"Miss Song."

Have you really let go?

After paying respects to me and Yan Yin, Gu Nianci looked at Song Qingrong and asked.

Song Qingrong asked in surprise, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Gu Nianci smiled and said, "It's nothing."

"Just asking."

"Oh, by the way, I'm getting married in four days."

"I hope you can come then."

Gu Nianci took out a wedding invitation from her pocket and handed it to Song Qingrong.

Looking at the wedding invitation, Song Qingrong was even more confused. "Miss Gu, what's the point of you doing this?"

"You know perfectly well that I don't like you."

Gu Nianci looked at my tombstone, and after a moment of silence, said, "It's okay, I've just figured it out."

"We both knew Xu Ruo, but for some reason we forgot him. Isn't that a kind of fate for us?"

“This kind of fate isn’t good.” Song Qingrong also looked at my tombstone. “I have a feeling that if I hadn’t lost my memories of him, then we would definitely be rivals in love.”

"That's why I don't like you."

Gu Nianci smiled again upon hearing this, "That's perfect, you'll see me get married with your own eyes, then I won't be your rival in love anymore."

"Isn't that so?"

Song Qingrong thought for a moment and then put the wedding invitation away.

"I'll accept the wedding invitation."

"But I'm not sure if I'll go."

Gu Nianci didn't mind, nodded slightly, then looked at my grave, and then said as if relieved, "Xu Ruo."

"I don't know what we've been through."

"This time, I've come to say goodbye."

"If you ever hated me, I hope you won't hate me anymore."

"If you ever loved me..."

"Then let's forget each other completely. I will no longer seek your traces, nor will I ever think about who you really are."

"Until one day I suddenly think of you!"

"goodbye."

Hearing Gu Nianci's words, I was somewhat surprised and had mixed feelings. I had long since let go of her, but hearing her say these things still left me with a strange and indescribable feeling.

It wasn't resentment, nor was it love.

I just feel that the past seven years have finally come to a complete end.

Is it a pity?

I think so.

I looked at her and replied, "Goodbye!"

After Gu Nianci finished speaking, she left. Unsurprisingly, my urn was not with her, and I was no longer forced to follow her as before. She gradually disappeared from my sight until she completely vanished.

After turning my gaze away, I looked at Song Qingrong.

Now, it's time to say goodbye to her, isn't it?

I thought about it and laughed.

However, as I was laughing, I suddenly froze. At that moment, Song Qingrong took out the wedding invitation. She looked at the invitation with a strange expression on her face, and then I heard her whisper, "I will go."

"I should go."