"Why did you go to the beach with him?" Cheng Haochen chased after him, his expression still very unhappy.
Yu Keqing's expression darkened, her brows filled with gloom, and her eyes drifted across the balcony to look at the dark night sky. "Because that day was the death anniversary of his parents."
Cheng Haochen's tightened brows suddenly relaxed, and his angry eyes softened.
He looked at her for a moment, put away his cold expression, and softened his tone, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so angry."
Yu Keqing turned to look at him, her eyes melancholy and dim, "When you meet Lin Han in the future, can you not be so hostile to him, because he is a very pitiful person."
Cheng Haochen moved his lips and looked at her without speaking.
Yu Keqing sat down on the sofa, picked up the cup on the table, covered it with both hands, and let the temperature of the cup slowly spread to her hands.
"Did you know? Lin Han wasn't so indifferent before. He was a very cheerful and happy person. His family was originally very happy. His father was a policeman like him, and his mother was a painter."
She covered the cup in her hand more and more, allowing more warmth to be transferred to her palms, and she stared at the flowers floating in the cup in trance.
"It was only when he was in high school that he encountered the biggest change in his life. He saw his parents lying in a pool of blood and could no longer open his eyes.
The death of his parents was tragic. They were shot more than 10 times and stabbed more than 20 times. The scene was horrifying. At that time, he guarded his parents all day and night to prevent anyone from getting close. In the end, it was his father's colleagues who knocked him unconscious.
Then we moved them away.”
A trace of pain filled Yu Keqing's beautiful face, and her watery eyes were full of sorrow and melancholy.
Cheng Haochen's hand fell on her shoulder and patted her gently.
"When he was young, their family of three would often go to the beach. He and his father would swim happily in the sea, and his mother would sketch on the beach, recording his bright smile and the happy time of the family... So,
On that day every year, he would go to the beach to pursue the memories of their family of three, pursue the joy that had passed away, and reminisce about the happiness of the past..."
She raised her head, her face was full of desolation, and her face looked extremely soft under the light. Even if it was gloomy, it still had an unusually beautiful look.
Cheng Haochen took a deep breath and turned her shoulder, "I promise you, I will never confront him again when I see him in the future."