Yang Zimei and the three of them walked and arrived at Longze Park unknowingly.
Longze Park is still closed.
However, there is no longer the excitement of being watched by people in the past.
Passers-by rarely pass by here, and almost all of them take a detour when they see it.
When most people think of hundreds of dead bodies soaking in the lotus pond there, they will feel chills running down their spines and feel horrified.
Rong He stopped, looked inside, glanced at Yang Zimei again, and continued walking without saying anything.
Yang Zimei was also worried about what he would say just now.
I really don't want to destroy the current harmony.
Fortunately, grandpa also recognized the situation and no longer obsessed with the massacre of the Long family.
This made Yang Zimei feel very satisfied.
"Niuniu, your grandma and I used to arrange to meet there."
Rong He pointed to a big locust tree in front of him, with a certain look in his eyes.
In Yang Zimei's mind, she also imagined the scene when her grandfather and grandmother were still young and walked together.
They must be an enviable couple with a talented man and a beautiful woman.
It's a pity that grandma's stubbornness ruined everything in the end.
It is said that man's destiny is determined by fate.
In fact, God only determines three points of your destiny, and the other seven points are determined by your own personality.
A person's life is determined by his character. He cannot blame God, nor can he blame others.
Ronghe stood under the big locust tree, standing on tiptoes, looking for traces of his love that day.
Yang Zi's eyebrows were sharp and he saw two names carved closely together one meter higher than him.
Rong He, Zeng Hui.
These two words are carved very beautifully, there is nothing fancy, and there is no more words like "I love you".
This was probably the implicitness of that era.
"Grandpa, here."
Yang Zimei pointed to those two names and said to Rong He.
Rong He looked up for a while, the expression on his face was soothing and gentle, and there was a slight smile on his lips. In his eyes, he seemed to see the girl wearing a white shirt and blue skirt that day walking towards him with a slight smile on her face...
Yang Zimei did not disturb his meditation, but just watched quietly from the side.
Love is so strange. The longer we are separated, the clearer it may be in recalling it, and the more pure and beautiful the emotion. Almost all flaws are ignored, and all that is left is beauty.
"Yang Zimei?"
A white Maybach parked on the road next to her, the window rolled down, and a charming and handsome face peeked out from inside.
It is Zhuge Yue.
"it's me."
Yang Zimei stepped forward with a smile and said, "Why is it such a coincidence?"
"Haha, that's right, why is it such a coincidence?"
Zhuge Yue smiled and said, "Who said that people who are destined to meet will always meet them no matter where they are?"
"Haha, my master said that."
Yang Zimei said with a smile.
"The capital is big or small. It's not surprising that some people, even if they live in the same community, have never met each other in their lives. But we meet each other every once in a while. This is really a great fate."
Zhuge Yue raised her peach blossom eyes slightly and smiled evilly.
"So what?"
Yang Zi frowned.
"What a boring woman!"
Zhuge Yue rolled his eyes at her, "What are you doing here? Didn't you say Zhutian was coming back? Why don't you two stick together?"
"Everyone is an independent person and cannot be tied together all the time. I have my own things and he also has his busy work."
Yang Zimei replied, "I am currently shopping with my grandfather and my cousin."
"Your grandfather?"
Zhuge Yue looked around, but did not find Yang Bai's shadow, "In my investigation, the relationship between you and your grandfather is not that good, right?"