Chapter 1034 Old Friend. Let's go!

When Han Zhenbei died, Yanjing was shaken. And a grand memorial service was held by one of his sons and daughters.

When Mai Changqing died, there were not a few celebrities present. There were even a lot of ridiculous things. For example, Ling Hong violently beat the popular first son - Chen Yifei!

Chen Yifei passed away.

Yanjing was scolded. Whether it's privately or in the public media. all criticized him verbally and literally, without the slightest hint of subtlety and tactfulness. Words are heart-wrenching and hurtful to people's flesh and bones.

Even a memorial service - no one did it for him!

The Chen family should do it for him!

He has given his whole life for the Chen family, and the Chen family should not only do it for him, but also do it beautifully and decently!

But no.

Chen Xueqin, the current helmsman of the Chen family, just conveyed three words to the public: he is not worthy!

Her decision made sense.

After all, her father was killed by Chen Yifei. Regardless of whether Chen Yifei treats Old Man Chen as a father or not. Chen Xueqin is the one who deserves it.

She didn't do it, and there was enough reason for that!

But Ling Hong was extremely worried.

He's dead. There was not even a decent memorial service for him. also has to bear a hundred years of infamy.

Ling Hong knew that this was Chen Yifei's own idea.

He wants to push Chen Xueqin to the altar with his own death!

Now. Chen Yifei's goal was achieved.

Chen Xueqin's ruthlessness taught the onlookers a deep lesson. It also makes people realize that this extremely arrogant and brainless woman has a new understanding!

Generally speaking, people don't want to be enemies of jackals.

Even his own brother dares to kill, and even his own brother can be left without any mercy. Who can expect such a woman to look the other way at herself!

Chen Xueqin's status in Yanjing was suddenly raised to the point of awe.

Creak.

Ling Hong pushed open Chen Xueqin's door, and Miss Chen Jiaer was working at the desk. As if I wasn't going to sleep tonight.

"Xueqin." Ling Hong stepped forward gently, put the supper on the desk, and said softly. "Uncle Chen said you haven't eaten much for two days. Grab a bit. So as not to overwhelm the body. ”

Chen Xueqin was indifferent and still buried herself in her work.

Seeing this, Ling Hong just sighed lightly and looked at Chen Xueqin with pity.

She is more bitter than her own life!

I just have a dead husband, but I still have parents, children, and the Mai family who treat me as a daughter. At least, I still have the courage and motivation to live.

What about her?

The most respected father died.

The brother he once loved so much also died.

In the huge Chen family, she is the only one left!

How to hold up?

"Sister Hong. I'm so sad—"

Chen Xueqin raised her head, her face full of tears.

Ling Hong's heart softened, turned the desk and sat next to her, and gently hugged her shoulders: "Sister Hong knows that you are sad, and she also knows that you are very bitter. But you are the only reliance of the Chen family. You have to hold on. Whether it's for yourself or for your father. ”

Chen Yifei did the right thing.

Protected Chen Xueqin from beginning to end. Even if he dies, he would rather be misunderstood by Chen Xueqin for the rest of his life. Reluctant to give any explanation.

Even at this moment, Chen Xueqin was so sad that she collapsed. If you know the cause and effect. What should she do?

She was just a spendthrift woman.

Her father's death hit her hard. She slowly learned to be sensible and self-reliant.

And Chen Yifei's death almost made her collapse.

"I love him—" Chen Xueqin slowly raised her head and said with teary eyes. "Sister Hong, you know. I love him - and yet he makes me hate him. He's so cruel. ”

Ling Hong sighed lightly and said softly, "Silly girl." He is still excellent to you. Isn't it? He paved the way for you. Even if you kill him, he still loves you so much. ”

Chen Xueqin was heartbroken. Ling Hong was also extremely sorry.

is like the only magazine that is willing to say a fair word for Chen Yifei: A beautiful woman, why is she a thief?

In this world, perhaps no one knows Chen Yifei's mental journey better than Ling Hong.

"Sister Hong. How are you back? Can you take Chengcheng over too? We teach him and raise him together. All right? Chen Xueqin pleaded.

"Okay." Ling Hong nodded heavily.

-- A wilderness.

Except for the bright moon in the sky, there was not a single light waving. It seems to have been abandoned by the world, which makes people feel cold.

A tombstone.

Alone.

The man was dressed in black and looked like a zombie. Not only is there no emotion, but there is not even the slightest expression. If it weren't for the fact that his breathing was extremely steady and proved that he was alive, others might have thought of him as a dead man.

The silver moonlight tilted on him, and it also shrouded the lonely tombstone. In this dark wilderness, there is a strong atmosphere of forest, and it also reveals a thick sadness.

Born with a thousand feet of glory, a pinch of loess after death. also bears a lifetime of infamy.

Qiu Fei stared at the tombstone calmly. And the words on the tombstone: Tomb of a friend.

Two words are engraved in the lower left corner: Qiu Fei.

Few people in this world know the real name of the left-handed knife. So he engraved his real name.

No name. It's because Qiu Fei knows that Chen Yifei never minds the eyes of the unexpected world. Otherwise, how could he be willing to destroy his perfect image and all his reputation overnight?

He's dead.

But he's alive. Live in Qiu Fei's heart.

"No one has erected a monument for you. I got it. ”

"No one sweeps your grave. I got it. ”

"There is no one to pay tribute to you. I got it. ”

"There's no one to talk to. Or I'll come! ”

Syllable!

Qiu Fei slapped the wine jug open, raised his head and took a big sip.

He never drank alcohol. Because he was afraid of affecting his speed and judgment.

But today, he wants to accompany Chen Yifei to take a sip.

"When you used to be tired at night, you always invited me to drink two drinks." Qiu Fei said calmly. "I don't drink. It's because I never drink. And because I'm going to protect you. ”

"Now. You're gone. I'm no longer protected. Qiu Fei raised the flask and took another sip. Tonight. If you don't get drunk, you don't go home. ”

Qiu Fei drank pot after pot.

He never drank alcohol, so he drank extremely poorly. After drinking too much, there was a red tide on the sallow face. Mu Ne's eyes also brightened and refreshed.

He drank faster and faster, more and more. Drunk too much to help yourself.

He and Chen Yifei have spent countless nights.

He was standing, and Chen Yifei was sitting. Maybe not a word will be spoken in one night. Not even a single eye contact.

But he's very down-to-earth and steady.

Because he knew that Chen Yifei understood him. In this world, only Chen Yifei understands him.

Now. He's dead.

Die dashing, die vigorous. Die - no turning back!

In the future, who will accompany you through those sleepless nights? Who will encourage you to achieve your dreams?

He once said: Qiu Fei. I hope that one day, I will be your supporter and enjoy the grand battle you have always dreamed of!

Syllable!

After drinking the last pot of wine, Qiu Fei threw the flask into the air. His eyes stared at the tombstone brightly and intently: "It's okay, I will tell you the excitement of that battle, word by word." ”

"Old friend. Let's go. ”

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