Stop at the jeep at the mouth of the cliff.

The private detective sat in the car and watched the woman who had been standing on the edge of the cliff for hours not far away.

Doing this.

I've seen too many people who express their emotions about the final outcome.

Each of them has their own emotions in different ways of expressing.

Some people can accept the truth, some people can't.

And some people need to digest the truth.

The wind at the mouth of the cliff is very strong, and the corners of the galloping shadows are flying.

I don't know how many times the phone rings in my pocket.

There was a hint of pathos in his originally indifferent expression, staring at the mountains in the distance.

It's a tall place.

There were also a lot of weeds in the bare places back then, and there was a green scene everywhere.

But can they remember the horrific scene here in her place?

Just thinking about it, the scene in my eyes began to blur.

I'm sorry.

It turns out that I am not as great as I imagined, and I have forgotten you.

Chi Ying reached out to touch it, but she didn't have time to grasp anything, and she didn't even want to leave air deep in her palm.

It's like once, seeing with my own eyes that his let go of his hand fall from a great height.

"If only one person can live, I hope that person is your sister!"

Chi Ying closed his eyes, whimpered a little uncomfortably, and tears flowed out at once.

The hand clenched into a fist covered his chest, and he felt so bad that he could even breathe.

"How could I—how could I forget you."

What kind of mentality did he have for so long, staying by his side cautiously.

Even the soul trembles just thinking about it.

She should have been suspicious.

The familiar feeling, the age, the blurry picture. and even the past brought by everyone who passed by him. Each one pointed to the only one she didn't recognize.

Chi Ying stared into the distance with all his eyes open, letting the wind blow away the tears on her face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but even the wind in the mountains seems to be gentler than usual.

"Do you know I'm back?"

"I'm sorry I didn't bring him with me."

"He doesn't seem to want to come to this place at all."

"I don't like this place either."

What can be done, she can't let it go, how can she let it go before she gives herself a result.

But now that the results are there, she doesn't know how to put them down.

A violent roar sounded behind him.

She turned back.

The wind around her suddenly became arrogant, blowing her shawl hair.

The beautiful sports car has lost its usual glamour, and I don't even know where and when the paint will be rubbed off such a large piece.

Mr. Detective leaned out of the car.

Seeing Ji Muyi get out of the car in a hurry, he saw her standing there and couldn't take a step.

He wasn't sure if she had already remembered it all.

He called out very flatly.

"Sister."

Chi Ying looked at him and didn't speak.

From a distance that he couldn't see clearly, his eyes firmly grasped his facial expression.

The pretty teenager showed a clear interest in her from the very beginning of contact.

Every day, every time, I try to do what pleases her.

Watch him walk up to him from near and far.

"Why didn't you come here and tell me all of a sudden, what are you doing?" Ji Mu raised the tips of his fingers and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

What to do?

I've grown so tall, and I'm even more beautiful than when I was a child.

"I'm looking for you!"

Ji Mu pursed his lips tightly, raising his head when the tears were about to flow out, but he still couldn't control the speed at which it fell.

He didn't seem to be able to speak.

I can only hold her palm, and write down a line of words with a very precious stroke.

[I've been waiting for you for a long time. 】