Chapter 337 Delayed Love Is Too Cheap

Ye Anan was full of indignation. Seeing Shangguanyu walking towards Meng Xin's coffin step by step, there was Meng Xin's favorite relic in the coffin. Ye Anan thought he was going to do something crazy again, so she struggled hard, but she couldn't help it. The strength is too weak to break free from the hands of the man in black.

She could only watch Shangguanyu walk towards Meng Xin's coffin step by step, and Ye Anan's whole heart seemed to be thrown into a frying pan.

However, Shangguan Yu's footsteps did not stop in front of the coffin, but directly crossed the coffin and came to Meng Xin's portrait.

He took Meng Xin's portrait from the table. I don't know if it was Ye Anan's illusion, but he was so cautious, as if he was afraid that if he used a little more force, Meng Xin's portrait would be broken.

The man hugged Meng Xin's portrait tightly to his chest, and said in a low voice, "Xinxin, I'll take you home."

Before the man left, Meng Xin's coffin was taken away by the man in black, and none of the relics in the coffin fell to the ground.

Ye An'an looked at the back of the man leaving, feeling a little complicated.

She slowly raised her head to look at the sky, and a ridiculous thought suddenly came to her mind.

Perhaps Shangguan Yu also has feelings for Meng Xin.

However, Ye An'an didn't know how deep this feeling was.

Ye An'an only thought it was ridiculous and sad. If Shangguan Yu had feelings for Meng Xin, why did he treat her like that in the first place?
Not all pain can be healed.

With Meng Xin gone, Ye An'an had no reason to stay in this city anymore.

However, before leaving, she decided to meet someone, someone she hadn't dared to meet in the past few years.

The day before Ye Anan left, it snowed again in S City.

Ye An'an took a taxi, walked up the winding mountain road, and finally came to Nanshan Cemetery.

She put a bunch of bellflowers in front of Mu Ranxiu's tombstone, knelt down slowly, stretched out her hand and gently wiped the photos on the tombstone clean.

The black-and-white photo on the tombstone has turned yellow after day after day of rain and wind.

Ye An calmly looked at the small photo in front of her, and suddenly found that time did not seem to reduce her yearning for Mu Ranxiu.

"I thought I would forget you." Ye Anan smiled bitterly, "It seems that I still can't."

Tears rolled down the tip of Ye An'an's nose, Ye An'an wiped it carelessly, but couldn't wipe it off, "Mu Ranxiu, Meng Xin is dead."

"Is it true that everyone I care about will leave me one by one?"

Ye An'an tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, but found that it didn't help, so he simply let everything go.

"This is the last time I will see you, and I will never come back." This place was so heartbreaking that she never wanted to set foot there again.

"In the past three years, I have been thinking about what we would be like if you were still alive. Maybe we are married, and maybe we will have a baby. Every time I think about it, I feel very sorry and heartbroken. But, I Keep building up your mind. Keep telling yourself that a man's heart changes rapidly. You may dislike me in less than three years. We may have already parted ways. But what should I do, Mu Ranxiu, I would rather you I'm tired, dumped me, and want you to live on."

"Maybe you will say that I don't have back pain when I stand and talk. Maybe it is, who knows? Anyway... you are no longer here."

Ye An'an buried his face on the tombstone, and said slowly after a long silence, "Mu Ranxiu, I really miss you, I miss you so much."

 When I wrote these chapters, I was also quite uncomfortable.Dear friends, if you want to read the story of Meng Xin and Shangguan Yu, you can speak up.Also, I wish you all a Happy Singles' Day.

  
 
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