The sun was rising higher and higher, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and Han Zhihui, who was covered with beads of sweat on his forehead, showed no sign of leaving.

Time passed slowly, and after the sun was setting in the west and the light gradually dimmed, Han Zhi turned his head to the side and glanced at the tombstone beside him.

From the morning to now, he has never spoken, and suddenly moved his lips: "Lili, I'm leaving again, next time I have time, I'll come to see you again......"

In the past, Han Zhihui came to see Han Zhili, and after saying this, he would usually get up and leave, but this time, after he finished speaking, he sat on the ground and didn't move.

He took a cigarette from his pocket, and after taking two puffs, he spoke again: "Lili, are you blaming your brother now?" It's strange that my brother has been so good to her recently......"

"Lili, don't be angry, my brother won't be like this in the future...... At that time, my brother was soft-hearted, and I looked at her pitiful......"

“…… Leave, don't worry, my brother promised you to help you take revenge, and I will definitely do it, and my brother will let the person who killed you also taste how uncomfortable it is to be miserable for your relatives! ”

"Lili, you have a little nephew, you know?"

"His name is Hanhan, and he is very cute, but Hanhan was born to her, I was afraid that you would be unhappy when you saw it, so my brother didn't bring it to you......"

After Han Zhihui finished speaking, he lowered his head, he stared at the cigarette between his fingertips for a long time, and when the cigarette was about to burn to the end, he secretly extinguished the cigarette butt on the ground, got up, said "goodbye" to the tombstone again, and then stared at the photo of Han Zhili on the tombstone for a while, turned around, and went down the mountain.

Coming out of the cemetery, Han Zhihui did not return to the company or go home.

He drove the car around the city of Beijing again and again, until he had not eaten for a day, and his hungry stomach twitched, so he parked the car on the side of the road, found a random fast food restaurant, and filled his stomach.

Back in the car, Han Zhihui didn't drive around anymore, he put the back of the car seat flat, lay down in the car, dismantled a box of cigarettes, and smoked one after another.

He knew exactly what he should be going on, but he didn't know what he was hesitating about.

Two years ago, didn't he cut it very neatly? Two years later, why is it difficult for him to cut it off again?

This time, what he wants to cut off is not only between him and her, but also some uncontrolled feelings in his own heart......

If it weren't for that night, the butler suddenly mentioned to him that the death day of departure was approaching, I am afraid that he would still not realize that he had spent too much time in her world, right?

This situation, which he should not have, is too dangerous and too strange for him.

If he had been entangled with her again, he was afraid that he would forget his original intention.

There are some things that have begun to develop that are not under his control, he cannot predict what will happen in the future, and he is not sure of the path that he will not take.

Whether it's entanglement or evasion, it's been a week, and he can't drag it out like this...... It's time to make a decision and make a decision!

Han Zhihui stared at the swirling eye sockets, pondered for a moment, picked up his mobile phone from the side, and dialed a call to go out.

The phone was connected, and he waited for the person who answered the phone to call his name before he said lightly: "Linda, haven't you always wanted to marry me?" ”