Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

Xianggong: I feel very lucky to have your pity for several years.But this is my last letter to you. You are still so young, but you can only leave me a cold tombstone.I will live a good life with my child. If I can meet you in the next life, I will definitely hold your hand tightly in the heavy snow that I first saw... Nansu put down a little blue flower in front of the monument.He smiled with tears in his eyes, and his fingers brushed his name gently, as if every stroke was his.The servant came over and handed him a handkerchief: Shizi, I definitely don't want to see you so sad.Nansu: I can't help it... It's really pitiful.The servant wiped away his tears: Shizi, please mourn.Nansu really couldn't bear it anymore: wow hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I finally waited for this day.He got up at once and waved his hand: Come on, get on the DJ!The music was too loud, and the movements were too swaying.Nansu didn't notice at all, a pale hand slowly stretched out from the soil... "Have you had enough of your time, madam? If not, I will lie down for a while." Reading guide: A dog blood essay that completely frees me . He/1v1/ Having a child is happy with the enemy, from beginning to end, in various senses.If you don't like it, don't spray it, just sauce.