Can't beat the rival in love: the president ran away with his wife overnight

He tried his best to suppress his emotions, and said to Dyson, "Tune the helicopter and go to the cemetery."

The only way to get there at the fastest speed is by helicopter.

Ashes.

Lin Anran thought of this word, how much hatred he had with Gu Shiqing, and made up the idea of ​​his only closest relative.

She couldn't remember Gu Shiqing's grandma's appearance anymore, she only saw her once, and she only remembered a kind and careful old lady.

Gu Shiqing brought her to see Lin Anran, and he happily introduced his favorite girl to his grandmother, "Grandma, this is Anran."

"You really look like a princess, Ah Qing!" She hid herself behind Gu Shiqing, not wanting Lin Anran to see her downfall.

"Grandma!" Lin Anran hated Gu Shiqing, but she still called out sweetly when she saw the old lady.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, and tears were shining in her eyes. In the eyes of this wealthy daughter, there is no difference in life, and she respects every individual life.

The old lady hurriedly responded, "Oh!" for fear of answering too late and neglecting Lin Anran.

The old lady likes Lin Anran, and she likes it in her eyes, probably because Gu Shiqing likes her.

Only briefly met, never seen again.

She also happened to move out for a while because her mother was ill.

Ashes.Lin Anran thought of this word again.This is probably the deepest and most vicious revenge on people.

She turned sideways to look at Gu Shiqing, the man's eyes were full of tears, and she tried to hold back, his furious eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Gu Shiqing!" She put one hand on his, and the sound of "boom, boom, boom" was heard next to her ears. The sun had completely set, and hundreds of meters above the sky, there was a terrible atmosphere in the air.

Gu Shiqing held Lin Anran's hand with his backhand, supported the back of her head with one hand, and raised her head, what kind of kiss he couldn't describe.

Catharsis?Possession?comfort?then what.

"Look, An Ran, this world has cut off another thought of mine!"

There was fleeting fragility in his eyes, which was replaced by viciousness and violence.

Only by being strong can we cut everything with our hands.

He was brought up by his grandma, and to Gu Shiqing, grandma once represented everything.

During his lifetime, he failed to fulfill his filial piety. After his death, in order to make up for the debt in his heart, he hired the best Feng Shui master and built the best cemetery, but, but, in the end, the ashes were dug out , scattered in the wind, leaving him nothing.

When we arrived at the cemetery, I didn't know what time it was. The plane landed steadily in front of the gate of the cemetery. Wisps of green smoke rose up.

This is Lin Anran's second visit here.

Unrecognizable, dilapidated.

She watched Gu Shiqing get off the plane tremblingly. All the bodyguards waiting by the road buried their heads low. He walked towards the cemetery step by step. The distance of several hundred meters seemed to be as long as a century.

The gate was dug, the stone statues were torn down, the green plants were all black, the luxurious tombstone was smashed to pieces, her grandmother's photo was burned, the tomb door was pried open, and the urn was opened. , and fell aside.

Gu Shiqing knelt down with a plop. No one dared to come forward, and Lin Anran couldn't see his expression clearly.

Tremblingly, he picked up the urn and digged hard on the ground, looking for the ashes, but there was nothing, except the charred soil.

The ashes may have been blown away by the wind long ago, or they may have melted into this land.

Lin Anran stepped forward, wanting to comfort him.

"Gu Shiqing!" She whispered, calling her name.

"Dyson, take Miss out of here!" His tone was very calm, without any emotion.

He probably wanted to stay here alone and calm down.

Dyson stepped forward, glanced at Gu Shiqing's direction, and then at Lin Anran, "Miss, please calm down sir."

Everyone had withdrawn, leaving Gu Shiqing alone.

Lin Anran got into the business car and got off again.

"Miss?" Dyson said.

"You go and wait outside!" She walked straight in the direction of Gu Shiqing, ignoring Dyson's call behind her.

Gu Shiqing was kneeling there.

Sensing someone approaching behind him, he angrily grabbed the tribute bowl on the ground and threw it at the person behind him, "Get lost!"

Lin Anran was startled by his reaction and took a few steps back. Fortunately, the tribute bowl missed the target, otherwise she would have been seriously injured.

Seeing clearly that it was Lin Anran who came, Gu Shiqing immediately stood up in a hurry and walked towards her with an anxious expression, "Are you hurt?"

She shook her head, took the initiative to throw herself into Gu Shiqing's arms, and said softly, "Gu Shiqing, death is not the end of life, forgetting is. The real death is that no one in the world remembers you. So, your grandma is still alive, She lives with you." She was close to his chest, clinging tightly, feeling the strong and powerful heartbeat, "She lives in your heart."

These words seemed to be particularly powerful. The man was taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled softly, facing Lin Anran, as if he wanted to melt everything in the world, "Thank you, Anran!"

He knew that she hated him, wishing to tear his body to pieces, cut him to pieces, but at this time of mental breakdown, her comfort, like a spring breeze, made his extremely cold heart finally seep into a ray of warmth.

Such Lin Anran, how could he not fall in love so madly?