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Lan Ziye stood in front of the cemetery, wearing a big black trench coat with a hood on his head, like a coward who dared not see the light. He had already changed his face, and it was completely different from before, but his face Can change, temperament can not change.

He looked ahead, hesitant and afraid.

In the end, he took out his ID card, asked the grave guard to register, and walked inside.

He passed the tombstone first, the words on it hurt his eyes, and his heart hurt even more, he didn't dare to look any more, so he quickly looked away.

Ji Xiaoxiao is in charge of the flowers in the park. She is cutting the flowers. From a distance, she can see that she has lost a lot of weight and is so distressed.

Lan Ziye didn't dare to go forward, he wanted to go up, but his feet were as heavy as lead, and his mind was also a mess of guilt, desperately telling him to go, go, you are not qualified to see her.

What face do you have to see her!

"Ji Xiaoxiao, are the flowers ready? We need them over there." An employee asked from a distance.

Ji Xiaoxiao turned her head: "It's almost ready, come right away."

She is leaving!

Don't let her go!

There were various voices in Lan Ziye's mind, and he stared greedily at Ji Xiaoxiao, as if he wanted to take another look.

Ji Xiaoxiao put away the scissors and planned to leave with the bouquet in her arms.

Lan Ziye finally moved his feet and hurried forward: "Wait!"

He rushed in front of Ji Xiaoxiao, Ji Xiaoxiao turned around and looked at him suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

Lan Ziye's heart hurts, she doesn't know him.

That's right, it was clearly the result he wanted, but when he actually met him, he realized how cruel it all was. It was like cutting his heart piece by piece with a knife, and then sprinkled salt on it, letting the pain soak in deep.

Lan Ziye stared at Ji Xiaoxiao.

Ji Xiaoxiao frowned slightly: "Sir, what's the matter with you? It makes me feel very strange that you look at me like this."

Lan Ziye pulled out a stiff smile, and turned his attention to the flower: "I think your flower is very beautiful, can you give it to me?"

"You come to the tomb, who are you offering sacrifices to?" Ji Xiaoxiao smiled, "But I can't give you the flowers. Someone else asked for them. If you want them, you can ask the staff to buy them."

"I'm here to sacrifice..." Lan Ziye opened his mouth, facing her haggard sick face, unable to say the word "daughter", he smiled bitterly, "I am a very important person to sacrifice."

"Go buy flowers, or cut them yourself." Ji Xiaoxiao smiled.

Lan Ziye nodded: "OK."

Ji Xiaoxiao left with the bouquet in her arms, but the moment she turned around, the smile on her face suddenly became bleak, her beautiful eyes were stained with sarcasm, and her palms had already been pricked by flower thorns.

It's very important, you don't know it's important until you lose it.

It's ridiculous.

Lan Ziye went to the flowers in despair, picked up the scissors, bent down to carefully select the flowers, chose the most beautiful flowers, and walked to the tombstone with a bouquet of pink flowers.

In front of the tombstone is Ji Xiaohua.

Lan Ziye sat down cross-legged, touching the cold tombstone with trembling hands: "Dad, Dad is here to see you."

His child has no name, only a title, the tomb of Ji Xiaoxiao's beloved daughter.

Master Jing's daughter is called Guaiguai, she is very cute, he has seen the photos.

If that incident hadn't happened at the beginning, would his daughter be as cute as Guaiguai?

Lan Ziye stared at the tombstone, did not speak, but his hands kept shaking, the trembling betrayed his mood at the moment.

He didn't know how long he sat there, the sky was dark, there were no stars or moon in the night, the darkness was extremely oppressive.

"Sir, it might be raining, why don't you leave?" The grave guard stepped forward.

It's not uncommon for people like Lan Ziye to spend a day in front of their relatives' tombstones, but the weather is a bit bad.

It is going to rain?

Just as he was talking, raindrops fell directly from the sky, and the bean-sized raindrops hit his body with pain, dense and numb, and it was about to develop into a downpour in a short while.

"Go first, go quickly, I'm going to take shelter from the rain first."

Lan Ziye didn't even think about it, he took off his windbreaker and covered it on the tombstone, blocking the rush and heavy rain, stroking the tombstone with his hand, smiling bitterly.

Daughter, don't be afraid.

"Boom!"

But in an instant, it really became a downpour.

Lan Ziye sat in the cold rain, his face was dripping, desperately trying to block the rain for the tombstone, his behavior was so ridiculous.

Not far away, under a big tree, Ji Xiaoxiao stood there with a black umbrella, watching quietly.

Lan Ziye sat all night, Ji Xiaoxiao stood all night.

until someone came.

"Lan Ziye, are you crazy!" Lu Xingxing rushed in, pulled Lan Ziye up, was stunned when he saw his face, and then said angrily, "Cao is still not used to it, let you come find him Ji Xiaoxiao, you're going to execute yourself right away? Or kneel here and get wet in the rain, if the staff hadn't called Daqing, we wouldn't have known you were so insane! Get up quickly!"

As soon as he mentioned it, he touched a hand of water.

Lan Ziye's body was already soaked, dripping with water all over his body, like a water figure.

Bai Changxi took an umbrella to protect them from the rain.

"Where's Ji Xiaoxiao?" Lu Xingxing hated iron but steel.

Lan Ziye was silent for a while, and laughed at himself, "I dare not see her."

He didn't dare, he really didn't dare, Lord Jing was right, he was a coward.

"Damn you, Ji Xiaoxiao is going to die, do you understand! Now you are the only hope, you go and untie her knot! Otherwise, you will not come to visit your daughter's grave, but visit them together. "Lu Xingxing cursed loudly, trying to wake him up, "No, you won't have a chance to go to the grave then!"

Because my sister-in-law won't allow it!

Lan Ziye was scolded by him, his face was depressed, suddenly he hugged his head: "I dare not, I really don't know how to face her, I really don't know."

Lu Xingxing's eyes turned red with anger, and suddenly saw the tombstone blocked by his clothes, and shouted: "Lan Ziye, are you going? If you don't go, I will splash paint today!"

"You won't do that." Lan Ziye said.

"Lan Ziye, you trash!" Lu Xingxing was very angry.

If he hadn't seen him soaked in the rain all night, he really wanted to kick this trash!
Waste waste!

"Take him back to change clothes first, otherwise he will die." Bai Changxi said with a blank expression.

Lu Xingxing hated iron for being weak and took Lan Ziye away.

After they left, Ji Xiaoxiao walked to the tombstone in the rain, took off the clothes mockingly, and held up a pink umbrella to protect the tombstone from the rain.

"Honey, wait a little longer."

"Wait for Mommy for a few more days."

……

"Didn't go?" Bai Zhi was furious, "Why didn't he go? Didn't he always want to go? Now that he is asked to go, he dare not go?!"

Jin Jingbai wanted him to calm down, and his sword eyebrows furrowed fiercely, hurting his liver with anger, which was not good for his wife.

Jin Jingbai scanned the room upstairs, his eyes flashed coldly, and he stood up: "Lu Xing and the others are too gentle, let me go."

A piece of trash, why bring it back.