The sun was like fire, and everything was golden in front of her. Tang Xin's smile was also very bright.
however, as time passed, the sun dimmed and the sky turned gray, just like her mood.
pei qiqi stood there, the wind blowing on her face. her voice was very low, " tang xin, every time i go home and walk downstairs, i'm always very excited. i always feel that you might be waiting for me at the door. "
that was why she didn't want to come over and face this reality.
But no matter how unwilling he was, Tang Xin was no longer there.
She closed her eyes and didn't dare to think about what Tang Xin was like when she left, just like how she didn't dare to think about her child when she lost it. Was the child in pain? was he reluctant to leave this world?
Are you unwilling?
He stood there blankly and looked at Tang Xin's photo. The bright color slowly turned gray-white ...
