In the past, when my grandfather was still there, I hurt her more than I hurt him.

After smoking a cigarette, he started the car and went to the café next to the Three Nations Square.

The car stopped on the opposite side of the road, he lowered the window, and through the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the café, he saw Su Wansheng and Qin Luo sitting facing each other.

Su Wansheng lowered her head, not knowing what she was looking at, while Qin Luo, who was sitting opposite her, was drinking coffee slowly.

He took the phone, unlocked and clicked on the call record, the top one was Su Wansheng's, he dialed it with his fingertips a little bit, then put the phone to his ear, and looked straight at the two people in the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

He saw Su Wansheng raise his right hand and touch his back strength, he should have lowered his head for a long time, so he was kneading.

The phone rang for more than ten seconds, and he saw Su Wansheng's hand kneading the back of his neck and touching the mobile phone on the side.

But Qin Luo, who was sitting opposite her, didn't know what to say to her, she retracted her hand holding the phone again, turned something out of her bag, and handed it to Qin Luo.

The phone kept thinking of hanging up automatically, but she didn't answer.

Lu Zhenming's handsome face became more and more gloomy, she came to see a friend, he didn't blame her.

She saw Qin Luo, who looked exactly like Qin Lang, and he didn't blame her.

He made so many calls, it wasn't that it was turned off, it wasn't that he couldn't get through temporarily, the phone was at her hand, why didn't she answer it?

And just now, she almost took it, Qin Luo said something, and she ignored it again.

knew that today was grandpa's death day, and knew that it was very likely that he called her, but she didn't even answer his phone, where did she put him?

Lu Zhenming took down the busy phone from his ear, tightened his five fingers little by little, clutched the phone tightly, the cyan veins on the back of his hand bulged, and Jun's face was cold and terrifying.

His dark pupils stared coldly at the two who didn't know what they were talking about.

watched it for three minutes, and didn't wait for Su Wansheng to call him back.

He threw his phone in the passenger seat and started the car to go to the cemetery.

***

In the café.

Su Wansheng looked at Qin Lang's diary, fascinated by it, and forgot to go to worship Old Man Lu.

After standing for a long time, her neck was a little sore, she raised her hand and rubbed the back of her neck, and then subconsciously went to get the mobile phone next to her to see what time it was.

Qin Luo saw that she was going to take her mobile phone, afraid that she would see the missed call on the phone, so he hurriedly said: "Miss Su." ”

As soon as Su Wansheng's hand touched the phone, he heard him call himself, and lifted his eyelids to look at him: "What's wrong?" ”

Qin Luo couldn't think of a good wording for a while, and hesitated for a few seconds, and then his head flashed.

"Do you have a power bank with you? Lend me a favor. ”

"Yes." Su Wansheng withdrew the hand he was going to hold the phone, took the bag on the side, opened the zipper, and took out the power bank from it and gave it to him.

Qin Luo took the power bank and said: "I have read all my brother's diary, when I first met you, he just had the habit of writing a diary, so he wrote it every once in a while." After going to France, he was silent, he didn't like to communicate with people, and he was often alone in a daze, so he wrote down all his thoughts in his diary. ”

Speaking of this, Qin Luo didn't know what to think, and suddenly smiled.

"I never knew that my brother's writing was so good, everyone wrote love letters, he wrote love poems to you, when he went to France for treatment, when he missed you, it was written in the back of the diary, and you can see it when you look down."