Peach blossoms are blooming on him

Every June 6th is Han Ruoshui's death day, and it is also the day of Wei Jiuge's repentance.

That day, while he was still asleep, he was pushed from the bed onto the cold floor by a burst of rough pushing.

Wearing a high-end black silk pajamas, He Lan walked up to Wei Jiuge with a gloomy face, then bent down and suddenly grabbed Wei Jiuge's hair, forcing him to look directly into his eyes. With a stern voice, he said coldly, "A dog still has the face to sleep in my arms? Have you forgotten what day it is?"

After the man finished speaking, his eyes were instantly bloodshot. He glanced at the deep or shallow marks on Wei Jiuge's chest, but he didn't soften his heart at all because of the warmth last night.

Wei Jiuge looked directly into his eyes filled with anger and resentment, his heart ached a bit dull.After a long time, the corner of his mouth curved slightly: "I haven't forgotten."

Last night, while He Lan was asleep, he quietly got up and prepared the clothes for today's trip.Wei Jiuge's voice was as pleasant as ever, even in the most desolate situation, his expression was still cold and noble, but He Lan hated his hypocritical appearance very much.

When the two of them appeared in the cemetery in solemn black suits, Han Ruoshui's tombstone was already full of members of the Han family. As soon as the Han family saw He Lan stepping down from the black phantom car, they immediately greeted him politely. Make way for him.When they saw Wei Jiuge following He Lan, they looked at him as if they wanted to eat him alive.

Wei Jiuge has long been used to these sharp eyes.He followed He Lan nonchalantly, his appearance was almost the same as he usually walks on the red carpet.

He Lan nodded slightly at the Han family, and then slowly walked over with seven pure and flawless white lilies in his hands. He looked sadly at the big boy smiling brightly on the tombstone, and felt another throbbing pain in his left chest.

Han Ruoshui has been away for ten years, his position has been vacant for ten years, and he has been in pain for ten years.

White lilies were Han Ruoshui's favorite flower during his lifetime. He remembered that Han Ruoshui once said that he wanted a garden, and the garden must be filled with lilies. He liked to smell its fragrance, and he liked its noble temperament even more.

However, when He Lan finally built a garden full of lilies for him, Han Ruoshui never had the chance to see him again.He Lan regretted not building it before his accident. He missed his first love, and his long-buried confession was forever sealed away by him.

"Ruoshui, I'm coming to see you." He Lan's voice was a little hoarse, and he looked at the smiling face on the tombstone with red eyes, then he bent down and gently placed Bai Baihe in front of his tombstone, muttering Said, "Your favorite lily garden, I have been taking care of it for you for a long time..."

Standing beside him, Wei Jiuge silently watched He Lan's deep love for Han Ruoshui, feeling sore and bitter in his heart.Sure enough, when you love someone, your eyes will always be on him.

The three obviously grew up together, but He Lan was the only one who knew that Han Ruoshui liked lilies, but he didn't.Of course, He Lan also didn't know that he also liked lilies.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd of the Han family. Wei Jiuge looked back and saw Han Ruoshui's mother, Zhao Shuya, strode forward with a cold face. Without saying a word, she slapped Wei Jiuge's handsome face fiercely. Stepping up, five bright red fingerprints were printed on his face in an instant.In the quiet cemetery, the voice was extremely clear.

Wei Jiuge was caught off guard by a slap, and subconsciously staggered a few steps to one side.

"Wei Jiuge!! You murderer! I want you to pay for your life!!" Zhao Shuya glared at him ferociously. He kicked his knee joint, and immediately knelt down in front of Han Ruoshui's tombstone.

"Hmph! You bastard! If it weren't for you, my brother wouldn't have died!" Han Xiaonian walked over with all his teeth and claws, and spat viciously on the top of his head.

Wei Jiuge was sore from being tormented by He Lan last night, but now his body was suddenly hit, and he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.He just wanted to move his body.Unexpectedly, those big and thick men pressed his shoulders forcefully from behind, making him unable to move.

"Kowtow! You kowtow to my brother to make amends!!" Han Xiaonian stepped forward and hugged He Lan's arm affectionately, while waving at the strong men, "He's a dog! Let him kowtow!! It's best Knocked until my head was bleeding, and died in front of my brother!"

Wei Jiuge raised his eyes and glanced at He Lan. Sure enough, this man was still as cold as ice. He was looking forward to seeing a trace of the tenderness towards him from this man's eyes. He had been looking forward to it for ten years in a blink of an eye.

But He Lan's cold and disdainful expression slapped him in the face again.

Seeing that Wei Jiuge still stubbornly straightened his upper body with his chin raised high, the brawny men suddenly became a little anxious.At this time, a big bald man suddenly grabbed the hair on the back of his head and said viciously, "Let me do it!" After that, he kicked Wei Jiuge's back, and then slammed his high head hard without any explanation. Pressed on the ground.

"That's right!" Han Xiaonian shouted in satisfaction, "Go ahead! Let him knock [-]!!"

"Bang-bang-bang" In front of Han Ruoshui's tombstone, there was the sound of his forehead hitting the stone tablet. Gradually, the sound seemed to be slightly sticky, and then a bloody smell spread around.

