There was an uproar in the classroom, the news of Fu Monian's transfer was really unexpected, not only Yu Huanxi accepted incompetence, but also the teachers and all the students couldn't accept it, they all thought that Fu Monian was just asking for sick leave, and they didn't think about it......

Recently, everyone has heard about Xuanqi, and they have speculated whether Fu Monian transferred to another school because he took over Xuanqi.

Cemetery

The young man stood in front of the tombstone in a black suit, the sky was drizzling, Tian Lao insisted on giving him an umbrella, but he refused and drove back to the car to sit.

The shattered forehead had been soaked by the rain, and his bloodshot eyes stared motionlessly at the photo on the tombstone, and his current mood was too complicated to say.

"Grandpa, why the hell did you leave this arrangement?"

He never understood why his grandfather targeted his parents, and asked Tian Lao, but Tian Lao didn't tell him.

People are selfish, they all want to have both, parents, joy, he wants to have both, but grandpa only allows him to choose one side, and at the moment, he has not made a real choice.

The drizzle was getting heavier and heavier, and the boy's black suit was gradually soaked, and the rain was dripping down his clothes to the ground, and his face was also wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain.

"Old Tian, do you have to force the young master to look different?" Ding Yicheng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was very distressed, he had the same doubts as Fu Monian, and he didn't understand why the old man made such an arrangement.

Tian Lao took off his glasses and wiped the wetness at the end of his eyes, "Hey, the pain of the previous generation has been extended to the little master, it is indeed very unfair, but it is a pity that this is the arrangement made by the master before his death, and it cannot be changed." ”

"What kind of pain did the older generation have?" Ding Yicheng's eyebrows furrowed.

Tian Lao sighed again, and didn't seem to have any intention of continuing.

Ding Yicheng clenched the steering wheel, "Do you want to watch the young master be kept in the dark?" ”

Tian Lao looked at the thin and dense rain curtain outside the car window, and really had no intention of saying it.

Ding Yicheng let out a long sigh, got out of the car with an umbrella and ran to Fu Monian.

Fu Mo Nian took a difficult step and turned around, meeting Ding Yicheng's eyes, he barely raised the corners of his lips, "It's quite cold, why don't you stay in the car?" ”

"Knowing that the weather is cold, you are still raining, Fu Monian, are you stupid!" Ding Yicheng took off his coat and put it on Fu Monian's shoulder, propped the umbrella above his head, and dragged him to speed up his pace to the car.

Fu Mo Nian choked up and said, "I'm fine, I know it very well in my heart." ”

"Don't think I don't know you're saying this to yourself!" Ding Yicheng glanced at Fu Monian angrily, "If you still want to see Huanxi, take care of your body!" ”

"I don't want to go out of school for the time being, so let's hang up my school registration first." Fu Mo Nian couldn't speak, stretched out his hand to brush away the broken forehead, and his dim eyes were full of sadness, "On her side, I won't see her for the time being, if she comes to me, she will say that I have gone abroad." ”

Ding Yicheng paused, "Do you know what the consequences of doing this will be?" ”

There is no doubt that it will break Yu Huanxi's heart!

"I know, do what I say, if we meet, it will only make us more sad for each other." Fu Monian patted Ding Yicheng's shoulder, "Parents, please take care of you and Uncle Ding, I will go back when I have time." ”

"How much weight does Yu Huanxi occupy in your heart?" Ding Yicheng asked in a deep voice.

Fu Mo Nian laughed at himself, "I don't know myself." ”

Anyway, as soon as I closed my eyes, it was all her voice and smile.