Xin Yi sat in front of Qian Ziang's tomb for a long time, and then she got up and walked back when she felt a chill on her body.
When going down the steps, Xin Yi opened her eyes slightly and saw a thin figure walking up step by step. Xin Yi stopped suddenly and looked at the man walking up seriously.
He is tall and has long hair. He looks very upright. He is wearing a brown sweater vest, a white shirt underneath, and a pair of black trousers. He is holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. He is walking very steadily, not fast, look.
It turns out he is a calm man.
The hope ignited in Xin Yi's heart gradually extinguished, it was not him.
The person gradually approached her. Xin Yi looked at the man who was coming up to her. The man finally raised his eyes under her gaze, and his eyes fell lightly on her face. Then he looked away lightly and walked away from her with flowers in his hands.
Pass.
The unfamiliar face made Xin Yi feel disappointed in her heart. She slowly turned back to look at the man. After standing there for a long time, she finally followed him.
The man walked straight to Qian Ziang's tombstone and placed the flowers on the ground.
Xin Yi walked over and whispered, "You should buy two paper figurines to burn for him. He loved beauties the most when he was alive."
"Oh? Why do you see that? He has married many women and divorced many times?" The man looked at Xin Yi slightly.
"...Not really."
Xin Yi stared at the man's face carefully, frowned slightly, then suddenly turned around and walked away, two drops of cold tears sliding down her face.
The man behind suddenly stepped forward and hugged her from behind, whispering:
"sorry!"
It was he who harmed her and ruined a pure and pure girl.
Xin Yi pulled the man's hand away without saying a word. The man walked around in front of her, looked down at her, and raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears on her face.
"I'm back, but the King of Hell doesn't accept me and says I've done many evil things, so I'm back to find you again. Don't push me away, okay?" the man whispered.
Did she cry for him?
Xin Yi's eyes turned red and she whispered, "We don't owe each other anything. Don't say you know me anymore."
"Because of me, you have suffered too much. Can I use this life to make up for it?" He asked a little cautiously.
"I am a grassroots person. I am destined to have nothing to do with wealth and wealth in this life. It is not mine, so I won't force it anymore. Your fault has also been punished. I don't blame you. I hope you will be a good person in the future and don't let down so many loves."
Your people.”
Xin Yi's voice was slow, clear and cold. The cold wind blew her hair and waved it gently.
Already.
The man followed her, walking very slowly.
When she spoke, he also spoke, and when she finished speaking, he immediately interrupted.
"I was the bastard in the past. I went too far. You also said that I suffered retribution. Since we are all reborn, why don't we start from scratch? Qian Ziang is already dead. He died in the capital. His body turned into ashes and was buried.
Underground. I am Qian Ziyue, the eldest brother of the Qian family, and Qian Ziang’s eldest brother who has been missing for many years. I am a law-abiding businessman. I also do charity and public welfare. I have long abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side, and am willing to deliver positive energy to society. I
I was still an infatuated man who built a coastal entertainment city just for a word. In order to get the entertainment city built, I shamelessly went around asking for investment, and finally it was built."
Xin Yi stopped at the intersection going down the steps, turned around slowly, and looked at him.
"Do you think that by changing your face, hair style, clothes, and tone of voice, you will be a completely different person? Your essential bad qualities are still there..."
"I didn't want to deny my past, not at all. I just changed my identity and lived an ignoble life. There were too many people who wanted my miserable life, both black and white, so I had no choice but to hide it from everyone.
I didn't hide it from you, and I didn't even tell my father. My eldest brother had to use a trick to take us away from the capital. Otherwise, when that man wakes up, we won't be able to leave at all. I don't think I need to say more about how cruel that man is.
If we stay in the capital for one more day, we will be in danger for one more day. Do you want to be trapped in the capital for the rest of your life?"
Qian Ziang lowered his voice and spoke word by word. He also had hatred, but in the end it was because of him. He accepted the facts and the cruel retribution.
He used the pain and torture he suffered to offset his feelings that he shouldn't have moved this time.
Xin Yi kept silent, Beijing was a forbidden word in her world, and she no longer wanted to hear or see all the things and people.
She is not dead yet, but what is the difference between her and the living dead now?
"There is no hatred in my heart. Don't let me hate anyone anymore. Please let me leave quietly, all of you."
Xin Yi made a low voice and walked down step by step with her head buried.
Only when my vision was blurred did I realize that I was crying again.
Xin Yi looked up at the sky and pushed back her tears.
Are her eyes numb or her heart numb? Why does she have no feeling?
Qian Ziang suddenly said loudly:
"Do you still remember that one year your mother took in a kidnapped boy? He was beaten black and blue, and your mother was already dying when she carried him home. Do you still remember him?"
Xin Yi stopped and Qian Ziang walked down step by step, making another sound as he walked.
At that time, my family was poor, and it was extremely happy to be able to eat a meal of white rice and a meal of white noodles.
The boy lived in her house for two months and ate white noodles three times. It was the first food that he fell in love with since he could remember.
How delicious could the noodles be back then?
The taste will definitely not be as good as what is cooked with various cooking seasonings nowadays, but the boy's original happiness will never be reached again in this life.
Xinyi, who was still a little girl at that time, watched the boy eating the white and soft noodles. She stared at him eagerly and asked her to try it. She shook her head firmly. After the boy finished eating, she asked timidly:
"Brother, can I have some noodle soup?"
If you can't eat it, you might as well try some soup.
Three times of noodles, he ate noodles and she drank soup.
Xinyi's mother said that Xinyi was picky about food and didn't like noodles, so she subconsciously believed it. When her family had the conditions to eat noodles every day, she refused out of conditioned reflex.
But if you ask her why she doesn't like it, she can't tell.
Why don't you like it?
Qian Ziang knew that he loved noodles. He was the ignorant boy who ate a bowl of noodles by himself.
The fourteen-year-old boy looked like a ten-year-old, skinny and skinny. After being abducted by human traffickers, he had never tasted the warmth of the world. Lady Xin Cheng, that beautiful and gentle woman, let him know for the first time that there is a kind of
Feelings can warm his heart.
Qian Ziang stood on the next step from Xinyi and looked at her.
"Yiyi, it's me."
He recognized Ah Li when he went to the hospital with him, but even though he recognized him, he didn't make any move. This was the cold-blooded nature of him at that time.
