If she could have known earlier that he liked another woman, she would not have interfered in their emotional world.

After all, the source of the mistake was her.

She originally thought that after the divorce, she could make up for what she owed him, but she never thought that seeing him again would be like this.

"Shao Yan, I'm sorry. But I know that these three words are too late for you. I know you will not forgive me, and maybe I shouldn't ask for your forgiveness." Ning An's face was calm.

His expression was indifferent and pale.

She didn't wear makeup today, and her bare makeup looked haggard under the sun.

There are crystal water drops under the eyes, drop by drop.

From late at night to noon, she had been standing here for a long time.

"Shao Yan, I have nothing else to say to you. Take care." She lowered her head and lowered her eyelids.

There is a condensed sadness between his eyebrows that cannot be dispelled no matter what.

At this time, she knelt down and took out a small box from her coat pocket.

His fingers opened the box, and what was inside was nothing but their former wedding rings.

He put it on her, on their wedding day, with his own hands.

But after only wearing it for three days, he asked her to take it off because she didn't deserve to wear a wedding ring.

I have been angry, resentful, and sad, but now, I no longer have such strong feelings in my heart.

There is nothing more heartbreaking than death.

Song Shaoyan is gone, and all memories and past events have become a mirror.

She closed the box again and dug a small deep hole in the dirt next to the tombstone with her hands.

The dirt embedded in her nails was painful, but Ning'an didn't even notice it.

There was no expression on her face, she was just doing one thing over and over again...digging.

She didn't know how long it took before she buried the box deeply in the soil, along with her past love, obsession, and marriage.

The sweet and sour taste was gone, and her taste was as bland as boiled water.

The soil was covered again.

The man in the photo on the tombstone is still handsome, elegant and gentleman, but...it will always be frozen.

Ning An stood up, having squatted for too long. In an instant, the world was spinning.

She grabbed the tombstone and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mottled blood stains fell on the tombstone, and she collapsed on the ground in grief, her eyes blank.

"Shao Yan..." Ning An sat slumped, his thin lips slightly opened, and he still read his name.

It turns out that when someone is cut from the bones, the one who suffers the pain is himself.

However, this was probably the last time she cried for him.

They had loved, hated, and been hurt. After crying this time, they never had any entanglements again.

Ning'an's blood was stained on the tombstone, like a bright red flower from the other side, shining with frightening light in the sun.

After all...it has nothing to do with it anymore.

I don't know if it was because he had been squatting for too long, but Ning An's eyes were dizzy and he almost fell to the ground.

If she could do it again, she would choose to like him, but she would never marry him.

This marriage was a destruction, which destroyed three people.

Ning An stood up slowly while holding on to the tombstone.

Just then, she heard the sound of high heels, "thump thump thump", from far to near.

Under the dizzying gaze, Ning An looked not far away.

Although her eyes were dim and her head was dizzy, she could still clearly identify the person coming and looked back at the sound.
Chapter completed!