The love I killed is back

The weather was fine, and Mo Wenliang went out on a special day. He came to the cemetery with flowers in his hands, and when he finally stopped in front of one of the tombstones, his expression was slightly stunned.

The tombstone was very clean, and a bouquet of flowers was placed in front of it. Mo Wenliang knew who did all of this.

I don't know if my father will blame his son for not being competent for outsiders.

"Dad, I'm here." Mo Wenliang put down the flowers, stood in front of the tombstone and looked at the photo on it, pursed his lips before continuing: "The weather today is much better than last year."

"It took me nine years to accomplish what I wanted to do. It's really like a dream... The only pity is that you never appeared in my dream. Do you not want to see me again?"

Nine years ago, Zhou Mengnan posted the intimate photos of him and Jin Yan on the Internet. Since he was the only one who showed his face, Father Mo soon found out about it.

"Who is that man!" Father Mo threw the ashtray on the ground and asked Mo Wenliang forcefully.

Mo Wenliang shook his head, he didn't want to say it, because it couldn't change the fact that he fell in love with a man.

Mo's father blushed and shouted: "How did I educate you? Don't go astray! Now you let my face go away?"

Mo Wenliang pursed his lips, raised his head and said: "I don't think there is anything wrong with me, I am now investigating who sent those photos, soon..."

"Get out!" Father Mo interrupted him directly.

Mo Wenliang was stunned: "Dad... what did you say?"

Father Mo pointed at the door and said, "I'll let you go, I don't have a son like you!"

Mo Wenliang was directly kicked out of the door. When he turned around, he saw the heavy snow in front of him. He let out a breath and squatted directly at the door.

He has nowhere to go...he can only wait for his father to calm down.

Mo Wenliang shouted: "Dad, I'm not going anywhere, I'm just at the door."

There was no response from the door, Mo Wenliang just stared at Xue in a daze, and fell asleep after an unknown period of time.

"Wen Liang! Wen Liang!"

Mo Wenliang was shaken awake, feeling sore and cold all over his body. When he looked up, he saw that it was his neighbor, Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen said: "You child, why are you sitting at the door when it snows? What if you freeze?"

Mo Wenliang shook his head and said, "My dad and I quarreled and fined me not to come in."

"No matter what, I can't let you go at the door." Uncle Chen frowned, and he went up to knock on the door to have a good chat with Father Mo, "Old Mo opened the door, it's me!"

But there was no movement after knocking on the door for a long time, Uncle Chen felt something was wrong: "Did your dad go out?"

Mo Wenliang shook his head and said, "I slept directly at the door. If he came out, I would find out, and even if I couldn't find out, he wouldn't let me go."

Uncle Chen was silent for a while, and suddenly realized something was wrong: "Not good! Your dad has a heart attack!"

Mo Wenliang felt a chill in his heart. He stared blankly at Uncle Chen banging on the door with his body. His whole body was so cold that he couldn't move a single finger.

Uncle Chen bumped into it a few times and found that it was impossible to open the door. He chose to call the police. After the police came, they forcibly broke down the door. The scene in front of him completely broke Mo Wenliang.

Father Mo fell to the ground in a strange posture, as if he was crawling towards the door.

The police stepped forward and quickly confirmed the death of Mo's father. Mo Wenliang refused Uncle Chen's support. He staggered and walked over to kneel in front of Mo's father. He held Mo's hand, and the warmth from his hand colder than snow.

"Why is the deceased in such a strange posture after having a heart attack?" The policeman was puzzled.

Mo Wenliang's heart ached unceasingly at this moment, he knew too well what father Mo's gesture meant.

It means that after Mo's father had a heart attack, until the end, he still thought about himself outside.

"What have I done..." Mo Wenliang's fingertips kept trembling, and he covered his face, "What have I done?"

On the day of the funeral, Jin Yan came in a black suit, and the first thing Mo Wenliang said when he saw him was: "We break up."

Jin Yan replied: "Okay."

But at the funeral, Jin Yan stood next to Mo Wenliang with an undeniable attitude, bowing to thank everyone who mourned.

Mo Wenliang couldn't feel any fluctuations in his heart anymore. He just finished all the funeral affairs in silence, said something on the tombstone alone, and then returned to the empty home.

Mo Wenliang made soup that night, which was Jin Yan's favorite drink. He bent his lips and finally scattered a packet of white powder.

