"Tao, I thought you knew."

Being together or not being together is just a way of love, but when it's gone, there's nothing left. Ruan Ningwei is still there, even if Tao Xingruo is not with her, she can be happy and sad for her, Ruan Ningwei is gone, Tao Xingruo looks as strong as ever, but Jingxiu never sees her eyes light again .

Tao Xingruo's thin lips trembled, but he didn't make a sound.

"So, what do you want?" After a long time, Tao Xingruo asked as Jingxiu wished.

"I want you to help me." Zhong Qingyu couldn't convince her at all, and she didn't have time to wait any longer.

Jingxiu's eyes were cold and strangely tender: "You help me find someone to protect Yanyan, and no one is allowed to touch Yanyan until I come back."

Tao Xingruo was stunned, the stake was too high. "Do you know what the consequences of doing this are?"

In terms of love, reason and law, Jingxiu will be criticized for doing so. Originally, because of repentance of marriage and conflict with reporters at the entrance of the venue, the city has been full of storms and has been criticized by the media. If there is more trouble like this, Jingxiu will be ruined for the rest of his life.

Tao Xingruo's rationality prevented her from agreeing to Jingxiu. However, Jing Shurong, who arrived a few hours later, felt sorry for her daughter and agreed unexpectedly.

So Jingxiu made a desperate gamble, and resolutely mobilized more than a dozen personal bodyguards to protect Ji Youyan. Like a villain, she took care of Zhong Qingyu's reputation and did not dare to expose the matter to the media, completely isolating Zhong Qingyu and the others a few meters away from Ji Youyan.

She handed Ji Youyan over to Jing Shurong with peace of mind, and then set off with Tao Xingruo overnight to find Dao Kong in Tibet.

But fifteen hours later, she landed in the provincial capital of Tibet, feeling restless. As soon as she connected to the Internet, she saw overwhelming news about Ji Youyan's memorial service and cremation.

Jingxiu stood under the hot sun in the wilderness, dizzy and cold all over.

She called Jing Shurong with trembling fingers and asked her, "It's fake, right?"

Jing Shurong tried to explain: "Xiuxiu, listen to me..."

"Tell me, true or false." Jingxiu interrupted her indifferently.

Jing Shurong had no choice but to respond with a cruel "It's true".

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, it was eerily quiet, and Jing Shurong called her nervously, "Xiu Xiu..."

"It was you who promised them, otherwise they would be able to hold back no matter how much trouble they made." Jingxiu said in a soft voice, "The promise to help me from the beginning was a lie to me, in order to save me, right?"

Jing Shurong knew that she could deceive Jingxiu only because she was too flustered and anxious at the time, and she would find out sooner or later when she regained her senses. "Yes, Mom said sorry to you," she admitted.

There was a softness in her tired voice, as if she was educating her and coaxing her: "Xiuxiu, stop making trouble. If the trouble continues, the media will be completely out of control. If you are like this, Xiaoyan will not feel at ease if she knows. Yes. Xiuxiu, cheer up a little? The people who are not there are gone, there is no way to change it, but the people who are alive still have to continue to live.”

The wind in Tibet swept up the yellow sand in the sky, blurring Jingxiu's face. She was standing in the wind, her body was stubborn, the sky and the earth were huge, but she felt that she was alone and had nowhere to rest.

Those who are alive must continue to live.

Did they think she was still alive?

"Axiu!" A sad cry called Jingxiu back to reality.

Jingxiu's eyes fell on Ji Yuyan's cheeks that were flushed from crying.

Yanyan is crying, it is fresh; her tears hit the back of her hand drop by drop, it is warm.

That nightmare, fortunately, was just a dream.

Jingxiu looked at her, all emotions were stirring in her chest, she raised her head and tried to force back her tears, but the tears flowed down her jaw, neck, and into her chest.

"Why do you think about it?" She seemed to be asking Ji Yuyan and Void.

Why did Ji Yuyan still endure those pains and despair? When she thought about how scared and desperate Ji Youyan was before her death, she felt like a knife was piercing her heart.

Her question was equivalent to admitting all Ji Yuyan's conjectures. The hanging boulder fell completely, crushing Ji Yuyan's heart. Ji Youyan opened her mouth, and she wanted to say all kinds of heartache and guilt, but in the end she only let out a sobbing sound of shame.

She clearly wanted Jingxiu to have a better life before letting go, but why did she let Jingxiu sacrifice for her in the end. If Daokong is just a fake monk, if the so-called spellcasting is just a hoax, then Axiu...

She bent her legs to cover her face, and the collapsed "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" squeezed out of her throat, stinging Jingxiu's heart.

Jingxiu took a deep breath, pushed away the small table, and moved to sit in front of Ji Youyan.

She called her: "Yanyan, look up and look at me."

Ji Youyan's choking stopped, and she did not move for a few seconds, but still raised her head and stared at Jingxiu. Her whole body was trembling because she was too restrained, and her chest was heaving violently.

Jingxiu wiped Ji Yuyan's tears with her thumb, but her tenderness made Ji Yuyan's tears more and more difficult to restrain.

"Did the rain leak in from outside?" Jingxiu said softly, mocking him with a pretense of ease.

Ji Yuyan couldn't smile. She leaned forward suddenly and hugged Jingxiu, the strength was so great that Jingxiu's body hurt a little, and then Jingxiu's heart hurt so carefully.

"Axiu... tell me, will you be in pain all the time?" Ji Youyan buried herself on her shoulder, tears soaking through Jingxiu's clothes. "Tell me, will you always be there?"

She sounded so terrified, Jingxiu couldn't help feeling sour. She took the initiative to adjust her hug, hugged Ji Youyan's waist, and whispered in her ear: "It doesn't hurt anymore, I'll be there all the time. Those things are over."

"Is it really over?" Ji Youyan pinched his fingers, calmly asked Jingxiu, "Axiu, tell me, what is the price?"