In the Queen's residence, Qin Qingnan cried like a child who had lost his beloved toy, tears flowing from torrents to dryness, his voice from loud to hoarse, he cried out all his strength.
If this is his final fate with Lin Ziran, if the Lord of Heaven intends to punish him this way, watching her happily beside another man, then he will bear it.
This punishment comes well, the Lord of Heaven truly brought him pain.
One wail, forever farewell.
This bout of tears was his tribute to all that once was.
As Qin Qingnan's sobs gradually weakened, turning into silence, Zhan Moxiao went over and patted his shoulder again.
Qin Qingnan removed his hand from his face, his eyes were bloodshot.
He picked up Ou Lan's phone again, sent this photo to his own phone, then stood up and left without looking back.
Never to marry again in this life, never again to seek Lin Ziran, then this photo shall be a lasting reminiscence.
