After the wedding, it was time to throw the flower ball. Everyone surrounded the groom and the bride and walked out the door. An Lan talked and whispered with his friends from time to time, and his eyebrows were filled with happy smiles.

Not far away, Feng Yu, who was standing under the tree, looked decadent with a look of decay on his face. His former spirit had long disappeared, and his red eyes were deeply looking at the happy woman in the venue.

She is so beautiful, more beautiful than any time he has ever seen. But this time her beauty does not belong to him, and her smile does not bloom for him.

An Lan didn't know anyone was spying on her. When she stood in her position and was about to throw the flower ball, she accidentally caught a familiar figure in the corner of her eyes. Her heart thumped and she subconsciously turned her head to look over.

But this time she only saw a trace of her back. His straight back bent slightly, and his hair was scattered meticulously. His back looked lonely and lonely, and he also had a sense of desolation that he left resolutely.

She frowned and looked, and somehow had an unknown premonition in her heart. In the moment of hesitation, Ling Yichen called her thoughts back and turned around to meet his concerned eyes. An Lan smiled and shook her head.

She has said everything she should say, and she has done what she should do. If Feng Yu doesn't want to open up, no matter how much she says, it will be useless.

After coming back to her senses, An Lan turned her back to everyone and threw the flower ball in her hand back. Amid the sound of snatching, the flower ball fell steadily on Feng Ning's hand. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, and smiled at An Lan with the flower ball in her hand.

Compared to the lively wedding, Feng Yu, who left alone, seemed even more lonely. He drove a sports car on the quiet road, heading towards the beach.

There was a bottle of strong wine next to the driving seat. He held the steering wheel with one hand and raised the bottle with the other hand to pour it into his mouth. The spicy smell of wine penetrated his throat, but it made him taste a little bitter, like a poisonous wine mixed with arsenic. Drinking it will only make people feel heartbroken.

He looked ahead in a daze, and An Lan’s favorite English song was played in the carriage.

He raised his head and took another sip, choking himself and coughing hard, but the speed of the car was getting faster and faster, flying away like a rocket.

In a trance, he saw a white figure outside the car window. She walked in front and looked back at him from time to time, waved at him with a smile on her face.

"Brother Yu, come here! Come quickly, I've been waiting for you!"

"Brother Yu, do you still remember our happy times? I really want to go back to the past. Are you willing to go with me?"

"I'm willing, I'm willing...Lan'er, wait for me..." Feng Yu looked at the figure with a straight look, stepping on the accelerator like a madman, and an extremely crazy idea in his heart resurrected.

As long as he goes back, he can stop his stupid self before he has done something wrong. At that time, he will not hurt An Lan, he will be with her and live a happy and fulfilling life.

This thought has been circling in my mind a few days ago, until today I saw An Lan marrying Ling Yichen with such a happy smile. He could no longer control his desires.

He is going back, he is going to find An Lan in the past!

"Lan'er, I'm here!"

Boom, the sports car let out a resolute roar, breaking through the guardrail and heading towards the cliff.

Thump, huge waves splashed everywhere, and gradually disappeared from the sea with his expectant shouts.

A few days later, the cemetery.

An Lan put the bouquet in front of the tombstone, held Ling Yichen's arm, looked at the photos of her parents and said sweetly, "Dad, Mom, I am married to Achen! From now on, we will be a family, and I will no longer be alone. Don't worry about me, I will live a good life."

Ling Yichen patted her hands and solemnly promised to the two elders: "Dad, mom, don't worry. I will do my best to take care of Lanlan and ensure that she will not suffer any grievances. I know you two old men have always wanted to hold their grandson, don't worry, I will try my best to let Lanlan carry two for three years, and then take the children to see you."

An Lan was embarrassed and embarrassed when she heard this, and angrily hit him, saying, "What are you talking nonsense in front of my parents? I don't want to have a baby so soon. I want to give birth to you yourself."

"In this way, I'll go find someone else to have a life..."

"You dare!" An Lan beat him again. The two of them had a fuss for a while before they remembered that in front of the grave, she had tidyed up her clothes and glared at him, then said goodbye to her parents, and turned around and left.

The two walked up the long stairs. An Lan remembered the news he had read a few days ago, and subconsciously turned to look at the new grave not far away. There was no photo on it, but the words Feng Yu were particularly eye-catching.

"A Chen, do you think he is dead? I read the news and said that his body has not been found."

The day after they got married, the news reported that Feng Yu drove into the sea. After salvaging for several days, only one car was salvaged, but the people inside disappeared.

Ling Yichen hugged her shoulders tightly, looked at Feng Yu's tombstone and said softly: "Maybe, he has already found what he wants."

An Lan nodded, glanced at the tombstone and took Ling Yichen's hand and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!