If April didn't pick up the melody, she would just keep trying not to cry.
He may never understand the position of Yintai in her heart, the kind of person who is not her lover, not her relative, but the person who cares about her the most. She has unknowingly regarded him as her brother.
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There was silence in the car again. No one spoke, they were just doing their own things. April still held the box tightly, but Melody also looked at her steadily...
The driver also drove the car very quietly, not daring to make a sound, because everything was eerily quiet.
You can vaguely hear the sound of the melody's fingers...
"Drive faster." Melody said coldly. He couldn't find anything to vent about, so he could only yell at others...
But no matter what he was doing, April never paid attention to him.
It seemed like no one knew each other from now on. They were just strangers, without any emotional connection.
All concern was cut off so completely, without a trace of involvement.
Is all this just revenge for accidentally killing Yintai? Is she just so brooding? Does she hate herself so much?
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Young Master Xie held the phone and asked coldly: "Are you all ready?" Today she had to get April back, and she was going to play the role of a hero saving a beauty. She had to make herself like herself.
I think I have a good impression of him! A big smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Xie's mouth...
"Go back to Master, everything is ready." came the reply quickly from the other side.
Mr. Xie put down the phone and looked at his motorcycle that had been sitting there for several years...but he was extremely excited...
I haven’t been so passionate in years. I want to enjoy it today...
He picked up the helmet on the car and put it on, tried to increase the accelerator and throttle. After checking, everything was normal. Young Master Xie arranged the gun on his body and roared away...
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As the car speeded up, everyone behind them arrived at the cemetery early...
At the funeral, April said nothing, but reluctantly handed over Yintai's urn to others.
I was always watching and watching...
Watching Yintai's care for him sink into the ground forever... accompanied by his eager mood...