"Aluo... hurry up, hug me well... hug me tighter..." Ding Jiaqi attached to his ear and said anxiously.

Yin Luo hugged her tightly and buried her face in her neck. Although it was a bit unexpected, the ending was good.

The thin kiss fell on her hair, forehead, cheeks, and the delicate red lips, tossing and turning, sucking, greedy, and longing.

Ding Jiaqi climbed on his broad shoulders and took on his passion and desire.

Yin Luo got up, sat down beside the bed, and hugged her on his lap.

"It makes you suffer." He lowered his head, kissed her little mouth, and said to her.

Ding Jiaqi leaned against his chest and clearly heard the powerful heartbeat in his chest. Then she felt real. Her eyes were tightly closed and she refused to open them, fearing that this time she opened them would be just a dream.

"Tell me all one by one... how did you get ashore after jumping into the sea and how did you survive..."

Yin Luo took a deep breath, but in fact he didn't want to say it too clearly, for fear that he would say it too clearly. Ding Jiaqi probably wasn't as docile as he is now...

"What are you hesitating about? Why don't you say it quickly?"

She moved her body, her head slightly inward, and her lips pressed against his chest, as if this was the most comfortable position, surrounding his neck, as if she was sleeping lightly, as if she was waiting, and as if she was greedy for this warmth.

Yin Luo looked at her, "I have told Shi Rong before... No matter whether Hua Ye is embarrassed by you or not, jumping with Hua Ye is something I have decided on, but I didn't expect... you have such a temperament."

"You have decided...Alo, when will you decide with me, not yourself."

"sorry."

"You are no longer alone. Can you think about me before making a decision?"

Yin Luo kissed her chattering mouth and continued, "Nothing is the case."

If there is another next time, Ding Jiaqi can't bear it no matter how strong she is.

"Then what?"

"If I survived by chance, I would find a way to remove the poison. If I don't have that luck..."

Ding Jiaqi pursed her lips tightly, opened her mouth and bit the dark red pearl on his chest.

Yin Luo gasped.

He looked at her helplessly and dotingly, knowing her dissatisfaction.

"I still have luck. Luck lies in the fact that before jumping into the sea, Hua Ye took out the mother Gu on his body. Zi Xiu came in time, and you..."

Yin Luo fell silent.

Ding Jiaqi reached out and hit his chest, "I just fainted, right?"

Yin Luo smiled slightly, then nodded.

Ding Jiaqi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, glared at him, and then continued to close her eyes, "Continue to say."

"Zi Xiu sent someone to pick me up. Hua Ye is equivalent to a traitor from Chimen. When dealing with the traitor, Zi Xiu will not be ruthless. He wants to kill Hua Ye, but after I persuaded him, he only cut off one of Hua Ye's arm."

Flower Night...

"Where is she now?"

"Die." Yin Luo said lightly, "Short after she and I left City A, she died, and she died of excessive physical weakness. It may be because of the cut off one arm, or because of the raising of the insects."

Ding Jiaqi took a deep breath, "She deserves the guilt."

"Yes, she deserves it."

Even before her death, she refused to reveal any way to remove the Gu, but said to him in disappointment, "I know you will come to accompany me soon."

"What did you do with her body?"

"Sent to the crematorium." Yin Luo said lightly, "There will be someone there to deal with it."

"I thought you would send her back to her original place."

Yin Luo sighed, "If I had such a kind heart, things would not have developed to the same level as I did at that time."

"Things like Gu insects..."

"Don't worry, there will be no more." Yin Luo smiled slightly, knowing that she was still scared, "There is only one flower night in this world."

One flower night is enough to make them die several times. If there are a few more...

"Alo..."

"kindness?"

"Three and a half years...how can you resist it?"

“…”

"How can you resist coming to see me?"

Yin Luo took a deep breath, "Compared with your life, three and a half years are nothing, right?"

"No, three and a half years, it's too long..." Ding Jiaqi sniffed and rubbed against him again.

"I'm sorry, I will compensate you, I will really compensate you."

