Sikong Lingge took a difficult step, and every step was like being pressed by a heavy stone.[
It was only a few hundred meters, but it seemed like I had walked for several years.
Finally, I arrived at the tombstone.
On the tombstone, Feng Liye's name is engraved in vigorous fonts.
The rest of the photos are smiling like flowers, and they look so beautiful that they don’t look like the deceased.
Sikong Lingge remembered the tragic scene he saw in the hospital, and his tears could no longer stop falling.
At the same time.
Shangguan Rui's side.
"Come out, don't hide." He glanced at the corner coldly, and Shangguan Rui's black eyes were cold.
The reason why he walked away was not only to give Sikong Lingge space, but also to the man in the dark
That glance just now was not an illusion.
There was indeed a man in white standing next to Feng Liye's tombstone.
Shangguan Rui had already confirmed this when he approached Feng Liye's tombstone.
There are footprints on the ground.
Although it was very light and shallow, Shangguan Rui could still see it at a glance.
"I didn't expect you to be so keen." The low voice as deep as a cello came from behind itself, and the man in white slowly stepped out of the darkness, "You are very similar to her."
The man smiled, with faint smile patterns on the corners of his eyes, and a reassuring gentleness was revealed all over his body.
Shangguan frowned
Isn’t Feng Liye the only son?
Why is this man so similar to Feng Liye in appearance?[
Even Mr. Feng and Feng Liye do not have such a high similarity.
"Feng Liye is my son." The man spoke lightly to help Shangguan Rui solve his doubts.
“…”
"We had a time before Mrs. Feng got married."
"What are you doing when you tell me this?" Shangguan Rui's voice was cold and his eyes never left Sikong Lingge's body in the cemetery.
"..." The man was stunned, "Your expression... I thought you would be interested in knowing."
"No interest." Shangguan Rui's gesture gracefully exhaled a light mist, his tone was chilling, "Stay away, don't appear again."
Feng Liye is dead and everything is over. Shangguan Rui doesn't want another person who looks exactly like Feng Liye to share Sikong Lingge's attention.
"Don't worry, I'm just here to see it today and I won't come out again in the future." The man said with his lips curled up, with a beautiful smile, "I apologize to your parents on my behalf. I have to bear a lot of responsibility for what happened during this period.
”
Shangguan Rui glanced at him coldly, "It's almost time."
"You look really like her, and say hello to me like her." The man said this without thinking and turned around and left.
Shangguan Rui narrowed his eyes and looked at him, his heart almost completely apart, guessing the identity of this man.
With a low hum, Shangguan Rui threw away the cigar in his hand and stepped on it.
Scattered fires disappeared, and the figures of men disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.
Shangguan Rui looked up at the dark sky, strode towards the cemetery, his face softened tens of thousands of times just now, and he whispered, "It's going to rain."