Wei Jiuge was in a daze, glanced at He Lan from the corner of his eye, and this time their eyes met.It's just that He Lan looked at him, as if looking at garbage, without even the slightest bit of tenderness that he expected in his heart.

He Lan looked at Wei Jiuge who was kowtowing at his feet, his brows furrowed unconsciously, why was he treated like this, his face was still so cold, why was there still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth?

He Lan was a little confused by Wei Jiuge's appearance.

Later, I don't know if Wei Jiuge was really knocked down to [-] heads, but the strong men finally punched and kicked him under Han Xiaonian's command, and there was almost no normal color on his body.

Gradually, the sky darkened.

After the Han family said goodbye to He Lan, the strong men stopped and left.

He Lan lit a cigarette, raised her hand and gently stroked the photo on the cold tombstone, her eyes narrowed slightly, unable to see what she was thinking.

"Brother Lan! Can I go to your place to play tonight?" Han Xiaonian hugged his arm with a smile, "Last time on my birthday - you didn't go..."

When He Lan heard this, she turned her head and glanced at him, and the expression on her face instantly softened a bit: "No way. The college entrance examination is coming soon, so prepare well, don't be crazy all day long and just know how to play."

"Cut," Han Xiaonian curled her lips in dissatisfaction, then walked up to the unconscious Wei Jiuge, and gave him a condescending look, "Brother Lan, it's really hard for you to spend all day with this trash. Someday when you get tired, you can Send it to me, I have plenty of ways to help you deal with him!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and stepped on Wei Jiuge's face, Wei Jiuge frowned in a daze.

He Lan's face turned cold suddenly, he threw off Han Xiaonian's arm, and said coldly, "Go home."

Han Xiaonian immediately closed his mouth knowingly, and waved to him, showing a bright smile: "Okay, Brother Lan, goodbye!"

He Lan looked at the bright and innocent smile on his face, like Han Ruoshui ten years ago.It's just that Han Ruoshui has always been kind and gentle, Han Xiaonian is no match for Han Ruoshui after all.

After a long time, He Lan walked up to Wei Jiuge, kicked his leg with a condescending face, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Wei Jiuge opened his eyes with difficulty. He was about to say something when he suddenly coughed violently.He Lan subconsciously bent down, held him in his arms, and cast a sideways glance at him: "Is this unbearable?"

Wei Jiuge tried his best to restrain the urge to cough. After a long while, his dry lips finally opened slightly, "... yes." After finishing speaking, he coughed violently again, and the faint red blood stains coughed up from his mouth almost touched He Lan's face superior.

He Lan let go of his hand with a look of disgust, and Wei Jiuge lay heavily on the cold ground again. He breathed heavily, but his legs hurt too much, his stomach hurt, and everything hurt. He wanted to stand up, but But I can't exert my strength.

After a long time, He Lan's deep and gloomy voice came from above his head: "Wei Jiuge, this is the retribution you deserve."

"...Ha ha," Wei Jiuge burst out laughing when he heard the words, the corners of his mouth twisted upwards, obviously looking like a trash, but his expression was still like a poisonous thorn, poking He Lan viciously That cold heart.

An inexplicable anger rose in He Lan's body, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.

His footsteps gradually faded away until they could not be heard at all.Only two lines of hot and humid liquid slowly dripped from the corners of Wei Jiuge's eyes.

When he was young, he fell in love with a man named He Lan.

It's just that when this relationship was still a budding flower, it was completely brought to an end by an accident.From then on, day after day, year after year, he no longer dared to confess his love to that person, and could only silently bury this humble feeling deep in his heart.

It has been ten years, and he originally thought that as long as he stayed by He Lan's side forever, one day he would melt the endless resentment and sadness in his heart, but he suddenly became a little uncertain.

That man's heart may be far colder than he imagined.

He Lan hadn't driven far, when suddenly it rained heavily in the dark night.Bean-sized raindrops crackled on the window glass, and the rain outside became heavier and heavier.

He Lan's two sharp eyebrows twitched unconsciously. He was inexplicably agitated. He habitually took out a Malison from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet taste of chocolate instantly spread in his mouth. His mood seemed to become clearer.

He thought, don't really die, he must use his whole life to atone for his sins!

Thinking of this, He Lan's eyes became cold again, and his car finally turned around.When he returned to the cemetery, he saw a prostrate figure on the marble floor from a distance.

Wei Jiuge was like a dead person, lying motionless in the heavy rain, facing the rain on his back, the heavy rain washed away the bitter tears from the corners of his eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes, and made a bet with himself by accident: If He Lan can come back, he will persist; if He Lan never returns, his humble love should also come to an end .

Time passed by every minute and every second, Wei Jiuge's body was cold to the bone, his whole body was sore and weak.He suddenly felt that he was still too naive. How could that He Lan who had a firm heart, that He Lan who hated him to the bone come back?

But at this moment, a black umbrella suddenly appeared above his head, and then He Lan's stern face came into his eyes.

Wei Jiuge suddenly laughed. He laughed so happily that the corners of his eyes seemed to be wet again.

Later, Wei Jiuge gradually lost consciousness.