Xin Yi sat in front of Qian Ziang's tomb for a long time, and only got up and walked back when the cold on his body was raging.

When going down the steps, Xin Yi raised his eyes slightly, and saw a thin figure walking up step by step, Xin Yi stood up suddenly, and looked at the man who walked up seriously.

He is tall and tall, and his inch-long hair looks very decent. Wearing a brown sweater vest, a white shirt underneath, a pair of black trousers, and a bouquet of flowers in his hand, his steps were very steady and unhappy, and he could see that he was a calm man.

The hope that ignited in Xin Yi's heart gradually extinguished, it was not him.

The person gradually approached her, Xin Yi looked at the oncoming man, and the man finally raised his eyes under her gaze all the way, and his gaze fell lightly on her face. Then he brushed aside and walked past her with a flower.

Unfamiliar face, Xin Yi was disappointed in her heart, slowly looked back at the man, stood in place for a long time, and finally followed.

The man walked straight to Qian Ziang's tombstone and placed the flowers on the ground.

Xin Yi walked over and whispered, "You should buy two paper figurines to burn for him, he liked beauties the most in his life." ”

"Oh? How so? He married a lot of women and divorced many times? The man looked at Xin Yi slightly.

“…… Not really. ”

Xin Yi stared at the man's face very carefully, twisted her eyebrows slightly, and suddenly turned around and left, two cold tears sliding down her face.

The man behind suddenly stepped forward and hugged her from behind, and said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry!"

It was he who harmed her and ruined a clean and pure girl.

Xin Yi pulled the man's hand away, and without making a sound, the man circled around her, lowered his eyes to look at her, and raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears on her face.

"I'm back, the king of Hades won't accept me, saying that I have done a lot of evil, so I'm back to you again, don't push me away, okay?" The man whispered.

She wept for him?

Xin Yi's eyes were red, and she whispered, "We don't owe each other, don't say you know me." ”

"Because of me, you have suffered too much, and I use this life to make up for it, is it okay?" He asked cautiously.

"I am a grassroots life, destined to have nothing to do with wealth and wealth in this life, it is not mine, and I will no longer force it. Your mistakes have also been punished, I don't blame you, I hope you will be a good person in the future, and don't live up to so many people who still love you. ”

Xin Yi's voice was slow, clear and cold, the cold wind blew her hair and waved gently, Xin Yi took a deep breath, it's good, she finally doesn't have to spend her whole life in self-blame and repentance, her heavy heart is relieved.

The man followed her, walking slowly.

When she spoke, he said, and when she finished speaking, he interjected.

"I used to be a bastard, I was excessive, and you also said that I was retributed, since we were all reborn after the catastrophe, why don't we start all over again? Qian Ziang was already dead, dead in the capital, and his body turned to ashes, so he was buried underground. I am Qian Ziyue, the eldest of the Qian family, and the eldest brother of Qian Ziang who has been missing for many years. I am a law-abiding businessman, I also do charity, do public welfare, I have long abandoned the dark and turned to the light, and I am willing to transmit positive energy to the society. I'm still an infatuated man, and I built a coastal entertainment city for one sentence. In order to build the entertainment city, I shamelessly begged people to invest, and it was finally completed. ”

Xin Yi stopped at the intersection of the steps down, turned slowly, and looked at him.

"Do you think that if you change your face, change your hairstyle, change your clothes, and change your tone of voice, you will be reborn? Your essential inferiority is still ......"

"I didn't want to deny my past, I didn't want to deny it at all, I just changed my identity and made a living. There are too many people who want my cheap life, both black and white, and I have no choice but to do it. Hide it from everyone, not even my father. The eldest brother was able to take us away from the capital, otherwise, when the master woke up, we couldn't leave at all, how cruel that master was, I don't think I need to say more. One more day in the capital, one more day of danger for us, do you want to be trapped in the capital for the rest of your life? ”

Qian Ziang lowered his voice and said word by word, he also has hatred, but in the end, it was because of him, he accepted the facts and accepted cruel retribution.

He used the pain and suffering he suffered to resist the heart that should not have been moved.

Xin Yi was silent, the capital was forbidden in her world, and all things and people were unwilling to listen to or see again.

She's not dead yet, but what's the difference between her and the living dead?

"I don't have any hatred in my heart, don't let me hate anyone anymore, please let me leave quietly, all of you."

Xin Yi let out a low voice and walked down step by step with her head in her head.

The vision was blurred, and he realized that he was in tears again.

Xin Yi looked up at the sky and pressed back her tears.

Is it numbness in the eyes or numbness in the heart? Why didn't she feel anything?

Qian Ziang suddenly said loudly:

"Remember one year when your mother took in a boy who had been trafficked? Bruised and bruised, your mother was dying when she carried her home, do you remember him? ”

Xin Yi's footsteps stopped, and Qian Ziang walked down step by step, speaking again as he walked.

At that time, the family was poor, and if they could eat a meal of white rice and white noodles, it was a very happy thing.

The boy stayed at her house for two months and ate white flour three times, the first food he had loved since he could remember.

How good could noodles be back then?

The taste must not be as good as the current cooking seasonings, but the boy's original happiness cannot be achieved in this life.

Xin Yi, who was still a little girl at that time, watched the boy eat the white and soft noodles, staring at her with two eyes, asking her to taste it, and she shook her head resolutely. After the boy had finished eating, she timidly asked:

"Brother, can I drink noodle soup?"

You can't eat it, so it's good to drink soup and taste it.

Three times the noodles, he eats the noodles, and she drinks the soup.

Xin Yi's mother said that Xin Yi was a picky eater and didn't like to eat noodles, so she subconsciously decided so. When the family had the conditions to eat noodles every day, she reflexively refused.

But if you want to ask her what she doesn't like, she can't say it herself.

What don't you like?

Qian Ziang said that he loved noodles, and he was the boy who was ignorant and swallowed a bowl of noodles alone.

A fourteen-year-old boy looks like a ten-year-old, skinny and skinny who has never tasted the warmth of the world since being abducted by human traffickers. Ms. Xin Chengsu, that beautiful and gentle woman, let him know for the first time that there was a feeling that could warm his heart.

Qian Ziang stood at the bottom of Xin Yi's stairs and looked at her.

"Yiyi, it's me."

He recognized him when he went to the hospital with Ahri, but even if he recognized it, he didn't make any moves, this was the cold-blooded him at that time.