It's already late autumn and early winter, the fallen leaves are all over the ground, stepping on it makes a crisp sound, the weeds are climbing and entangled, no one has sorted it out for a long time, and it is desolate.

She crouched down in front of a tombstone, rolled up her sleeves, and began to sort out the weeds that crisscrossed the tombstone, clearing the fallen leaves and dust.

On the tombstone, the black-and-white photograph gradually appeared.

She looked at the photo, and after so many years of wind and rain, it seemed to have a slight discoloration.

But the smiling man in the picture has always been the same, kind, gentle, and the eyes looked at her as they had been for many years, and if he had stood in front of him vividly, he would have reached out and rubbed her hair.

Then he smiled and said, "My baby, how good." ”

In fact, she has never been a good girl, when she was young, she was arrogant and willful, she was arrogant and squeamish, and the princess was sick.

It seems that there is something wrong with the whole body.

However, in his eyes, no matter how flawed she was, she was perfect.

Her eyes were a little sour, and tears were about to fall, but she raised her head slightly and didn't cry.

She took out a tissue and wiped the photos on the tombstone over and over again, until she felt that there was no more ash on it, just the colors that had been eroded by the wind and rain, and she could no longer wipe them.

The sky was getting darker and darker, like her heart, so heavy that she couldn't let in a little sunlight.

When the rain was coming, she raised her head to look at the reckless cemetery, which was desolate in the early winter.

She slowly squatted down again, stroked the person in the photo, and whispered, "Dad, I'll take you out of this place soon." ”

After saying this, she didn't dare to stop any longer, and turned her head away from him.

He smiled so kindly, as if he could hear her when she spoke.

Then, he nodded in agreement.

I am most afraid of lovesickness and torment.

It was already afternoon when she came down the mountain, and after spending hours on the mountain before she knew it, the rain that had been brewing since the morning had finally begun to fall.

Walking on the mountain road, the rain was falling one after another, and the sky was getting colder and colder.

Tightening the trench coat on her body, her steps were a little faster.

Luckily, the car was parked at the foot of the hill, and it didn't take her long to get down.

Back in the car, she carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes in the mirror, until she saw that the person in the mirror was rejuvenated, and then smiled softly at herself in the mirror.

In the past many lonely and difficult days, no one talked to her, no one smiled at her.

She was alone, and after crying and pain, she finally learned to talk to herself.

Then, smile hard at yourself in the mirror and tell yourself, those words that are strong.

In fact, this trick is quite effective, at least in such a severe depression, she can come over, and the person in the mirror gave her great courage.

Because she always felt that Wen Liang shouldn't be like this!

She has always been so high-spirited, proud and beautiful, how can she be so decadent and so downcast?

Later, she walked back and forth in the past many times by herself, and then slowly walked out of the chaos with a glimmer of light thrown by Mr. D.

The car drove away from the road where the shadows of the trees were sprinkled, and Wen Liang didn't notice that at the end of the road she had left, under the shade of the trees, there was a black Bentley lying quietly, and I don't know how long it had been parked in that place.

It's quiet, the leaves fall quietly down and fall on it, and time seems to have stood still.

Tang Xian looked at the people in the back seat from the rearview mirror, Gu Hanshi had been sitting in the back seat for a long time, with two long legs overlapped, and the documents on the legs had not been read, according to his speed, he should have read and signed this document a long time ago.

This time, no.

didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't say a word, Tang Xian was a little uncertain in his heart.

Seeing that the cool car had already driven away, he asked cautiously: "Mr. Gu, do you want to follow?" ”

Gu Hanshi gently rolled down the window of the car, a cold wind poured in from the mountain, and the heating in the car was all dispersed, Tang Xian felt a little cold, but when he saw Gu Hanshi, he only looked at the faint tombstone on the mountain, and was slightly distracted.

After that, he muttered, "She's finally back!" ”

Tang Xian was stunned for a moment: "Didn't Miss Wen come back a long time ago?" ”

For a while, he couldn't understand the flavor of Gu Hanshi's words, and Gu Hanshi didn't intend to explain.

The man looked outside for a while, then shifted his gaze back to the document on his lap, and without looking at it again, he closed the document and only said, "Let's go." ”

Tang Xian didn't know where Gu Hanshi wanted to go, and just wanted to ask, Gu Hanshi spoke: "Go back to the company." ”

He didn't ask any more and drove towards Genting Tower.

In fact, Gu Hanshi is not a stalker, and there is a reason why he followed Wen Liang to this place this time.

For the cool things, Gu Hanshi is obviously more concerned than anything else.

I don't know if it should be said to be fate or coincidence, as soon as his car drove to the central avenue, he saw her car overtake, the speed was a little fast, Gu Hanshi couldn't be familiar with her license plate number, and he recognized it at a glance.

Almost instantly, he asked Tang Xian to follow.

At that time, I thought to myself that she was driving the car so fast, it looked like there should be something urgent.

Out of concern.

Unexpectedly, following her all the way, she went to the cemetery.

When he was going down the mountain, he wiped the corner of his eye when he saw her get into the car.

I guess it's very sad!

Gu Hanshi leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and when he lay down, he fell asleep in a blur.

It must have been too busy during this time, and he didn't sleep more than three hours a day, and it was not unusual for him to lie down and sleep now.

The car was not driving very smoothly, and there were some bumps on the road.

He slept restlessly, in a dazed way, and remembered many things.

In his memory, Wen Liang was still sixteen or seventeen years old, with long braids, and when he jogged, the braids dangled on the back of his head, and his heart melted.

Wen Zhao loves her very much, and when she has time, she has to pick her up from school in person.

Every time, Wen Zhao and the others were at the school gate, leaning on the side of the high-profile luxury car, Wen Liang smiled when he saw it, and then ran towards him.

Usually those times, he was doing everything he could to make her angry.

Wen Liang, who was so angry that his eyes were red a moment ago, immediately danced with his eyebrows after seeing Wen Zhao.

Wen Zhao would reach out and stroke her hair, pampering her with great affection.

The father and daughter waited happily, waiting for Fu Zhi.