empty road to get to the nearest bus stop.

She actually didn't know why she came here today, it seemed like it was just because it was quiet here.

Here, it's like an isolated island in the noisy capital city.

It was so quiet that there was no anger at all.

It was getting dark, and Ye Jiaqi got on the bus and rushed home.

Qiao Chengfan and Huo Jingyi should have a lot of fun.

Huo Jingyi used to call him little kid and liked to tease him. Now he always laments to her that the little guy is so pitiful.

Yes, poor little one.

Huo Jingyi also told her that he had made it up before saying that Chengfan's mother died at a young age. In fact, he didn't know who Chengfan's mother was.

Ye Jiaqi thought for a long time but couldn't figure out who and where Qiao Chengfan's mother was.

Because in those twelve years, she had never seen Josnian bring a woman back to live with him.

I used to think it was Fang Ya, but now it seems it's not.

Fang Ya has a bad heart and cannot get pregnant.

Is Josnian also a person who shows mercy? The little guy's mother is a mystery.

Maybe dead, maybe still alive.

Also, now that Josnian is gone, will her heart be taken away and given to Fang Ya?

There were many questions that Ye Jiaqi couldn't figure out.

She didn't want to think about it anymore and sat down on the bus with her head propped up.

It's pitch dark outside and it's really remote here.

When they arrived at the station, Ye Jiaqi walked down with his bag on his back.

She walked along the same path as before, but for some reason, she always felt like someone was following her.

With a sigh of relief.

She quickened her pace.
Chapter completed!