Fan Liang looked at the shattered bronze mirror in front of him. His own face was reflected in each fragment. Each face showed a strange and different expression, including anger, resentment, unwillingness, and sadness...

"It's okay! Just back off!"

With one sentence, he stopped the knocking at the door. Fan Liang looked at the debris at his feet and murmured: "I know what you are thinking? You think I didn't go to you because I was greedy and couldn't bear to live like this. In fact,

No, like you and me, it will be easy for her to discover that if all this cannot be implemented, then what is the meaning of your death?"

Zuo Shi in the mirror didn't speak. He just looked at Fan Liang, watching every slight change in his facial expression. Finally, Fan Liang sighed: "Hua Sha is in Tiandu. She has never loved me in these years.

She always loves you! If you want this body, I’ll give it to you, I’m tired too!”

Tiandu suburbs

"Let me in." There was a noise outside the door. Jimo frowned and looked outside. Huaisha said in surprise: "It's Nuolang!"

Jimo was stunned and shouted at the Suo Zijun outside: "Let him come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man in colorful clothes twisting his body and entering the inner room.

"Princess..." Nolang had tears in his eyes, and he was very emotional just by wearing the sand in his arms.

Huaisha asked with a smile: "Aren't you following Mr. Wencheng? How did you know I'm here?"

Nolang moved out of the mansion alone after Huaisha got married. Although Huaisha arranged food and lodging for him, Nolang still had the courage to open an actor's hall by himself. Less than two years after the opening, Nolang met Tiandu.

The nobleman, Young Master Wencheng, fell in love with him at first sight. Later, Young Master Wencheng brought Nuolang back to Tiandu, where they stayed together.

"Nolang's fate is also good. There is someone who is willing to be with him despite the rumors!"

Huaisha still remembers that she cried so much that she was happy for him and sad for herself on the day she saw off Nuolang. Her life was only a few decades long, and the person she knew had already been buried underground!

"It was Kong Bo who came to find me!"

Nolang leaned against Huaisha aggrievedly.

"Princess! Why are you so stupid? He is just a dead person. Is it worth your life to fight him?"

Huaisha felt lonely in her heart. She didn't want to be like this, but when she heard the sound of "Huaisha" in the void, her mind was confused. That was the voice of Shidu. She still remembered that he always made love in the middle of the night.

Call her this lowly.

The stove was lit in the room, and neither of the two people talking could see a figure looking silently into the room through the sarong. His eyes were so nostalgic and greedy, like a traveler in the desert looking for water.

Suddenly there was a heavy weight on his shoulders, and Fan Liang turned his face sideways. In front of him was a face that had changed a lot due to vicissitudes of life.

"Master Hou, since you are here, let's go in!"

Jimo didn't know how Fan Liang found this place. He had to admire him for being extremely thoughtful. He knew that Huaisha had a problem with him, so he asked him to rescue her. But Jimo understood that for

Huaisha and Fan Liang have no malicious intentions.

"Forget it, maybe she doesn't want to see me!"

Jimo's eyebrows knitted together. He patted Fan Liang on the back, pointed outside the house, and whispered: "Let's go! Go drink!"

The small courtyard in Jimo is already located at the foot of the small foot. At this time, the sky is dry and cold, and it is still snowing. Jimo asked someone to heat some wine and Fan Liang sat in the courtyard. The two of them looked at the dark crowds in the distance.
Chapter completed!