After taking a few steps, he could still hear the sound of smashing things coming from the president's office...
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In City C, the Li family's ability can be said to be overwhelming.
The rose garden was rebuilt almost overnight...
The glass greenhouse is full of sunshine, and Amanda collected various varieties of roses for him from all over the world.
There is one thing he doesn't want.
Black rose.
…
The rose garden was soon transplanted with roses of various colors, and each one was transplanted by him himself. This was a piece of land suitable for planting roses, and the flowers bloomed beautifully.
This is the only place where he and Wen Xi only have two memories.
"Xiaoxi, we are back."
After the dust settled, he walked into the rose garden holding the urn. The long-lost familiar fragrance of roses lingered around him, and the smile on his lips was vaguely reflected on the glass...
A very unfamiliar smile.
At the same time, very pitiful.
"Xiaoxi, I'm tired, please sleep with me for a while."
For the first time in so long, he felt sleepy.
He spread a soft cushion on the ground and sat down with his back against the glass in the corner. The familiar movements made him feel dazed for a moment...
He took a nap here more than once, more than ten years ago.
…
"Brother Jiang, is assembling firearms so interesting to you? Isn't the killing very bloody?"
A soft and ignorant female voice sounded softly in his ears.
He opened his eyes, and what came into view was Wen Xi's gentle and smiling face on the urn...
Gently swiping his fingertips, he smiled and said, "It's boring. I didn't realize until now that it's meaningless."
What he enjoyed was not the process of assembling firearms, but having her quietly waiting by his side while he was doing these things.
"I will never touch a gun again."
Looking at the small photo, he whispered a promise.
He will stay here and not go anywhere.
He won't let anyone harm his creek again...
No one can hurt her.
He would fight whoever bullied her.
He stayed by her side and never left, never leaving.
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Wenxi's urn is placed in the rose garden where the fragrance of flowers is strongest.
During this period, Gu Xiaoai visited him once.
When Gu Xiaoai came, he rolled up his dirty shirt sleeves and was watering the roses.
Gu Xiaoai stood at the door of the flower room and just looked at him. It took a long time before she spoke, her voice a little bitter.
She asked him, "Wu Jiang, have you ever thought about dying?"
…
die.
Have you ever thought about dying?
In order to prevent him from committing suicide, the Li family sent out bodyguards one after another, but he lived well in this rose garden.
It was beyond everyone's expectation.
"Wujiang..."
He raised his head and looked at Gu Xiaoai at the door. A gentle and beautiful woman, shrouded in a thin layer of halo by the sunlight, wearing a tear-shaped gemstone ring on her ring finger.
A ring that represents engagement.
Even the light is happy.
If he treated love half as well as Li Juefeng, Wenxi now could be the second Gu Xiaoai.
"How long has it been since you washed up?" Gu Xiaoai walked in and asked him disapprovingly.
"Madam, do you think I'm still qualified?" He interrupted her hoarsely.
"..."
Gu Xiaoai was stunned on the spot.
He walked past her out of the rose garden to fetch water...
When he came back, Gu Xiaoai had left, and the rose garden was quiet again, except for a glimmer of water on Wen Xi's urn.
…
"Wu Jiang, have you ever thought about dying?"
"Madam, do you think I'm still qualified?"
... After taking a few steps, he could still hear the sound of smashing things coming from the president's office...
*************************
In City C, the Li family's ability can be said to be overwhelming.
The rose garden was rebuilt almost overnight...
The glass greenhouse is full of sunshine, and Amanda collected various varieties of roses for him from all over the world.
There is one thing he doesn't want.
Black rose.
…
The rose garden was soon transplanted with roses of various colors, and each one was transplanted by him himself. This was a piece of land suitable for planting roses, and the flowers bloomed beautifully.
This is the only place where he and Wen Xi only have two memories.
"Xiaoxi, we are back."
After the dust settled, he walked into the rose garden holding the urn. The long-lost familiar fragrance of roses lingered around him, and the smile on his lips was vaguely reflected on the glass...
A very unfamiliar smile.
At the same time, very pitiful.
"Xiaoxi, I'm tired, please sleep with me for a while."
For the first time in so long, he felt sleepy.
He spread a soft cushion on the ground and sat down with his back against the glass in the corner. The familiar movements made him feel dazed for a moment...
He took a nap here more than once, more than ten years ago.
…
"Brother Jiang, is assembling firearms so interesting to you? Isn't the killing very bloody?"
A soft and ignorant female voice sounded softly in his ears.
He opened his eyes, and what came into view was Wen Xi's gentle and smiling face on the urn...
Gently swiping his fingertips, he smiled and said, "It's boring. I didn't realize until now that it's meaningless."
What he enjoyed was not the process of assembling firearms, but having her quietly waiting by his side while he was doing these things.
"I will never touch a gun again."
Looking at the small photo, he whispered a promise.
He will stay here and not go anywhere.
He won't let anyone harm his creek again...
No one can hurt her.
He would fight whoever bullied her.
He stayed by her side and never left, never leaving.
*************************
Wenxi's urn is placed in the rose garden where the fragrance of flowers is strongest.
During this period, Gu Xiaoai visited him once.
When Gu Xiaoai came, he rolled up his dirty shirt sleeves and was watering the roses.
Gu Xiaoai stood at the door of the flower room and just looked at him. It took a long time before she spoke, her voice a little bitter.
She asked him, "Wu Jiang, have you ever thought about dying?"
…
die.
Have you ever thought about dying?
In order to prevent him from committing suicide, the Li family sent out bodyguards one after another, but he lived well in this rose garden.
It was beyond everyone's expectation.
"Wujiang..."
He raised his head and looked at Gu Xiaoai at the door. A gentle and beautiful woman, shrouded in a thin layer of halo by the sunlight, wearing a tear-shaped gemstone ring on her ring finger.
A ring that represents engagement.
Even the light is happy.
If he treated love half as well as Li Juefeng, Wenxi now could be the second Gu Xiaoai.
"How long has it been since you washed up?" Gu Xiaoai walked in and asked him disapprovingly.
"Madam, do you think I'm still qualified?" He interrupted her hoarsely.
"..."
Gu Xiaoai was stunned on the spot.
He walked past her out of the rose garden to fetch water...
When he came back, Gu Xiaoai had left, and the rose garden was quiet again, except for a glimmer of water on Wen Xi's urn.