In his whole life, others always think that he has gained a lot, but Xia Ning talks year by year, but he only thinks that he gets too little and loses too much.

If not born in the Xiao family, he may not be like this, she has always known that he was a gentle person at the beginning.

If it wasn't for him, she would have died in that garbage heap. They supported her all the way. She watched him become lonely, indifferent, paranoid and crazy day by day in this cruel family.

She was sad, but she knew better than anyone that he could survive here.

The world is basically fair. It gives others the status of a man, but does not give him a family that a normal person should have. Others live to grow up, but they live to live not to die. No father, no mother's love, no friends, he finally had Downing, but was killed by his cousin when he was closest to warmth. "Xiao Feng Pavilion" is the first time to understand the meaning of the word "dim light".

Lost the light, he fell into the darkness again, was enveloped by the darkness, almost crazy.

He should not have met Tang Qing at that time. It was his misfortune and her misfortune to meet her when he was most crazy.

Almost at the beginning, she saw through their final ending that winter, when he was smiling, he fell in love with someone he shouldn't love.

The wrong time, the wrong place, the wrong person.

She tried her best to stop it, but she still couldn't resist the cycle of causality. Xiao Fengting was once again planted in a woman surnamed Tang, and this time, there would be no more "Tang Qing".

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In the study, the curtain is thick, a desk lamp is on alone.

The air is still cool at night. The man is lying in front of the computer in his thin shirt.

His forehead was a little longer than before. He didn't trim it at this time. It fell down and blocked his straight nose and deep eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep in the study. Xia ningchat gently breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the computer screen and found that the screen was still on. What was displayed on the screen was the company's financial statements for this quarter.

Xia Ling chat wants to turn off the computer for him, but his finger accidentally touches Xiao Fengting's hand. The man sleeps very shallow and shakes slightly. Looking up, he sees the shadow of a woman in front of him. Subconsciously, he grabs Xia Ling chat's wrist and whispers out: "tilt..."

Before he had finished speaking, he recognized the figure in front of him.

He slowly released his hand, and the expression on his face was a little silent. Xia Ning didn't know what to say when she chatted. She rubbed Xiao Fengting's red wrist and felt a little sour in her heart. It's meaningless to say that Xiao Fengting can't be reborn after death.

So far, they have not recovered Tang Qing's bones from the mountain. The fire is too strong, the villa collapsed, and many corpses have been crushed. The bodies of all the people have been charred and burnt to ashes in disorder. Even a complete bone can not be found.

Tang Qing's last trace in the world is the room she once lived in. Since Xiao Fengting moved back to Xiaofu, the room has been completely locked by him and no one is allowed to enter.