"What should be forgotten must be forgotten." He said calmly.

The two searched around for places where Haizhuoxuan might go, and even went to Lin's house. Lin Ling was in a very low mood, and she just shook her head with red eyes after hearing this.

At dusk, the car stopped in front of the dam, and the sparkling water reflected the yellow color disappearing on the horizon.

"What should I do?" Ding Yiyi looked at the water in frustration. Ye Nianmo leaned against the car window and cast his eyes on the dam not far away. A father and son were fishing. The son seemed to be impatient. He kept running here and was beaten by the man next to him.

After scolding him, he sat down obediently.

"I think I know where he is." Ye Nianmo restarted the car, and the car flew out like an arrow.

In the cemetery, the cold wind gets colder and the branches become more withered. It is a place where you can truly experience the demise of a life, and it is the place with the least chance and hope.

There are tombstones one after another on the open grass. They sleep together, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter. A night cat lazily jumps from one tombstone to another, its blue eyes looking at the two people not far away.

people.

Ye Chuqing sneezed and wrapped her coat tightly around her body. The last warmth of the sun was withdrawn from her body.

Hai Zhuoxuan, who had been standing motionless in front of the tombstone, turned around, his face full of indifference, "Go back."

"I don't!" Ye Chuqing hurriedly stood beside him and swore her will. Hai Zhuoxuan frowned slightly, turned around and continued to look at the tombstone.

The person in the photo is still elegant. Only by standing here can his heart be temporarily relieved and he will feel less miserable than death.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly, and Ye Chuqing hurriedly picked it up, "Yixuan!"

Something seemed to be said on the other end of the phone. Ye Chuqing whispered: "I'm sorry I won't go back to France for the time being. I'm sorry! I will take good care of myself!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Chuqing looked at the tombstone apologetically. She might have disturbed Uncle Hai by answering the phone here just now.

"Another wretch." Hai Zhuoxuan looked at the tombstone with a trace of ridicule on his lips.

Ye Chuqing didn't hear clearly and asked doubtfully: "Brother Zhuo Xuan, what did you say?"

"I said," he suddenly turned around and said word by word: "Don't you know that Li Yixuan has always liked you?!"

"How is that possible! He has been encouraging me to chase you." After Ye Chuqing finished speaking, she felt that she was too explicit and hurriedly looked away.

Haizhuoxuan was about to speak when his eyes fell on the car passing by not far away. He straightened up and looked at the two people who got out of the car and gradually approached.

Ye Chuqing shouted nervously, "Brother!"

Ye Nianmo stepped forward and glanced at Ye Chuqing, punched him on the chin, and said viciously: "This is for Aunt Lin. Do you know how long she has been crying?"

Hai Zhuo

As soon as he finished speaking, Hai Zhuoxuan received another punch in the lower abdomen, "This is for Chu Qing. Just because of that stupid reason, you have made her sad for decades!"

"Finally! This is for Ding Yiyi, making her cry has made her sad for so long!" Ye Nianmo stretched out his fist, but punched himself in the chest desperately.

"Brother! Brother Zhuo Xuan!" Ye Chuqing cried and wanted to step forward, but Ding Yiyi held her back and shook her head silently. This was their unique way to restore their friendship.

The two men at the scene were panting, and Hai Zhuoxuan embarrassedly held the tombstone with his hands, and suddenly roared and waved his fist at Ye Nianmo.

Ye Nianmo did not escape, and the cheeks punch a fierce punch. He wiped his tear lips and said coldly: "Come again."
Chapter completed!