It was Ye Fan, who made her miss this world so much.

It was also Ye Fan who made her feel for the first time that life can be so beautiful.

But the more it was like this, the more loss and sadness in Suzugong Yingyue's heart became more intense.

So that in the end, she could no longer control her emotions, curled up there, crying like a child.

Ye Fan on the side watched and remained silent for a long time.

For some reason, when he looked at the girl in front of him, he seemed to see himself back then.

At that time, when Ye Fan was in the Chu family, when he was ridiculed and bullied by everyone, didn't he crawl into his mother's arms like Liang Gong Yingyue, crying loudly?

I asked my mother why Chu Qitian and the others could be favored in all ways, bathed in glory, and enjoyed applause.

Can be favored by grandpa and cherished by grandma.

And all he got was ridicule and humiliation.

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"Mom, are all people really created equal?"

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This was what Ye Fan asked his mother that night at Chu's house.

Unexpectedly, many years later, Ye Fan heard it again from Suzugong Yingyue.

The night is lonely and the moon is bright.

Beneath the Milky Way, Lianggong Yingyue was still weeping, the mournful voice moved the hearts of those who heard it, and pityed those who heard it.

And Ye Fan just stood like that, silent, just quietly accompanying her.

After an unknown period of time, the crying stopped.

Suzumiya Yingyue also raised her head, her soft and delicate body slowly stood up.

"Master, I'm sorry, Yue'er lost her composure just now."

Suzumiya Yingyue has stopped crying, and her emotions have calmed down a lot.

She tried her best to keep herself calm, and apologized to Ye Fan.

Then, continue.

"It's getting late, master, let's go back."

"As for the cherry blossoms, Yue'er probably won't have the chance to see them with the master."

"The next time the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, let sister Qiu accompany the master to see them."

Suzumiya Yingyue said softly.

The words are full of sadness and loss.

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