During the day, Mo Wenliang carried the soup to Jin Yan's house. The other party was a little different from usual, with disheveled hair and was very happy to see Mo Wenliang's soup.

Mo Wenliang didn't think about it, and watched Jin Yan drink the soup with a smile, until the latter realized something was wrong and asked him the last sentence.

"why?"

Mo Wenliang looked at Jin Yan who closed his eyes. He reached out and stroked the latter's cheek, and said softly: "I promised my dad that I will never forgive you, and them."

The last big fire burns a heart of revenge.

Mo Wenliang, Zhou Mengnan and others belonged to completely two worlds. At first, he couldn't find any chance to get close to them. In the end, he chose a long road and climbed to a certain height. One day, he could meet those people.

He knew that kind of opportunity came when Li Qingwei appeared. He rescued Li Qingwei, and in the end even the other party proposed a relationship. He was clearly one step away from meeting his enemy.

But Jin Yan, who was supposed to die, appeared. At his engagement banquet, he robbed his fiancée, robbed him of his bright future, and made him lose the opportunity for revenge.

Jin Yan... once again made him lose everything, Mo Wenliang slashed the former's neck, looked at the bathtub instantly turned red, and raised a crazy smile.

Then I will... kill you again.

But the subsequent development made Mo Wenliang fall into the fog. He saw He Jinbo who looked the same as Jin Yan, and he finally solved Zhou Mengnan and others by a coincidence in a resort.

In addition to being confused, everything in the follow-up was unraveled.

"Dad, sometimes I think, if I hadn't met him, I would fall in love with a cheerful, silly girl and spend an ordinary life with her." Mo Wenliang smiled, but soon he His expression darkened again.

"But I have nothing... When I obliterate the future of others, how can I have the right to dream of my own future."

"I can't forgive Zhou Mengnan and the others for their unprovoked malice, and I can't forgive Jin Yan who caused everything..." Mo Wenliang suddenly knelt in front of the tombstone, bent his body and put his head on the ground, just like kneeling on the snow nine years ago.

"But what I can't forgive even more is myself who never forgets Jin Yan from the beginning to the end."

Maybe it's because the weather is good today. The sun melted the coldness in Mo Wenliang's heart. He could no longer bear the pain of depression in his heart, and tears fell on the ground one by one.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I can't go back..."

Mo Wenliang walked to the gate of the cemetery and saw Jin Yan. The latter was dressed in black as before. The only thing that changed was that the heavy face had faded, and it was more of a kind of indifference.

He left after sending Jin Yan to the hospital, and later learned from the news that Jin Yan transferred all the property of the Jin family to Li Qingwei when he got the successor. For a while, she became a business giant who could control the economy.

But the other Jin Yan has disappeared.

In other words, Jin Yan in front of him is just an ordinary person who is poor and white.

Jin Yan saw the flower in Mo Wenliang's hand and said, "I gave this flower to my uncle."

Mo Wenliang glanced at the flowers and said, "My dad doesn't want to accept your flowers."

"What about you?" Jin Yan stepped forward, holding a bouquet of black roses in his hand, "This is the flower I bought with my watch, are you willing to accept it?"

Just like that dream... Mo Wenliang suddenly laughed.

"Nine years, we can finally be together."

The sun was just right, and the two hugged each other tightly in the silent cemetery, with only each other between them.

As they left the cemetery, Mo Wenliang's voice came along with the wind as their figures gradually drifted away.

"By the way, what is the flower language of the black rose?"

But Jin Yan's answer could hardly be heard.

In the flower shop, the clerk was handling the newly-launched flowers. He placed the black roses and pasted flower language cards.

You're a devil and you belong to me

--black Rose

(End of the article)

The author has something to say: It took two months, thank you for accompanying me and accompanying Liangliang to the end.

How to say, this subject matter is really cold, I find that I always prefer characters and stories with dark colors.When writing the character of Mo Wenliang, I always felt a kind of heartache. I don't know how to create such an unlucky boy... and Jin Yan described his story more from the side, so I won't talk about it in detail.

But even so, I still like every character in my pen very much.

Regarding the next book, it is no surprise that the fast-traveling series "The Host Is Crazy" is the setting of the host x system, and I will write the story I want to tell you.

I am Zhengmeng Jun, see you soon.