Chapter 354 Every night you don't come home, my sister is secretly crying
Su Yanshen grabbed his clothes with one hand.
It's painful and I don't know how to express it.
The punishment of the past two years was far less than Yu Jingmiao's words, "She married the person she liked." He would rather hate her later.
He brought her so much torture. She was pampered and raised in the hands of her whole family. All the pain and suffering she suffered in her life were brought to her by him, and her life was finally lost in his hands.
How could he deserve her affection?
I misunderstood her time and time again and never believed her.
Su Yanshen's hand was scratched and bleeding on the tombstone, and he had no consciousness at all.
He wants to stay here forever, stay here, and die here.
Yu Ziqing looked at Su Yanshen, clenching his fists, loosening them, and then clenching them tightly.
The hatred and resentment in his heart finally failed to suppress him. He bent down and grabbed Su Yanshen's clothes, "That's enough, don't dirty my dad's quiet place here."
Next to it is the tomb of Yu Zhenghai.
Su Yanshen's eyes were red, and her eyelashes were wet with tears.
He was in so much pain that he had no other emotions.
Yu Ziqing looked at it and felt very happy, "You have today too. Do you know that every night when you don't come home, my sister secretly sheds tears?"
"My sister was in prison and was tortured until she could only breathe. She still..."
He was so distressed that he couldn't make any sound when he roared.
He let go of his hand and let Su Yanshen fall back and lean against the tombstone.
It was already dark, the light rain had not stopped all day, and Su Yanshen's clothes were soaked through.
Nian Cheng was worried and came to him with an umbrella.
He persuaded in a low voice, "Mr. Su, it's getting dark, go back."
As he spoke, he bent down, stretched out his hand to pull Su Yanshen's arm, and glanced at the photo of Yu Wanwan on the tombstone. When he saw that face, he thought of something, and whispered: "I opened Yu Ziqing's car door, but there was no
To find his hair, we still have to find a way to get close to him."
Su Yanshen didn't reply to Nian Cheng's words. The photo on the tombstone was wet by the rain, and the water droplets seemed to be on a woman's face. He reached out to wipe it off and carefully protected it.
"You idiot, why are you so brave?"
His voice suddenly became hoarse. He leaned forward and kissed the photo gently. His soft lips touched the cold stone tablet.
He could not see or hold his late night, and he would leave him forever.
…
In the distance, a woman was wearing a long black denim jacket, still unable to resist the cool breeze accompanying the drizzle, which penetrated her body. She looked at the man kneeling in front of her grave and refused to leave, and suddenly it seemed that he could not even take revenge.
The pleasure is gone.
She seemed to have neither love nor hatred for this man.
The last trace of light disappeared from the sky, and Yu Wanwan withdrew her gaze indifferently and turned around.
Nian Cheng dragged Su Yanshen up. Su Yanshen's legs were numb. Nian Cheng raised his head first and said, "It's so late, is there anyone coming to visit the grave?"
When Su Yan heard this, he subconsciously raised his head and saw the back of a woman walking away in the distance, taking advantage of a black umbrella.
He stared excitedly...Wanwan.
He pushed Nian Cheng away and stumbled to catch up, but in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared, disappearing into the night without any trace.
He ran to where the woman he saw just now was and looked around anxiously.
The phone rang suddenly. He took out his phone and the caller ID showed Dr. Xu.
He answered the call and pressed the speakerphone, answering absently, still looking around.
