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Chapter 242: Cliff of No Return

[69 Book Bar - www.] It was a sunny day with no clouds in the sky. The clear sky should have made people feel particularly good, but Ji Yeche couldn't make himself happy.

Yesterday was the seventh day after the death of his father and mother, commonly known as the first seventh day. He did not see the ghosts of his parents come back last night, but he saw them in his dream and talked to them a lot.

Although I don’t remember exactly what was said in the dream, what vaguely echoes in my mind is the long-lost joyful laughter of a family of three. Everything is as it was before, but it’s long gone.

Everything in the dream was so real and sweet, but when I woke up from the dream, I found that everything was in vain.

It was time to make a decision. Ji Yeche asked the housekeeper to drive him to his parents' cemetery. He knelt in front of the tombstone and gently stroked the inscription on the stone tablet. It was cold to the bone without any warmth.

"Dad, Mom," as soon as she started speaking, her tears were already overflowing, "Unfilial child Ji Yeche has come to see you. You have been gone for seven days. Xiao Che misses you so much. You must also miss Xiao Che, right?

?”

Ji Yeche wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes and forced a forced smile on his lips, "These days, I have been staying in the room all day long. I have thought about some things clearly. Maybe it is time for me to make a decision.

I liked the dream last night very much, and I miss the time with you very much, so I don’t think I will regret my next decision.”

After saying what he wanted to say, Ji Yeche stood up and ordered to the row of black-clad bodyguards behind him: "You all go back."

All the bodyguards looked at me and I looked at you. No one dared to leave privately. The butler in black walked up to Ji Yeche and bowed slightly, "Master, we can't go back. We promised the old man..."

Before the butler could finish what he said, Ji Yeche immediately interrupted: "This is my order! Go back and tell grandpa that I just want to stay here with my father and mother and talk to them."

The butler in black hesitated for a moment, then said: "Master, let's protect him a hundred meters away!"

"No need!" Ji Yeche raised his eyebrows, "Listen carefully, I will only say it for the last time! Go back!"

"Yes, young master!" The butler nodded quickly and turned to the two rows of black-clad bodyguards behind him, "Hurry up and leave!"

In just an instant, the people here disappeared without a trace.

Ji Yeche sighed slightly, "I'm sorry, grandpa, I'm afraid my grandson will make you sad too."

After saying that, Ji Yeche turned around and looked into the distance. Not far from the cemetery is the famous cliff of Qinglang Mountain. Legend has it that the cliff there is about a hundred feet high and there is no bottom at the bottom. Wherever you go, you will have the illusion that you are climbing.

Up in the sky.

Because the terrain in Qinglang Mountain is dangerous, few people are willing to climb there, and no one would risk their lives. Legend has it that the cliff in Qinglang Mountain has a very special name called Wuhui Cliff. When a person

After going there, you can't help but miss the beautiful scenery on the mountain, and you can't help but jump off the cliff and never return, so it's called the No Return Cliff.

Ji Yeche pursed his lips and smiled. He seemed to have never been so happy and relieved. Wouldn't it be better to go there, take a look at the beautiful scenery, and then imitate his mother and end his life like an angel?

Life is inherently impermanent. It is so painful to live alone after losing a loved one. Death is a relief, a relief from the source of all pain.


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