C57 Falling Flowers Are Meant to Fall Flowing Water Is Heartless!

Huo Ming shook his head as he looked at Luo Yue. She was a woman who had always been strong, but she still couldn't take it anymore.

In the courtyard, Luo Yue held a glass of wine, one cup after another, "Huo Ming, do you know? Although I hate him, I am still sad when he is dead. It is like a needle being pricked..."

Huo Ming didn't say anything. To him, silence was perhaps the best thing to do