Left Tingchuan's car.

"Fourth." Li Youlin reminded in a dumb voice.

Huo Qing returned to his senses.

In the cramped space, the air pressure seems to have dropped to the bottom.

Looking at each other, he looked at Wen Mochen in the driver's seat without a trace.

"Mo Chen."

Wen Mochen raised his eyes, his expression was slightly solemn, he didn't speak, but nodded, and then sped up.

In the last few seconds of the green light, they smoothly distanced themselves from the car they were following.

Soon, Zuo Tingchuan's car was no longer visible behind the car.

Li Youlin retracted his gaze faintly, as if reminding him casually: "His information is difficult to find, of course, except for those placed on the bright side." He is even more simple than rumored. ”

"Hmm." Huo Qing responded in a low voice, his expression unchanged.

It's just that in the bottom of my heart, the suspicion has deepened again, and even set off a feeling called unknown.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered the condition proposed by Zuo Tingchuan that day - to leave Xia Wan and divorce her.

Leave?

The eagle's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his eyes were dark and indiscernible.

Beside him, Xia Wan looked at the outline of his cold and iron-like side face, frowned unconsciously, lowered his voice and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? A car following us just now? ”

As she spoke, her hand habitually covered the back of his.

Huo Qingsui didn't expect her to notice.

"It's fine." Turning his head sideways, he grabbed her soft with his backhand, rubbed his fingertips lightly on it, and said indifferently, "I just met a competitor at work." ”

"That's it?"

"Hmm."

Somehow, Xia Wan felt that Huo Qingsui's emotions seemed to be faintly wrong, and she wanted to ask, but thinking that now was not the time, she still swallowed her doubtful words.

Huo Qingsui glanced at her deeply, and then looked away.

Zuo Tingchuan......

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the Manxing Cemetery, which has the best environment in Anseong.

The four of them got out of the car, and their expressions were very heavy.

And this heaviness, for Xia Wan and Huo Qingsui, completely reached its peak before arriving at Zhao Lao's tomb.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Wanyan stood in front of the tomb in a black dress, her hand hanging by her side unconsciously clenched into a fist, her chin raised slightly, and she was extremely indifferent to block the sight of the two.

She didn't scream, but an undisguised hatred emanated from all around her.

Looking at Huo Qingsui, her eyes were soaked with coldness: "Grandpa treated you well before his death, and the relationship between you and grandpa is there, I won't stop you from sending grandpa on his last journey, it's just ......"

As soon as the conversation changed, her cold gaze suddenly shot to Xia Wan beside him: "Let her leave!" She's not qualified to worship my grandfather! ”

The moment the words fell, the hatred in her eyes became more and more obvious.

Xia Wan was not surprised that Zhao Wanyan would have such an attitude, she had been mentally prepared long before she came, but what she didn't expect was that Zhao Wanyan's hatred for her was getting deeper and deeper.

Her thoughts retracted, her eyes narrowed, and she spoke: "Zhao ......"

"Do you have to make trouble at your grandfather's grave?"

The man next to her was one step ahead of her, and he spoke in a deep voice.

Xia Wan subconsciously looked sideways, and saw that his expression was even darker, and she sighed silently, she pursed her lips and clenched his hand.

Zhao Wanyan took in the small movements of the two, and in an instant, her pupils contracted violently!

"Huh!"

She sneered, and her raised jaw became tight: "I just said that I don't welcome the summer evening, this is a trouble?" I don't want to see her, when I see her, I will remember how grandpa died, and grandpa will also be uneasy to leave, so I want her to go, is it also wrong? ”

Without waiting for the two to speak, she took a step forward and asked sharply: "With a human life, can you be at ease together?" In the days and nights to come, won't you feel guilty and uncomfortable on the summer night? Because you, my grandfather, the elder of Qingsui, his savior, his mentor and friend, he died! Are you at ease?! ”

Emotions were instantly excited, her brain went blank, and she was about to raise her hand when she gasped.

Xia Wan's eyes are quick to choke her wrists!

"You!"

"Zhao Wanyan," Xia Wan met her resentment, and asked calmly and indifferently, "Then what do you want?" ”

Zhao Wanyan sneered: "Summer evening, can you rest assured?" ”

Xia Wan looked at her lightly for two seconds when she heard this, and finally let go of the shackles on her.

She didn't say another word.

Because, it's not worth it.

Zhao Wanyan had already decided that Zhao Lao's departure was all her responsibility, even if Shi Jun had personally gone to her that day to explain something, but obviously, no one could change her mind.

In that case, it is useless to say more.

She wouldn't care how Zhao Wanyan defined herself.

Her indifference was like a needle, stabbing Zhao Wanyan's already injured heart.

"Why don't you dare answer me? Is your heart weak? She asked coldly.

However, it was Huo Qing who separated her in response, and then, they directly ignored themselves and bowed to their grandfather.

"You ......"

Huo Qingsui didn't look at her, and walked straight to Uncle Fang, who had never spoken: "Uncle Fang." ”

Fang Bo looked at the two people in front of him in a complicated manner and did not speak.

