As soon as the phone was connected, Kou Jing's voice poured directly into his ears, "Ah Chen, where are you, Fei Fei has been waiting for you for an afternoon, Ah Chen, Ah Chen, where are you, why is there no sound at all, Ah Chen?" ”

His eyes will still stay on the restaurant opposite, and the jumping lights on the wooden sign of the restaurant will make his heart gradually seem to be energized, and he will rush again.

Kou Jing waited for a long time, there was only a shallow breath over there, but Mu Zi was by nature, she knew that it was Ye Zhichen.

"Mommy, she's back."

"She?" Kou Jing didn't react for a while, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Mommy, do you think she can still forgive me?"

Hearing this, even if he didn't know what was going on, Kou Jing at least knew who he was talking about over there.

Now, the only person he regrets apologizing the most is that girl.

It's just that Kou Jing opened her mouth, and it took a while to find her voice, and she asked tremblingly, "Isn't she already dead?" ”

Isn't she gone, the cemetery prepared for her by the Hai family, at that time every year, her son is like losing his soul, regardless of wind and rain, sitting there all night long, accompanying her, sitting there alone and muttering, as if he has lost his mind.

She could still remember the third day after her death, which was very cloudy, dark and gloomy.

When they found him, he knelt in front of her grave like a lost child, staring straight at her in the picture.

The tomb was pitiful, with only her name and a smiling picture on it.

It wasn't a solo photo of her, just a screenshot from a group photo, and you could see the person standing next to her, wearing a black tweed coat.

This is the youngest daughter of the Hai family.

When she died, she was like an abandoned orphan, left alone here.

And her son fell in love with such a girl, but he accidentally lost her with his own hands.

He was most saddened, she thought, than just killing her.

In that tomb, it is not only his beloved Nu Gui who is buried, but also the child who has never been known, a child who has lost this world since he was a little sesame.

She squatted down, stroked his already stiffened face, and softly called his name, "Ah Chen." ”

His empty gaze slowly fell on her, "Mommy, I was wrong, I can't do this even if I gouge out my own eyes." ”

Raising his hands, he stared blankly at his pale hands, which were stained with their warm blood, "I killed them with my own hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, his tears poured out like an open faucet.

Kou Jing had never seen a man cry like this, as if he was going to shed all his tears for the rest of his life.

She suddenly didn't know how to comfort her child, he was still young, he had to get married, inherit the family, and a lot of things were waiting for him to do, but he lost a lot at the beginning of his life.

Pat him on the back and be by his side like he was a child when he was a child, even if it didn't work, it would be nice to be by his side.

"Ah Chen, where are you?"

Ye Zhichen squinted, and the flickering golden light shattered his vision into pieces, hallucinating his eyes. "I'm looking at her, Mommy, do you think she can forgive me?"