For many years later, Qin Qing always remembered the scene at that time.

    Zhan Chen threw up the antidote with his corroded flesh and blood fingers, and he was buried in the stove. Originally, he knew that Qin Yu couldn''t really let them get things, so he set a trap in the skylight.

    It was Zhan Chen who blocked the corrosive liquid and exchanged his life for the antidote.

    For many days and nights after that, Qin Qing would still remember the moment when he jumped at the skylight. In the hot light of the sky, the cold young man with dark eyebrows and eyes was beyond recognition.

    In that long nightmare, her eyes were damaged twice. Huo junsen urgently closed her for treatment, and she insisted on holding a funeral for Zhan Chen in person after her recovery.

    In the early spring with green grass and drizzling rain, the cemetery in the suburbs is not open to the public. It is said that the new owner of the fan family died young and will be buried here today.

    "It''s windy today. Put on your clothes." Cui Jiali got out of the car, held her umbrella to the side, and put on her shawl when the girl got off the bus.

    "Thank you." Qin Qing said with a smile. His big glasses couldn''t cover his pale face. Although she has recovered her brightness, her early vision still depends on glasses of several heights.

    Because the treatment process is very hard, she has lost some weight recently.

    "It''s still so cold. You shouldn''t dress like this. Your major general doesn''t care." Cui Jiali touched the girl''s cold fingertips and looked at her thin leather jacket. She couldn''t help muttering.

    Hearing the speech, Qin Qing walked ahead and said, "I asked. This is Zhan Chen''s favorite dress."

    Cui Jiali was stunned, her feet stopped in place, and looked at the back of the girl holding the lily up the steps. She couldn''t help being a little distracted.

    Leather jackets, rivet boots, these are really the clothes when Zhan Chen met for the first time, but later, when he returned to fan''s house, he rarely saw his dress again.

    Now Qin Qing came to see him off in his favorite clothes.

    The tombstone built a few days ago has been placed on it. On the light colored granite stone, there are photos of the young people who are slightly cold. The person who erected the tombstone in the lower right corner wrote "best friend Qin Qingli".

    Best friend, this is everyone''s common definition of the relationship between Zhan Chen and Qin Qing. They have drunk together, fought together, raced together, and experienced life and death together. Their friendship makes Cui Jiali and song ruye jealous.

    Qin Qing made no mention of those betrayals.

    "We meet again." Qin Qing squatted in front of the tombstone, personally placed a bunch of white lilies on the stone table, gently wiped the raindrops on the black-and-white photo with his fingertips, and said softly, "I take back what I said before. You won this game."

    I''ve never seen that before. I take it back.

    You want me to always remember your oath and will fulfill it.

    The members of the night sky standing behind her were all dressed in black. Looking at the girl whispering to the tombstone, they were very sad.

    The drizzle fell on the girl''s shoulder and hair tip, like a layer of white frost. That day, she squatted in front of the tombstone for a long time and drank a bottle of beer before leaving. Her back looked bleak and lonely in the gray world.

    The fan family was completely taken into her name, and in the process of treating eyes, sin city also underwent a round of cleansing.

    Later, when many people recalled that time, they would sigh: "at that time, we looked away, and the child was better than Qin Wan."

    The side branches withered silently in this battle. Qin Yu''s base in the suburbs was burned overnight. The howling of countless creatures in the fire made the whole Sin City tremble.

    Qin Wan''s body was burned with the fire.

    When the light went out, Qin Qing didn''t mean to take back her coffin from the beginning. Being buried in the stove turned into a handful of dust may be the best destination for this amazing woman.

    After this iron and blood rectification, the position of the successor of the Qin family is almost no suspense. In order to maintain its position, the Presbyterian Council specially reported the voting results to Macao.

    At that time, Qin Qing''s eyes were still wrapped in gauze. As a result, song ruye read it to her.

    "Hey hey, these old people are greedy for life and fear death. The sin city is not yours at last." song ruye sniffs at this kind of wall grass. The next second, he pokes it secretly. He is very excited. "Qin Qing, you are sitting in two big gambling cities now. That''s an invincible wealth. I can get sponsorship when I go to play in the future."

    Hearing her childish words, Qin Qing couldn''t help laughing, "Why are you still managed by Uncle Hei?"

    "That''s not true." Song Ye is full of complaints when he mentions this, "I''m not a child anymore. I still give me pocket money every month. I can''t stand it. Even the guy Luo Zihang doesn''t help me..."

    Qin Qing is a quiet person, but she is inexplicably tolerant of song ruye. Maybe it is a blood relationship, or the friendship established at the beginning. In many things, Qin Qing is always willing to help song ruye deal with the aftermath, such as the occasional financial difficulties of the night Gang, or song ruye went crazy one day and lost tens of millions in the casino.

    After listening to the chatter, Qin Qing had finished drinking a cup of coffee. After putting down the cup, her fingers knocked on the table, "ruye, have you ever thought about integrating the night gang."

    "Hmm?" song ruye, who had just finished the bitter water, was stunned. Obviously, his brain circuit had not turned around. He still felt a headache for complex help events. To be honest, he said: "I don''t have any ideas. The Song family and the Qin family have been separated for hundreds of years, and I don''t want to take care of the affairs of the older generation."

    She didn''t consider that this is the other half of the night gang who is now in charge of the family. What she said is also the truth.

    "Did Uncle Hei mention this?" Qin Qing heard the hesitation in her tone and said with a smile: "the Song family has always been regarded as an exile. This has always been his heart knot. If the two families can merge, he must be very happy."

    "That''s true." song ruye nodded honestly and simply let go. "Last time I went back from Las Vegas, I got up in the middle of the night and saw him kneeling in front of the memorial tablet in my father''s study. At that time, it startled me. But after the merger, it''s estimated that he won''t like the Song family to be small, so he tangled himself."

    Listening to song ruye making fun of his uncle like an outsider, Qin Qing shook her head and laughed, "I have an idea of having the best of both worlds, which can not only let the Song family enter Sin City, but also let uncle Hei not limit your pocket money in the future."

    "Are you serious?!" song ruye Deng''s eyes are bright. The temptation of pocket money has made her lose her thinking ability, unaware of the ambiguity in this sentence, "what''s your idea?"

    "That''s..." Qin Qing pointed at her and smiled meaningfully. "You come to be the master of sin city."