Gu Manman came to the cemetery alone without taking anyone with her or letting anyone follow her.
After arriving at the cemetery, she went straight to Gu Qingqing's grave alone.
As soon as she came over, she very calmly helped clean up the fallen leaves and dust in front of the tombstone.
After arranging everything in front of the tombstone, she calmly placed the food in her bag one by one, lit a few cigarettes and inserted them in front of the tombstone.
Gu Manman sat down calmly, and the cemetery was quiet.
She seemed to want to talk to Gu Qingqing alone: "Qingqing, more than ten years have passed, and you see, I am old. I have let go of all my hatred and resentment after your death, and I believe you have also let go."
"Xiao Huan is your daughter, your biological daughter, and she is also my relative. I can't watch her being tortured by Chen Ziyun, and I can't bear to send her to an orphanage. I adopted her and planned to treat her as my own
I was raised by my daughter, but somehow, she still found out about my background."
Gu Manman said, and sighed softly: "For more than ten years, I have been bringing Xiao Huan to worship you and visit you. I thought that as Xiao Huan grows older and matures, he will slow down.
Tell her the truth slowly and try not to irritate her."
"But Xiao Huan has a very impatient temper and is not as stable as you were back then. So she kept delaying until now. Until now, she suddenly knows her life experience, but there seems to be some misunderstanding in it."
Gu Manman silently poured a glass of white wine in front of her: "Until now, I don't know what to do. I don't even know how to relieve Xiao Huan's warning and misunderstanding. Qing Qing, I'm really worried about Xiao Huan."
The kid will do stupid things."
"Tell me, what should I do?"
Gu Manman sat alone in front of the tomb and talked a lot with Gu Qingqing's tombstone. Finally, she stood up and slowly left the cemetery.
After she left the cemetery, a figure slowly walked out from the big tree behind Gu Qingqing's tombstone. Because the big tree was not far from the tombstone, what Gu Manman said just now, she
can be heard accurately.
Wang Ziqing slowly walked out from behind the tree. Her face looked even older than that of Gu Manman, who was in her forties.
She stopped in front of the tomb step by step, just looked at the black and white photo in front of her calmly, and then fell silent again.
The tombstone in front of me is very well preserved, neat and clean, and it looks like it has been cleaned and tidied frequently. Otherwise, the scene would not be what it is today.
The land in front of the tombstone next to it is covered with weeds, and the layer of sand and dust on the tombstone looks very dirty.
Other tombs are visited almost once a year by others, and no one cleans them as diligently as Gu Manman.
Wang Ziqing was silent for a long time, and his fingers gently slid over the black and white photo in front of the tombstone.
"I didn't expect that more than ten years have passed. Time flies so fast."
She squatted in front of the tomb, slowly picked up the glasses of wine that Gu Manman had just poured in front of the tombstone, and then put them to her lips, as if she didn't mind that they were tributes to the dead, and drank all the wine in one gulp.
Liquor.
She gently wiped the remaining white wine from the corner of her mouth, and then looked seriously at the photo of the black and white taking care of Qingqing in front of the tombstone.
"Don't worry, Gu Manman, I won't let you get hurt in any way this time."
After saying that, Wang Ziqing gently placed the wine glass in his hand in front of the tombstone, then turned and left.
It's just that the glass is empty, and no white wine can be found. Under the reflection of the poured glass, one can seem to see Wang Ziqing's figure walking further and further away, as if it overlaps with another familiar figure.
Li Zichen went to the company as usual, but found that Chen Huanhao, as an assistant, didn't even come to the company now.
He was sitting in the office, his hands clasped together tightly, and his expression seemed very solemn.
Somehow, the calmer it was now, the more he felt there was something wrong, and the more he felt a bad premonition.
Suddenly a hand patted his shoulder. Such a sudden move made Li Zichen stand up warily: "Who!"
Casey held his shoulders and patted him gently, seeming to calm his emotions.
"It's me, Casey, don't be nervous. Zichen, what's wrong with you?"
Li Zichen's hands were trembling slightly, visible to the naked eye: "I don't know what to say, I always feel that something is wrong."
This ominous premonition almost enveloped all his emotions, making him unable to calm down.
Casey patted his back: "Don't worry, you are just too nervous and your nerves are severely compressed. In fact, it doesn't matter, we are all by your side, nothing will happen. You are not alone, you know?"
Li Zichen nodded and took a sip of tea: "Well, maybe I thought too much and was too nervous."
At this moment, several men in suits suddenly rushed in, looking like law enforcement.
Several people quickly stopped in the president's office and stood in front of Li Zichen.
Casey looked at the people who broke into the president's office displeased, "Who are you? Do you know where this place is? How can you break into the president's office without permission?"
Ta-ta-ta-ta-the sound of one pair of high heels hitting the ground came from the corridor outside, and soon, Chen Huanhao's figure appeared in the president's office.
As soon as he saw Chen Huanhao, Casey's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Chen Huanhao, what do you want to do? Why are you bringing some miscellaneous people here? Get out of here!"
Chen Huan frowned in displeasure, picked up the vase on the cabinet nearby and threw it at Casey's face.
"You woman, who are you talking to like this? The ones who really should get out should be you, right?"
Just when the vase was about to hit Cathy's face, a hand suddenly grabbed her and protected her behind her.
Li Zichen stepped forward and blocked the vase.
The vase fell down and hit Li Zichen on the head, breaking into pieces on his head.
His forehead was slightly scratched by the debris, leaving a red blood stain. Soon, a lot of blood oozed from the wound.
Seeing Li Zichen being hit by a vase, Chen Huanhao couldn't help but take a step forward, with some unbearable eyes.
Casey immediately took Li Zichen's hand, her trembling hands did not dare to touch his wound.
"Li Zichen! How are you!"
Li Zichen shook his head: "I'm okay, are you okay?"
She shook her head gently: "How long has it been and you still care about me? I'm fine!"
Casey stood in front of Chen Huanhao, looking very angry: "Where are the security guards! Come up quickly and kick these troublemakers out!"