You are my end and my beginning

"Because of me." Yun Yi stopped and said, "on the day of my wedding with Yu Shaohan, Hua Yue realized that someone would attack me, so she knocked me unconscious and changed my appearance. As a result, something happened at the wedding."

On the wedding day, Yun Yi was very happy, not because of the fake wedding with Yu Shaohan, but because she felt that she had reached an agreement with Yun Yuecheng and Yun Qingyan. As long as the wedding was over, she could leave.

As a result, she was negligent.

“……”

Huarong fixed looking at her, a word can not be said, the expression of dismay simply can not accept the fact that Huayue has died.

"So she really died because of you?"

At this time, a cold female voice sounded.

I saw the flower demon in a long skirt to the ground quickly walked in, angry posture look forward to Shenghui, but her face is completely cold, cold eyes staring at Yun Yi.

"Huayao, where have you been these days?"

Huarong immediately stepped forward and frowned.

At that time, they left the cloud house together. After the plane landed, Huarong and Huayao didn't go to situ Yunliang's house because they were not familiar with situ Yunliang. They found a hotel to stay in. But when Huarong went to Huayao the next day, they knew that Huayao had left the night before.

Huarong feels very strange, after all, this has never happened in the past.

In the past, even if they wanted to leave, at least they had to inform each other.

After that, Huarong contacted Huayao, who just gave him a message, saying that he had something to do, so he didn't hear from him.

"I told you something." The flower demon light ground said a, the eye fixed looks at the Flower Moon: "you have not answered me!"

"Yes."

Yun Yi lowered her head.

"Oh The flower demon sneered, nodded repeatedly, and said coldly: "sure enough I knew it! I told her for a long time that there is no good end to follow you. She doesn't believe it. Now it's better... "

"Flower demon!" Huarong frowned and yelled, indicating that she would not say more.

Originally, when Hua Yue died, Yun Yi was already sad enough.

The flower demon glared fiercely at Huarong and said coldly, "why don't you let me say it? What's up? Hua Yue is dead. Can't I say that she can't do anything? You protect her! Hua Yue was killed by her, you still have to protect her

"Hua Yue was not killed by Yun Yi!" Yu Shaohan's voice was cold, and his eyes were cold: "Yun Yi doesn't want to have such a thing. If your people are dead, you are sad. Isn't she sad?"

"Who said I was sad?" The flower demon sneered and turned her head disdainfully. Her red eyes revealed her mood. She said sarcastically, "OK, you all protect her. She is right in everything. She killed Huayue all right."

Huarong: "Huayue!"

"Shut up!"

Yu Shaohan's murderous spirit soared all over his body, so he raised his feet and stepped forward.

Yun Yi quickly pulled: "Yu Shaohan!"

The flower demon sneered and said nothing again. He turned and left towards the outside.

Yu Shaohan frowned tightly: "what did you stop me for when she said that about you?"

"Or will you fight with her or fight?" Yun Yi fixed eyes fixed on him: "Huayue, because I am dead is a fact, she is sad in her heart and said that I should be a few words, forget it."

"You didn't kill her! Yunyi, don't think so! " Yu Shaohan watched her closely.

Since the accident in the cloud family, she has been blaming Hua Yue and situ Yanran's death on herself.

“……”

Yun Yi pulled the corners of her lips and said nothing.

She seems to be smiling, but there is no smile in her eyes.

……

Huarong and Huayao arrived, and the funeral was held the next day.

In addition to Yun Yi and Huayao, there are also Hua Yue, Yu shaomo, Ning Qiaoqiao and Yu Shaohan.

Yun Yi, dressed in a black skirt and holding an urn, stood in front of the tombstone, listening to the minister's eulogy, and the past of the flower moon came to her mind.

When Yun Yi saw Hua Yue for the first time, she was thin and tall. She laughed very well. She said to her, "you are the lady. I will be your maid. I will take care of you. If you need anything, please tell me and I will help you."

When she was in flame Valley, Yun Yi didn't understand her position in Song Yue's heart at first. She complained about the training and played with the temper of a young lady. Why did she suffer this crime? Once she was angry and didn't eat.

At that time, Huayue couldn't persuade her, so she secretly hid the steamed bread, and then took it out to her to eat when she was too hungry.

In order to let Yun Yi practice her skills well, Hua Yue takes the initiative to be her companion. Sometimes Yun Yi doesn't control her strength and hurts Hua Yue. Hua Yue never complains. She just smiles and congratulates her and says, "miss is so good again."

There are many, many things like this.

Hua Yue has been taking care of her with all her heart and soul. For so many years, she has never changed from small to big.Every time Yun Yi called them together, it was always the first time that Hua Yue came to her.

The priest finished his eulogy and motioned for Yun Yi to put the urn into the cemetery.

Yun Yi touched the box's fingers and pursed her lips. She went to put the box into the target and grabbed a handful of soil beside it and sprinkled it on the box.

Like a piece of sulfuric acid, mercilessly poured on her heart, the pain was suffocating.

"Hua Yue, if there is an afterlife, I hope you will be reborn to an ordinary family, and you will not have to be a maid for others. It is better to be rich and have loving parents and hold you in the palm of your hand..."

Every time Yun Yi said a word, he sprinkled a handful of soil on the box.

The people who attended the funeral presented the white and white chrysanthemum once.

The flower demon stands aside, purses the lip coldly to look at this scene.

"Are you going to cry?" Asked Huarong, standing beside her.

"Who said I was going to cry?" Flower demon cold tunnel.

"Oh, I thought you put on your sunglasses today for fear that others would see you cry."

The flower demon's face was stiff and stiff. She turned her head to look at the other side. Her cold voice trembled imperceptibly. She disdained to say, "how could I shed tears for her? You don't know that I hate her. I'm most happy when she's dead!"

Dead good.

Dead -

at least, there is no need to be afraid every day.

Huarong stood quietly and said nothing.

……

The funeral is over.

The minister bowed respectfully to Yu Shaohan and left.

The flower demon raised his feet and walked forward, and said without expression: "OK, now that the funeral is over, I'll go first."

"Are you leaving?" Yun Yi heard that the flower demon's words did not mean that she wanted to go home first.

Flower demon: "or I will stay to reminisce with you? Sorry, I don't even want to see your face now. "

“……”

Yun Yi a shock, low head biting lip did not speak.

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