Knowing that he had a thorn buried in his heart, Huo Qingsui didn't say anything: "Jie Wai, take care of yourself, if you have anything, you can tell me, it doesn't matter if you don't want to see me for the time being, just tell Shi Jun." ”

Fang Bo moved his lips, but in the end there was still no response.

Huo Qing bowed slightly: "Farewell." ”

With that, he took Xia Wan's hand and turned to leave.

Xia Wan followed his pace, holding his hand tightly in distress, trying to warm him in this way and make him feel better.

Li Youlin and Wen Mochen on the side glanced at each other when they saw this, and then walked to the tomb together and bowed deeply.

"Uncle Fang, smoke, mourning." Wen Mochen spoke.

Li Youlin followed: "Festival mourning." ”

His lips moved and moved, and Uncle Fang shook his head with difficulty: "Li Shao, Wen Shao, I'll send you." ”

The two did not refuse, understanding that he was trying to give Zhao Wanyan time to calm down.

The moment he turned around, Li Youlin didn't hold back in the end, and looked at Zhao Wanyan without a trace.

Only, she didn't look at him.

Tearing his lips at himself, he strode away.

After walking for a distance, Fang Bo suddenly spoke, his voice was desolate, and when he listened carefully, he seemed to be a little hesitant in it: "Li Shao......"

Wen Mochen glanced at Uncle Fang and said with great insight: "Third brother, I'll wait for you in the car." ”

"Okay." Li Youlin responded, and then looked at Uncle Fang, "Uncle Fang, is there something wrong?" ”

In response to him, Uncle Fang smiled wryly at worry and helplessness.

"Li Shao," Fang Boqiang looked at Li Youlin with sadness, "You know, the eldest lady was brought up by Zhao Lao, and Zhao Lao left suddenly, and it was ...... Although the eldest lady didn't say it, I knew that she ......"

When the words came to his lips, he couldn't say any more.

Li Youlin's eyes were deep: "Uncle Fang......"

His eyes quickly reddened, Uncle Fang raised his eyes, and his gaze was earnest: "The eldest lady still can't accept it, Li Shao, you ...... Can you help me persuade the eldest lady? I'm also old, and I can't stay with the eldest lady for too long, I hope that Li Shao can take care of the eldest lady for me, she actually ......"

It's pathetic.

The last three words, he still didn't say in the end.

His eldest lady was too proud to want others to say that about her.

Even......

"Li Shao......" Fang Bo took a deep breath, his voice heavy.

Looking at each other, Li Youlin suddenly felt that his heart was heavy, and even his heart, which had been hardened in the past two days, seemed to be a soft mess.

"Li Shao......"

His eyes flashed slightly, and Li Youlin said dumbly: "Uncle Fang, don't worry." ”

After all, he was still moved by compassion, and he still couldn't let go of her in the end.

Almost uncontrollable, his body moved before his brain, and by the time he came back to his senses, he was back in front of the grave.

In the line of sight, I had the impression that the man who had always been arrogant was squatting in front of the tomb in despair, his face against the tombstone, and his eyes were red.

She's crying.

The tip of his heart was stabbed, and Li Youlin approached silently.

And the closer I got, the thicker the unspeakable sorrow in the air. It is so thick that it is oppressive, and it is even difficult to breathe.

He watched the tears fall from the corners of her eyes, looked at her weak and helpless, and looked at ......

"Don't cry."

As soon as the hoarse voice with a hint of pity sounded, Zhao Wanyan's body stiffened.

As far as the eye can see, it is a tissue, and a familiar and beautiful finger.

Slowly looking up, she froze.

Their eyes met in the air, one standing and one sitting, neither of them spoke first.

Subtle and complex emotions churned in his chest, and for a long time, Zhao Wanyan unconsciously bit his lip, lowered his eyes to take it, and then held it tightly in his hand, as if dragging the last hope.

Li Youlin looked at her, his expression was still the same.

After a moment, he turned around.

I didn't want him to move, and my hand was grabbed without warning!

"Li Youlin!"

The body was slightly stiff, Li Youlin didn't move, but said lightly: "What ......?"

"I'm sorry."

The three words that caught him off guard completely disrupted his words, and the last word "thing" was blocked in his throat.

She......

Say what?

Lowering his eyes, he looked at her, like a layer of mist in his eyes, which was unusually weak and pitiful.

In an instant, Li Youlin only felt a shock in his heart!

"You ......"

"I'm sorry," as if he couldn't notice his abnormality, Zhao Wanyan's eyes were red, and he unconsciously increased the force of pulling his hand, "I'm sorry, the day grandpa left, I ...... I'm in a bad mood for you...... I'm sorry. ”

After knowing each other for so many years, he had never heard her say sorry, let alone such a distressing and weak look at this moment.

With an astringency in his throat, he spoke: "Smoke ......"

However, before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly went dark!

The soft body clings to him.

In the next second, a muffled apology with a crying voice sounded.

"I'm sorry...... It's my fault, but I'm ...... I ......"

Li Youlin tensed.

He tried to reach out to hug her and comfort her, but his hand froze when it was only half a fist away from her back.

Half-loud, he said in a hoarse voice: "......"

"Li Youlin, I regret it, are we okay together?"