The air is scented with earth and leaves.

The bluestone steps were covered with moss, and the cemetery of the house had been taken care of, and Zong Zhengye walked over. The grave keeper was an old man with a rickety back, and he saw Zong Zhengye coming. Walked and said hello.

"Ye Shao, you're here."

Zong Zhengye didn't speak, nodded and walked slowly towards Yun Mo's tombstone.

There is a bouquet of fresh red roses on the tombstone, has anyone been there?

"Has anyone been here?" Zong Zhengye looked at the rose, so bright red, the same as donating blood.

"It was a woman, and she was wearing a long black robe. With a mask, I can't see what it looks like. Stood here for a while and left. ”

"Where's the name?"

"I didn't stay." The grave keeper shook his head, ignorant of the mysterious visitor.

Zong Zhengye's eyebrows furrowed tightly, thinking that maybe it was Yun Mo's old friend.

He crouched slowly on the ground, his fingers gently rubbing against her tombstone. The picture of her on the tombstone has been exposed to the sun for a long time, wind and rain. Gradually, the color became lighter, and it was so white that it was impossible to see the original appearance.

"Let's find a time to change the picture." Zong Zhengye commanded.

The grave keeper replied on the side.

"You go down first, and leave me alone for a while." Zong Zhengye said softly.

The grave keeper nodded and went down.

When he left, Zong Zhengye slowly approached the tombstone, and his delicate fingers were placed on the tombstone, as if caressing Yunmo's cheeks.

"It's been so long, are you okay? I'm married, and I haven't told you. I'm afraid that you will be angry, and if you are angry, you will definitely hit me. He tugged at the corners of his mouth, despite the smile on his face. But the water in his eyes was already flickering slightly, flickering. In the end, it became a mist in the shadow rain.

Legend has it that the tears of the soul are mist.

Therefore, in this cemetery, it is often obscured by dense fog. These are the tears of the dead, who grieve for the person or the person, and grieve for their own death.

The tears of the living, the tears of the soul.

"The children are very good, Chu Yan is now growing taller again. And it's getting more and more like you, sometimes when I look at Chu Yan, I think that she will grow up in the future. Will it be exactly the same as you, what kind of man will she marry in the future, maybe in my heart, no man can be worthy of our little princess......

"Chu Che has also grown up, and now he is very sticky to Tang Finch, oh! By the way, forget jì sue sù you. I married Tang Que, and she was very good to the children, and she was good to me. But I can't accept her good ......

"I can't accept the good of another person when I love you. No, I can't! ”

Zong Zhengye unconsciously, tears slowly fell. It dripped on the stone tablet and turned into patches of water.

Zong Zhengye babbled for a long time, until he couldn't speak anymore. Only then did he slowly stand up.

As he turned to leave, he looked around. The rain had stopped, but the mist from the mountain streams had become denser and denser.

"I'll come back to see you in a few days." Zong Zhengye said silently in his heart.

It won't be long before we can meet.

――

Tang Que did not ask the driver to send her home, but excused herself that she was going to the city to buy something. So he drove her to the city.

She texted Yang Xu to drink coffee on the roof of Yonglong.

There are some things she wants to ask Yang Xu.

Yang Xu was originally playing with Lu Yan, and he was having a good time, and when he saw that it was Tang Que's text message. After a little contemplation, he agreed to the appointment. There were some things he really needed to talk to Tang Que about.

When he arrived at Yonglong, Tang Que sat by the window. Wrapped tightly in the thin shirt on her body, she looked thin and haggard from a distance.

"Can I call you that, Aque?" Yang Xu sat opposite her and slowly spoke.

"Yes, I'm only eighteen years old, much younger than you."

"Are you looking for me to ask about Zong Zhengye?" Yang Xu asked with a twisted eyebrow.

Tang Que nodded undeniably.

"His body ......" Tang Que looked at Yang Xu, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"He now has signs of liver cancer in the early days, and drinking alcohol for a long time is particularly harmful to the liver, and it is also very harmful to the stomach." Yang Xu told her truthfully.

"What do you say? Medicated diet or inpatient surgery? Tang Que looked at Yang Xu nervously.

"It's all external, it's not a problem. The main thing is his heart. If he is bent on death, this rhythm continues. In less than a year, his body will definitely collapse! Yang Xu twisted his eyebrows and said Yan zhòng.

Hell-bent on death!

Why is it bent on death?

Is he just not going to live? He doesn't want Chu Yan Chu Che anymore? Don't do it yourself?

It's cruel! Yun Mo cruelly threw them down, and now Zong Zhengye wants to throw himself down again. Leaving everything behind, just to find her?

"So, do you understand?" Yang Xu asked.

"What do you make me understand?" The corners of Tang Que's mouth pulled out a helpless, sad, and self-deprecating smile.

"Pull him out and pull him back from the road that is going farther and farther." Yang Xu looked at Tang Que deeply.

"You can't help but think too highly of me, he is not something I can pull back." Tang Que coldly sarcastically mocked himself.

If only he could be moved, if he could be pulled back. Why are you still here? Asked Yang Xu how to make Zong Zhengye feel better.

How sad! How sad!

The conversation finally fell silent, and Yang Xu didn't know what he could say to change the status quo. In the end, I found that I was powerless.

"You are like you, you and Yun Tianyue, and Huang Shao talk about this matter."

"I don't want to go to them." Tang Que shook her head indifferently, she didn't want Yun Tianyue to interfere too much in her own affairs.

"However, only they have a way."

After all, the people who Zong Zhengye can listen to, except for the deceased Zong Zhengbaili, there is only Zong Zhenghuang.

"If you don't go, I'll go. Originally, I was going to talk to Zong Zhenghuang about it. ”

"Thank you then." Tang Que smiled reluctantly at Yang Xu.

Yang Xu sighed, "We have known Ye since we were children and played until we grew up. He was never a cold-blooded and heartless man. If you are good to him, he must see it. It's just that Yunmo is always someone he can't let go. I want you to talk to him, because the problem between you can only be solved if you take the initiative. If you don't take the initiative, Zong Zhengye will never take the initiative. ”

"Thank you, Yang Xu. It's not early, I'll go first. ”

Tang Que said goodbye to Yang Xu, went downstairs and went home with the driver.

When I went back, the nanny told Tang Que that Zong Zhengye had just come back and went to the study. Seems to be in a bad mood.

I went to see Yunmo, so I was in a bad mood? Or for other reasons.

Thinking of what Yang Xu said, do you want to communicate? If you don't take the initiative, I'm afraid you'll never be able to wait for Zong Zhengye to take the initiative. If you take the initiative, you don't know what the results will be. ear

If you can't help it, it's not like you can't help it.