After Qin Qianluo finished speaking, he turned around and left on high heels.
In the desolate and gloomy cemetery, Lan Xixi's frail figure stood on the spot, crumbling.
If it weren't for Yaya and grandma's hatred, she could indeed satisfy Qin Qianluo's request...
But, what to do now?
Death, there are still so many things waiting for her to do.
Qin Qianluo would never let her go unless she died.
"Auntie, you have a spirit in heaven, can you give me some guidance? Is it true that only if I die can you and Miss Qin forgive me?"
Lan Xixi knelt in front of the tombstone, her face full of helplessness, apology, and sadness.
No one responded to her, only the rain became heavier and heavier, and the sound of rain drowned out all the sounds in the world.
Heavy and desolate.
I do not know how long it has been.
A black umbrella was held above the head to block the rain.
Lan Xixi raised her eyes and saw a handsome and clean man standing in the rain. She was surprised: "Brother, why are you here?"
Xu Yanbei sighed slightly, pulled Lan Xixi up, and said seriously:
"I often come here to visit Mrs. Qin, and I happened to bump into Miss Qin and you today and witnessed your chat.
Miss Lan, you are braver than me. I have always felt guilty and wanted to make up for it, but I never took any actual action. You have already done so much.
It's just...Miss Qin is more extreme now, you are so pitiful, and I don't know how to stand up and make up for it."
Lan Xixi's face was heavy and complicated: "Her emotions are understandable. When my grandma passed away, I also wanted to kill her.
I'll think of a way to find a way to make her forgive. Don't think too much about it, what happened that night has nothing to do with you."
"How could there be no connection? If it hadn't been for that birthday party or that hotel, maybe that thing wouldn't have happened." Xu Yanbei argued.
The more he talked, the heavier his heart became:
"Now I hope that Miss Qin will vent her anger on me and ask me to do something. This helpless, helpless feeling of self-blame and collapse is too painful."
"Senior brother..." Lan Xixi wanted to comfort her, but when the words came to her lips, nothing came out.
How is her situation any better than Xu Yanbei's?
With Qin Qianluo's character, what she said was neither a lie nor a joke. She could only choose between death and immortality, which made her even more devastated.
"I'm going back first. If I think of a way, I'll contact you."
Lan Xixi sighed deeply and returned to Nan Jingting's villa in the rain.
"Mommy, where have you been?" Yaya, who had recovered from a high fever, was completely awake and recovered. She ran over with her short legs:
"Ah! Mommy, why are you soaked all over!"
The surprised little voice attracted Nan Jingting who was in the kitchen. He walked out, just glanced at it, and frowned:
"Go upstairs quickly, take a hot bath and change into dry clothes. Mu Feng, prepare some cold medicine for Xiaoxi."
"Okay." Ruan Mufeng quickly went to get his medicine box.
Jiang Duoer came over and led Lan Xixi upstairs:
"What's going on? When you wake up, no one is around. Where have you been? Your expression is still so heavy? Is that big bitch making things difficult for you again?"
The attitudes of the three people were all concerned.
Lan Xixi looked at her best friend's worried eyes, not wanting her to worry, and smiled lightly:
"It's not a big problem. She had objections to the news and scolded her a few times. I will find a way to solve it later."