The light rain in the sky has been dripping, and there seems to be no sign of stopping, and the Qingming grass in the field, after being drenched in the rain, stubbornly straightens up its waist, not afraid of this annoying weather at all.

It may be that it rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians at the foot of the mountain look hurried, as if they are in a hurry to rush to the next station, and it seems that this continuous drizzle is urging people's pace, constantly moving from one end to the other.

At this time, a black Maybach slowly drove from a distance, which stood out in the crowd, and finally the car stopped not far from the foot of the mountain, and further up, there were only steps.

Pedestrians all looked sideways at this Maybach that broke into the foot of the mountain, and it stands to reason that the car is not allowed to drive here.

After the car stopped, two people got out of the car, a man and a woman, the man was tall and handsome, and the woman was delicate and delicate.

Handsome men and beautiful women immediately attracted the attention of many people.

After the woman got out of the car, she opened the black umbrella, quickly ran to the man's side, held up the umbrella for the man, and didn't care about half of her body being caught in the rain, so she held the entire umbrella above the man's head.

The man walked in a hurry, just a tightly knit brow, and there was a sadness that could not be dissolved, which looked a little distressing.

The woman couldn't keep up with the man's footsteps, so she had to speed up the pace of her feet, and she didn't know what she tripped over, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

After holding the woman up, the man stopped, raised his head slightly, looked at the few big characters in front of him, and felt inexplicably like he had been beaten by something, and he was a little painful.

As early as when he drove here, a few big characters at the door had been engraved into the man's mind, but when he saw these words again, the man's heart almost collapsed, and even the whole person was a little overwhelmed, standing there, looking at the big characters in a daze, motionless.

The woman held an umbrella and accompanied the man, looking at the man with some distress, wanting to comfort, her lips moved a few times, but she stopped again.

The light rain drenched these big characters, and it was written on them - five big characters in Guanyinling Cemetery!

Yes, this is a large cemetery in the city of flowers, and among the verdant trees, there are neatly lined up one mausoleum after another, and thousands of the deceased are buried.

And those pedestrians who come and go are undoubtedly coming to Guanyinling Cemetery to sweep the tomb.

The man put aside the umbrella in the woman's hand, staggered into the cemetery, and almost fell to the ground several times, but he persistently walked forward.

The woman reluctantly walked behind the man with an umbrella, and kept bringing the umbrella close to the man, again and again, persevering, refusing to stop, for fear that the man would do something impulsive because of sadness.

The woman knows the man's mood at the moment, and she also knows that the man's heart is almost broken at the moment, but all this has happened, and who can predict such an ending?

She can't, and neither can men, but who should she hate about everything?

Perhaps, some things are destined to happen, some results are destined to be unchangeable, and some lives are like fallen leaves in the wind after all, so fragile that they can't even grasp their own fate.

Finally, the man stopped in front of a tombstone.

After seeing the name on the tombstone, the man fell to the ground, not feeling the dampness on the ground, not feeling the crowd around him, the whole person collapsed there, his eyes were always fixed on the name on the tombstone, and the photo above the name, and never moved away for a moment.

The woman who came forward crouched down, propped up the umbrella on the man's head, and looked at the name on the tombstone, as well as some yellowed photographs eroded by the rain.

The woman in the photo can vaguely be seen to be delicate and moving, with smart eyes, a tender little nose, and a smile that is still the same, but unfortunately, she will never come back.

The man sat on the ground for a long time, his Adam's apple kept shaking, his lips kept moving, and finally, two words came out of his throat: "Yingzi!"

A hoarse voice, coming from the throat, alarmed the surrounding crowd and also the light rain in the sky, which suddenly began to grow heavier, and the rain fell down the edge of the umbrella.

The man shook off the umbrella held above his head, slowly crawled towards the tombstone, and then hugged the tombstone tightly, as if hugging his most beloved girl, and kept reading: "Yingzi, don't be afraid, I will always stay here, always hold you, just like you hugged me before, we will never be separated." ”

"Brother, don't do this, Sister Wen Ying is no longer here, so don't torture yourself anymore. The woman wanted to pull the man away, but the man clung to the tombstone and refused to let go, and the woman had no way to pull the man away.

The woman had no way to pull the man away, so she could only use her body to cling to the man, hoping to use her warmth to dissolve the man's sadness and mend the scars in her heart.

But how can a scarred and scarred heart be mended!

Yes, when the heart is broken, it can no longer be stitched, just like a broken mirror, the broken mirror is reunited, and the final awakening is a beautiful legend.

"Why, why is this happening? God, why are you torturing me like this!" the man suddenly raised his head and roared at the sky, "Why, why can't you give me a chance, even once! What the hell did I do wrong, you want to torture me like this!"

Yes, why, why can't God give each other who love each other a chance to meet again? Why can't things in the world be perfect after all? Why is it that things are impermanent, but people always have to leave endless pain?

Tears mixed with rain fell into the man's mouth, but the man didn't realize it.

How the man wished that time could be turned back to the day we met each other!

It's a pity that everything is extravagant, there are no ifs in this world!

The rain kept falling, and the man just hugged the tombstone, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, he just wanted to quietly accompany his beloved woman, and if time could stand still, it would be better.

The woman behind her hugged the man tightly, crying in distress.

She knew that she couldn't persuade the man, but as long as she could stay by his side quietly, she was already satisfied.

The woman knows that the man's heart has never been able to let go of Sister Wen Ying, and she is jealous in her heart, but the most is sympathy for Sister Wen Ying.

The woman inquired in many ways, and met Wen Ying's sister by chance, and then she learned that Wen Ying's cemetery was in this flower city.

Even if a man searches for a lifetime, it is impossible to find it, let alone know that Wen Ying's grave is under his nose.

The woman didn't know if Sister Wen Ying was still thinking about the man in her heart before she died, but the woman knew why Sister Wen Ying chose to be buried in Huacheng after she died, because Huacheng had her thoughts.

The woman will think in her heart, how good it would be if she was Sister Wenying in the photo, and it would be worth it to have a man who loves her deeply to cry for herself, even if she dies.

At this time, an elderly couple walked from not far away, bent over their waists, walking straight in the direction of the man and woman, and their steps seemed a little heavy and a little hurried.

When the couple saw the men and women in front of their daughter's grave, one of them rushed up directly, pointed at the man and scolded: "What are you doing here? What qualifications do you have to come to my daughter's grave to worship? Are you worthy?"

Seeing the comer, the man slowly got up and called out, "Auntie." ”

"Who is your aunt!" The woman's apricot eyes widened, and her hands pushed the man forward, "You hurry up and get out of here, you are not welcome here!

"If it weren't for you, how could Wen Ying have died?

The woman's hateful voice reached the man's ears, undoubtedly smashing the man's already broken heart again.

No matter how the other party pushed him, the man stood there, just unwilling to leave.

The couple threatened, "If you don't leave, I'll call the police!"

In the face of the threat of the couple, the man seemed a little helpless, and finally chose to compromise, and finally glanced at the woman in the photo, so he had to stay away.

It's just that the man didn't leave, but stood far away, quietly looking at the tombstone in front of him, the pain in his eyes couldn't hide the self-blame in his heart.

"Brother, let's go, lest they come and drive us away again. The woman took the man's arm and whispered.

The man was indifferent, still standing in the wind and rain, facing the wind and rain, facing the spring cold, staring closely ahead, just watching, watching, letting the rain soak his clothes.