When she walked out of the school gate, she jumped into her sports car and drove away. Now she thought that it was July 11th in her mind. When she was a child, she only knew that her white horse was my word, and she said that his name was Yang, just like the hot sun in the bright summer.

Bingshui held his head and supported his car window and did not notice the cool blue convertible following the rear of the car in the reflector. Yingshui followed behind him quietly watching Bingshui's every move, but she felt inexplicably feeling guilty in her heart.

At this time, the car in front of me stopped in front of a flower shop. Bingshui walked out of the car and entered the flower shop. He walked out soon after, but there was a bouquet of star flowers in his hand. He drove forward again. After driving for a long time, he finally arrived at the destination. It was a clean and white cemetery. Ying's whole body shook. Then hesitated for a while and got out of the car and followed Bingshui quietly. Bingshui finally stopped in front of a tombstone with the words: Aiyang Tomb, the signature in the lower right corner is Xuexing Bingshui. Who would this person be? Will it make Bingshui so nervous?

Bingshui came to the tomb and slowly put the flowers in front of the tomb. He simply sat next to the tomb, leaning his whole body against the edge of the tomb, staring at the sad silver pupils casually. The whole person became fragile and soft, and murmured lightly and flutteringly.

"Yang...I'm here to see you...your Bing'er is here to see you. Are you happy? Today is your birthday...I forgot to buy cakes for you..." He said, "I'm going to make up for it next time, haha...Yang...I miss you very much...Do you know? After you left me, you thought I wouldn't fall in love with anyone, but God teased Xin'er~~ I fell in love with a boy named "Zero Fox Shadow", but in the end...he//The person who was hurt was himself...I hate him. So I decided to restore my identity and walk on this bloody road again. You... won't blame me, right? You will bless me, right? Yang..." Bingshui kept saying quietly to the grave, and tears fell endlessly and dripped on the stone ground and turned into water drops.

After a long time, the golden red sunset that was flawless and looked down on Bingshui, and Bingshui was nestled beside the tombstone like Jinjira who had been confused. Perhaps even Bingshui himself had not noticed that it was already very late, and the shadow next to the corner had been with him from noon to now. Listening to her chilling story, he felt a little distressed. He felt really sorry for Bingshui.
Chapter completed!