Chapter 482: If the heart doesn't move, it doesn't hurt
Ji Yuan was probably worried about Qin Xiangnan over there, so he replied without much thought: "The president doesn't know why he suddenly lost his soul, he drove out alone, and he walked for four or five hours, he didn't bring the usual mobile phone, and took another one." ”
It's like losing your soul......
Hearing this, her heart was swollen as if someone had punched her.
"I see."
If nothing happened, he responded to Ji Yuan's sentence.
You Zhenai hung up the phone, she raised her head and let out a sneer at the sky.
Mom, that's what you said about not moving your heart if it doesn't hurt.
She rubbed her sour eyes, then walked quickly to the trash can on the side of the road and threw the keychain in her hand without the slightest attachment.
There was a lot of traffic, and in the end she was alone.
……
At five or six o'clock in the city, the sky was just a little white with a fish's belly, and the high-end cemetery was full of big trees, black and oppressive, and it looked particularly gloomy.
The man walked alone under the jungle, stepping on the dew-covered bluestone, climbing up step by step.
As he approached the familiar tombstone, he paused for a moment, struggling to move forward.
trembling to the tombstone, under the azure, in the photo on the tombstone, the smile on the girl's beautiful face is much brighter than those in the information.
Qin Xiangnan raised his hand, stretched it out tremblingly, gently pressed his thumb on the girl's eyebrows, and muttered in his mouth, "How could it be you?" ”
If it weren't for Qiao Songbai, who had the first information, to find out, if the experience on the information had been told to him personally.
He still won't believe it, he won't believe it.
With his knees bent and slowly crouching, his fingers sliding down the tombstone, his deep eyes fixed on the girl in the photo.
The eye sockets are unconsciously moist.
"I knew." When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse.
I wouldn't have listened to you if I had known what to say, and I would have found you if I said anything.
I knew that I would rather fight with you in reality for ten years, even if I kept losing to you.
He knelt down on his knees, his forehead against the tombstone, "Ruan Soft." ”
The name he hears so often these days, he can't help but prick up his ears every time he hears it.
The first time he shouted out of his own mouth, his lips trembled slightly, his voice seemed to be torn apart with his heart, and his voice was hoarse.
He clenched his fists with both hands and pressed them to the ground so hard that he didn't even realize that the skin was broken.
It took him a long time before he spoke again, "I've thought of countless scenarios where we meet. ”
But I didn't think about this, yin and yang are separated.
As the sky grew brighter, Qin Xiangnan sat on the ground paralyzed, his suit pants standing on the dirt, embarrassed.
Yu Han approached and recognized that it was him, and was surprised, "Aren't you that Qin Xiangnan?" ”
After driving for more than ten hours, feeling grief-stricken, Qin Xiangnan lifted his eyelids tiredly and glanced at Yu Han.
Didn't speak.
Turning his head slowly, he looked at the photo and name on the tombstone again, and smiled with curled lips.
Yu Han was puzzled by his actions, "Why are you here?" ”
Asked, he bent down and squatted, put the flower he was holding in his hand in front of the tombstone, and then squatted to look at Qin Xiangnan.
Qin Xiangnan ignored his question and asked, "Have you known her for a long time?" ”
Yu Han knew that Qin Xiangnan was asking about him and Ruan Ruan, but he didn't think much about it, nodded and said, "Well, when you are old." ”
Speaking of Ruan Ruan, the light in his eyes softened.