1627. Chapter 1627 Heaven's law is manifest and retribution is unhappy [86]
The summer wind carries a restless atmosphere.
But maybe because he was in the cemetery, Bo Jinghan couldn't feel the slightest bit of heat. Instead, he had the illusion of a cold feeling, running up from his back to the top of his head.
Holding a bouquet of pink-blue hydrangeas with a familiar floral fragrance, I stepped on the smoothed bluestone slab.
Bo Jinghan walked towards a tombstone not far away.
Next to the tombstone, a figure stood with his back to her, hands behind his back.
Perhaps feeling someone approaching, he suddenly turned around, saw her, and waved to her.
"You're here? Come on, come on!"
Lu Chenbin stood calmly in front of the tombstone. He couldn't tell whether his expression was reserved or deep, but there was the majesty of a superior person between his brows. And that face, although serious, had to be said that his angular face
, and the facial features that vaguely show the glory of the past, all have some shadows of Lu Yan.
"Uncle Lu, are you... here to see my mother?"
Approaching, Bo Jinghan turned around and gestured to Aze.
Aze seemed reluctant and frowned slightly.
But seeing the persistence in Bo Jinghan's eyes, he had to step back and just look at them from a distance.
It's very formal, but there's also a bit of arrogance in the rules.
In Lu Chenbin's opinion, it is rare.
"Well, she is alone in a foreign land, far away from her family, which is quite lonely. I will come and see her when I have time."
His calm tone showed no emotion.
But the sharpness in his eyes slightly fluctuated.
Is it to be polite, or to be polite before fighting?
She couldn't think of why he wanted to see her here. Bo Jinghan always remained vigilant and smiled at him. Then he turned around gracefully, bent down and placed the bouquet of hydrangeas in his arms in front of his mother's tombstone.
He spoke in a soft voice, as if greeting his mother again.
"Mom, Uncle Lu is here to see you. He brought you your favorite hydrangeas..."
Whispering in a low voice, Bo Jinghan squatted in front of the tombstone and reached out to touch the photo on the tombstone.
Although time flies by, she has grown up, and Lu Chenbin has also entered middle age, but the beauty in the photo has not been worn away by time. She is still beautiful, indifferent, and quiet, with a bit of otherworldly detachment.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was watching them, smiling caringly. There was a hint of sadness in the smile, and he continued to be gentle and unspeakably concerned!
Two people, one standing and one squatting.
In front of me, there is a tombstone.
Time seemed to have stood still and frozen at this moment.
For a long time, Lu Chenbin just stood aside, looking at the tombstone quietly, listening to her whispers, without speaking or making a sound.
Bo Jinghan didn't ask for trouble to talk to him, he just smiled lightly and touched the tombstone. But his heart was very clear, knowing that Lu Chenbin's behavior was not as simple as coming to see Bo Qingqing. He was doing something for her.
Pressure her and give her some power.
Just like the first lesson she learned in the base.
——When masters compete, the psychological defense is the first target to attack. Whoever defeats the other will gain the upper hand. One of the several major factors that defeat the psychological defense is environmental factors.
It was probably for this reason that he first whetted her appetite and then arranged the meeting place at this place. There were memories of her, her family, her warmth, and things she couldn't describe.