"Okay, I'll wait. What else? After you come again, you will find a way to detoxify the poison. After that, you will..." Ding Jiaqi's fingers touched his wound.

Yin Luo nodded slightly.

Ding Jiaqi took a deep breath, stopped talking, leaned in his arms, listening to his heavy breathing and vigorous heartbeat.

Forget it, she didn't care about anything, didn't care whether he was going on his own, didn't care about him lying to herself, nor did she care about his rash appearance...

Because of resentment, annoyance, and anger, all the emotions of all these things are not as good as the touching feeling in her heart when he stood in front of her and held her in his arms.

Yes, she was moved.

Everything he did was for her, to give her a promised future.

For three and a half years, she believed that he must have missed himself as much as she missed him, and that he must have dreamed of his heartache as painful as her at midnight.

He used to be a killer, and she used to be an arrogant and domineering female journalist.

It was because they met each other that they experienced such unforgettable things.

There is no regret, no complaint, no regret, no anger, and only the feelings and touching of them every minute and every second.

All there is only flowers blooming on the road, holding your own hands.

For Ding Jiaqi, Yin Luo is enough like this, from a cold-blooded and ruthless killer who doesn't know what love is to a man who is now enduring humiliation, knows love, knows pain, and is full of emotions and desires.

For Yin Luo, Ding Jiaqi is enough, from a young reporter who always goes to the end, has extreme emotions, and dreams of freedom to become a good wife and mother who can tolerate, bend, stretch, and dare to love and hate.

They seemed to have changed a lot for each other, but they never wavered themselves at all.

From beginning to end, they are following the path they insist on, they pursue the love they firmly believe in, they do not care about how many difficulties and obstacles there are in front of them, and how many people have cursed their happiness.

This is the love between two people and the happiness of a family, and they persevered.

The road is very difficult and steep.

But just like the truth of the world running.

The journeys I have experienced are difficult to remember, the easy to forget, the love I have been in, the difficult to remember, the easy to forget, the mountains I have climbed, the difficult to remember, the easy to forget...

Their love, identity, status, background, living environment, beliefs, and things in their dealings have not stopped them from falling in love.

They are willing to take a step back and then take another step forward to love this one. Find the standard that can be embraced with each other.

Love means love.

It has nothing to do with being at the train station entrance or at the press conference, and has nothing to do with being early or late.

They just took the right look in constant quarrels and discovered the other person's goodness in constant quarrels.

Not every love can reach the point where the iris bloom, not every marriage can reach the ending forever, and the beautiful ending is just a beautiful fairy tale bubble.

Only those who can calmly accept such a bad ending are truly understanding of love, pain, and let go.

Just like Ding Jiaqi never thought that one day she would see Yin Luo again, she had thought of giving up everything and having a shocking love sacrifice. But today, she was glad that she was strong enough to live without Yin Luo, and she could give birth to a child without Yin Luo, and she could raise the child without Yin Luo and enjoy other beauty in this world.

She... had already accepted that not very beautiful ending before meeting Yin Luo again.

Yin Luo's reappearance for her was a miracle in her life, a miracle that she never dared to imagine.

As long as you live, good things will happen.

Later, Yin Luo stood in the garden, in front of his tombstone, and asked Ding Jiaqi, "If I don't come back in my life, will you really have to guard this tombstone for the rest of your life?"

At that time, Ding Jiaqi smiled slightly, and there was already a lot of experience, wisdom and calmness in her smile. She shook her head, "Not necessarily."

She didn't know how long this period would take. Three years would definitely not be enough. Maybe five years, or ten years, she would definitely not think of a fool and continue to recite Yin Luo's name.

She would try to love again, look for someone who is not as unforgettable as Yin Luo, but can stand with her through thick and thin.

Not sure if she can find it, but she should be looking for it.

"But do you know why, when you are back, do I still stay where I am?" Ding Jiaqi raised her head and wrapped it around his neck.

"The person who can replace me hasn't appeared yet."

"Haha!" Ding Jiaqi laughed, "The person who can replace you will never appear, but the reason why I haven't looked for another man is because I gave birth to Yongyi."
To be continued...