Mother's death day.

The sky was gray and drizzling, as if to tell the mourning for the dead.

Qin Sheng got up early in the morning to prepare, and then went to the flower shop to buy flowers.

Xiao Junxian wanted to go together, but Qin Sheng didn't allow it.

It stands to reason that Xiao Junxian is her husband and can go, but she feels a little awkward.

Bought flowers and put them in the car.

Qin Sheng started the car and headed towards the cemetery.

She is not worried that she will run into someone from the Qin family, her mother has passed away for so many years, how many times has Qin Shaode gone to worship?

Although he remembered that on this day, Yang Shuhua would definitely not let Qin Shaode go.

That's why she's so resentful.

Due to the rainy day, there were few cars on the road, and Qin Sheng arrived at the cemetery at ten o'clock.

Holding flowers and holding an umbrella, he stepped through the bluestone slabs of the cemetery and found his mother's tombstone.

Qin Sheng put the flowers in front of the tomb, and the petals stained with rain were delicate.

Qin Sheng does look very similar to his mother, but he is a little more beautiful than his mother.

After going to the United States for many years, she has not been able to come back to visit, her hand is on the tombstone, Qin Sheng whispered: "Mom, I'm sorry, I came to see you." ”

Qin Sheng stood quietly in front of the tombstone and mourned, recalling the day his mother died, still as if it were yesterday.

At that time, my mother was seriously ill and hospitalized for a month, and she had improved, but suddenly she died at night and was not rescued.

The rain gradually decreased, hitting the umbrella drop by drop, and finally stopped, and the sun came out, Qin Sheng put away the umbrella and was about to go back, but a low voice came from behind him.

"Iris."

Qin Sheng almost subconsciously turned his head.

Jiang Diyun was dressed in black casual trousers, and his upper body was also a dark T-shirt, standing a few meters away in a distinguished manner, the rain had just stopped, the sun was evaporating the stagnant water on the ground, and the air was filled with wisps of mist, which were all around him, as if he was about to feather at any time.

Qin Sheng frowned, she forgot that her mother's death day was also the death day of Jiang Diyun's mother.

Jiang Diyun took a step: "Kailai's designer, it's really you, you can understand what I want, and remember what I said back then, Xiaosheng, you still have me in your heart, right." ”

Qin Sheng didn't hide it: "Mr. Jiang, that's just work." ”

"Is that really it?" Jiang Diyun was a little aggressive: "Xiaosheng, no one knows you better than me, a famous designer who came back from the United States, in the past five years, you fled to the United States, didn't you just avoid me?" ”

"Do you really know me?" Qin Sheng chuckled, took a deep breath, and met his cold eyes: "Do you understand, just don't listen to any explanation from me, and conclude that I am the murderer of your mother?" What you understand is to believe that I pushed your warmth, and I am a femme fatale. ”

The appearance of Jiang Diyun made Qin Sheng, who was immersed in the sadness of his mother's death day, a little uncontrollable.

Jiang Diyun twisted his eyebrows: "My mother said it was you, Xiaosheng, how do you make me believe you?" ”

"Then don't say anything."

She couldn't explain this herself, obviously she didn't push it, but Jiang Diyun's mother pointed at her, not her.

If it's because you're usually dissatisfied with her, you can frame her with your own life.

"Xiao Sheng." Jiang Diyun stopped her: "What do you mean by the sentence you left on Weibo?" ”

And sure enough, he saw it.

She turned her back to him with a cold expression: "It doesn't mean anything, it's casually." ”

"Xiaosheng, over the years, I often think of you."

Qin Sheng closed his eyes and smiled sarcastically: "Is Mr. Jiang feeling guilty?" ”

"Yes, but I don't regret doing that, and if I could do it all over again, I'd send you in."

It's really ruthless.

Qin Sheng turned around suddenly, Jiang Diyun's face was expressionless, and he couldn't even see a trace of emotion.

"But if I could do it all over again, I wouldn't be stupid enough to treat you as the whole world."

It's the tone of resentment.

Jiang Diyun took a step further, his eyebrows were deep: "If I do it all over again, I will still marry you and let you be my Mrs. Jiang, and I will not hand over the divorce agreement again." ”

Qin Sheng was stunned, unable to see Jiang Diyun clearly.

While sending her to prison, she regretted the divorce.

It's ironic.

"Jiang Diyun, do you know, when I came back, when I was in prison, I thought of a thousand ways to take revenge on you, but I still don't know what to do with you." Qin Sheng laughed at himself bitterly: "So, we'd better not have any more intersections." ”

She resolutely turned around, and she couldn't wait to throw herself into her arms and leave today, everything was in a blink of an eye.

Behind him, his voice was low and deep, like nothing, like a magic sound.

"It's too late, and I can't get rid of it from the day you provoked me, unless, you don't want him."

Qin Sheng didn't stop, and when she returned to the car, she sat for half an hour.

She is very clear that she can no longer be swayed by Jiang Diyun, but what does his words mean?

Who is that 'he'?

Shaking his head, Qin Sheng started the car.

On the way, Qin Keyi called, and when she thought that Qin Keyi had helped Qin Shaode deceive her before, Qin Sheng hung up the phone directly.

She will not tolerate the betrayal of the other party because of sisterhood.

In this Jiangcheng, she had nowhere to go, so she went back to Xiangshan.

She saw that Xiao Junxian's car was still at home, and people should be there.

She lived in the master bedroom, and Xiao Junxian lived in the second bedroom next door to her.

Qin Sheng didn't deliberately go to find Xiao Junxian, and when he passed by the door of Xiao Junxian's room, he saw that the door was open, and a female red high heel fell at the door.

The ghost sent the gods, Qin Sheng pushed open the door and walked in.

On the floor, women's underwear, skirts, men's belts, pants, panties were scattered on the floor.

This alone is enough to imagine what the scene in that bedroom will be, and how intense it will be.

"Xiao Shao, you are so bad, lightly."

A woman's coquettish voice came from inside.

Qin Sheng stood still suddenly, his whole body cold, like falling into an ice cellar.