Chapter 2595

“No need!” Bei Qingyue cast one last glance at the tightly shut door.

With a cold snort, she turned and left.

In front of Bei Fengjin, she could be shameless, she could lower herself completely.

But, in front of others, she was still the dignified Lady Yue!

Feng Jin, why did he have to be so cruel to her! Why!

Bei Qingyue stepped out of Jin Ye Pavilion, carrying her anger, and unknowingly arrived at the entrance of Youyang Pavilion.

Here, the surveillance had been redone, under the watch of Bei Xier.

She knew that Bei Xier’s computer skills were unmatched even by experts from major corporations.

If she went in, she would surely be discovered.

But, tonight she just didn’t want to care.

She stepped inside without a second thought.

Her brain might still be heated, so let it continue to burn.

After suffering for so many years, was she not even allowed an opportunity to indulge?

…The Tomb of Clothes and Hat for Bei Qingyou still sat quietly in the backyard under the moonlight.

Pale, serene, peaceful… it was somewhat like Bei Qingyou’s character.

Yet she knew that another side of Bei Qingyou was actually a willful woman!

In Bei Tianyou’s eyes, she was playful and cute, but to her, she was entirely willful!

If Bei Qingyou hadn’t been so stubborn from the start, insisting on being with Bei Fengjin, she wouldn’t have ended up like this.

“How much better are you than me?”

Standing before Bei Qingyou’s Tomb of Clothes and Hat, Bei Qingyue sneered, unsure if she was mocking Bei Qingyou or herself.

“I can’t have him, and neither can you. Even if you had his heart, so what? After decades, doesn’t he forget you all the same?”

“Bei Qingyou, what does it matter if so many people liked you? You’re dead, you can’t have anything either.”

Looking at the three characters, “Bei Qingyou,” on the gravestone, Bei Qingyue wanted to laugh, but couldn’t muster even a bit of it.

Why should she laugh? She actually had no reason to laugh at all.

Bei Qingyou could not have him, but after all, she was dead.

Dead, dust to dust, earth to earth, nothing remained, not even the pain.

And what about her?

She was still alive, yet lived so painfully?

“You’ve been dead for so many years, why do you still want to compete with me? Can’t you just let him be mine?”

“I can love him, take care of him, cherish him. I can make every day of his life happy and joyful.”

“Can you do that, you, being dead? If you can’t, why do you still occupy his heart?”

Perhaps it was the strong wind making her feel tired, or she was already very tired.

Bei Qingyue just stood briefly before Bei Qingyou’s gravestone and then sat down.

No wine tonight, not even able to sing to the drink.

The terribly pale name on the gravestone, without a hint of menace, just quiet.

Bei Qingyue finally laughed.

“Actually, I can’t have him, and neither can you.”

“Another you has appeared beside him, you know? Looks just like you, almost identical!”

“But she will never be you, you finally have been replaced, haha, Bei Qingyou, you and I are the same pitiful people, he has finally forgotten you!”

Haha, hahaha… she had envied for so many years, been jealous for so many years.

And in the end, surprisingly, neither ended up with him.

Unexpectedly, a little girl just came and took away their most precious treasure from their hearts.

“We’re all pitiful, aren’t we?”

Suddenly, there came a rustling sound in the wind, as if someone was sighing softly…