I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

Lin Ci walked out of the cafe briskly and took a taxi directly to the cemetery.

The housing prices in Yan City are so high that they can crush the ideals of young people, and so are the cemeteries.

So the cemetery where Lin resigned was in the suburbs of Yan City. There was no traffic jam along the way, and it took nearly two hours to get there.

Lin Ci raised his legs and got out of the car. After discussing with the driver about the return trip, he found a bucket and towels in the cemetery and slowly climbed up the mountain along the path.

Back then when the two families had an accident, Lin Ci had just entered high school, and Qin Nuan had just entered sophomore year.

Whether it's Lin Ci or Qin Nuan, they don't have much money.

There was no way to wait for the death of his loved ones. Lin Ci was in a state of collapse at the time, all he could do was hold Qin Nuan tightly and cry.

In the end, Qin Nuan found a way to borrow three 10,000+, and got together 40 before buying these two cemeteries that were not in a good location.

Lin Ci knelt down and carefully wiped the two tombstones next to each other.

Silence for a while.

Lin Ci spoke softly to the tombstone: "Grandpa Qin, Grandma Li, I'm going to country A, don't worry, everything has been arranged."

The wind was blowing gently and the trees were rustling.

It seemed to be gently responding to something.

Lin Ci's eyes were sore, he raised his head slightly, now he is not just holding on to Qin Nuan's crying child.

He calmed down a little, took a deep breath, bowed and touched the cold tombstone reluctantly.

The photo on the tombstone is of an old couple, and the two old people's benevolent eyebrows are all frozen in the photo.

Lin Ci lifted his legs and walked to the tombstone next door.

He also knelt down, first touched the photo of the young couple on the tombstone with trembling hands, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe the photo.

The photo was taken not long after Lin's father and Lin's mother got married, and their features are very young.

"Mom and Dad," Lin Ci said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to country A, and I'll try to come back to see you next year."

Lin Ci stood up and bowed, rubbed his face with his hands, and walked down the hill with long legs. When he got down the hill, the driver was leaning against the car door and smoking.

Seeing Lin Ci come back, he threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out.

"I kept you waiting," Lin Ci directly opened the rear door, bent down and sat in: "Let's go to the Tropic near University B."

The driver got into the car and started the car skillfully, then looked at Lin Ci through the rearview mirror.

The boy whose stature is between a youth and a teenager is slender and fragile. Although he doesn't seem to be crying, you feel that he is sad for no reason.

The driver couldn't help but said, "My condolences."

"Thank you." Lin Ci sniffed and replied hoarsely.

He was a little dizzy, Song Yan had been tossing too much these two days, he already had a fever, and it was relatively cold in the mountains, and he had just had the wind, so he might have caught a cold.

Lin Ci leaned his head against the car window, watching the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, from deserted to bustling, and slowly fell asleep.

"Handsome guy, we're here." The driver stopped at the entrance of the community and woke up Lin Ci, who was not sleeping soundly.

Lin Ci woke up suddenly.

"Well," he rubbed his eyes, took out his mobile phone from his backpack, and paid for the fare: "Thank you."

There were a lot of missed calls on the phone, Lin Ci held the phone and paused.

He stretched out his hand to open the phone, six of Song Yan's, one of Wang Yi's, and one of Wang Hao's.

"What's the matter? Hao Zi?" Lin Ci dialed Wang Hao's cell phone while pressing the elevator.

"Lin Ci, I have a big order." Wang Hao's voice was not excited about receiving a big order: "Song Yan's film is sent to our company for post-production. Tell me, will you accept this order?"

Wang Hao knew everything about Lin Ci, including Song Yan's matter of course. After all, he was a partner, and the key to starting a company together was trust.

The more Wang Hao understood Lin Ci, the more he felt sorry for Lin Ci.

"It's about the company," Lin Ci said with a smile as he stepped out of the elevator, "You decide, by the way, Haozi, I can go to country A ahead of time."

"What?" Wang Hao's voice suddenly raised: "That idiot/pussy is going to let you go?"

"He, Bai Yueguang, is coming back." Lin Ci stood at the gate, casually pressing the password: "Isn't it just that I have nothing to do?"

"Congratulations!!" Wang Hao was overjoyed: "Then how early are you talking about?"

"Hang up first, I have something to do." Lin Ci stared at the door that opened suddenly in astonishment. Song Yan felt cold all over his body, with a cold face, and anger was suppressed under his eyes. He was standing inside the door with his arms folded.