Her movements were stunned, and she clearly remembered what she had told her when the monument was first erected: there were only four bare words "Pei Xiao's Tomb".
At this moment, there was an extra line of small words:
Dead Wife——Pei Xiao’s Tomb.
Husband: Xiangdong, established on January 1, 20XX.
The time was just a few days ago.
She was in a daze. After a while, she stood up and looked carefully. In fact, the tombstone was different from the original one. It was replaced by a smooth and clean white marble. There was also a memorial inscription on the back, with a line of small characters engraved delicately. It is a poem, "Jiangchengzi" by Su Shi.
Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking and unforgettable. Thousands of miles away from a lonely tomb, there is no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our face is covered with dust, and our temples are like frost.
"Even if we meet and we don't know each other, our face is covered with dust, and our temples are like frost..." Shen Ke murmured, and suddenly laughed out loud, making his thin and upright shoulder blades tremble, and the empty mountain cemetery filled with laughter. There were mournful echoes everywhere.
His right hand unconsciously touched the scar at the corner of his eye, thinking of the frightened expression of the man on the train. Xi Xiangdong, if you saw me now, would you still recognize me?
Tears dripped down and splashed on the smooth white marble.
Forget it, people are dead and the past has turned into ashes, why should we still worry about those impossible things?
A gust of wind blew, blowing the ingot paper money in all directions. She sat alone in front of the tomb, as thin as a withered ghost crawling out of the tomb, and the atmosphere was particularly strange.
Asen stubbed out his cigarette. There was already a bunch of cigarette butts on the ground. When the wind blew, the ashes were raised and blown away. He looked at his watch and was about to go up the mountain to urge him. From a distance, a black Audi drove up. Q7.
It seems that he is not the only one who is hot-headed and visiting graves in this cold weather.
He glanced at it, yo, what a nice car!
Take another look, yo, the license plate is better!
The nice car with a nice license plate stopped in the open space, the door opened, and a tall man in a suit stepped out.
Xi Xiangdong waved his hand slightly: "Don't follow me."
The driver said "yes" and stood back to the car with his hands down.
When the well-dressed figure disappeared, Ah Sen pinched his throat and imitated: "Don't follow me... Hey, isn't it just that the person is taller and good-looking, and how much money is there? Our fourth brother puts it on The suit is not bad either…”
Asen murmured and saw Shen Ke had come down from the mountain. Her pale face was even whiter, maybe because of the cold, and her eyes and nose were red.
Asen quickly opened the car door to let her get in and turned the air conditioner to the highest setting.
Lao Wu didn't wait for a while in the car when he saw Xi Xiangdong walking down the mountain with a phone in his hand and yelling angrily: "Where is the person who just worshiped?"
Lao Wu had never seen Mr. Xi so angry and his face turned a little pale. When he saw him, he picked up his collar and asked, "Where was the car that was parked here just now?"
Old Wu was stunned: "Let's drive away..."
"Have you seen anyone in the car?"
"……ah?"
Lao Wu recalled hard: "In addition to the driver, there seems to be a woman...skinny..."
Xi Xiangdong pushed him away and called the guard guarding the cemetery: "When you see a black A6, stop it immediately..."
"Black A6...? It just drove away..."
Before he finished speaking, Xi Xiangdong threw the phone in his hand to the ground.
Old Wu stared blankly at him getting angry, as if he understood something, and said cautiously: "Mr. Xi... I saw the back of that woman... not Miss Pei..."