"You arrange the car. I'll go now." Yi Jin said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Gao Congming should be, the corner of the eyes of the remaining light glanced at the boss now face expression, just feel as if it is with some kind of repression taboo.

Just like now, some things can't be touched or touched. Once that taboo is broken, maybe it will change!

And this is because Ling is still there.

Gao Congming thought to himself that Yi ye still cares more about Ling than other people's imagination, or even his own imagination.

However, Gao Congming still doesn't understand why Yi Ye paid so much attention to Gu lichen's movements.

It's like being afraid of what will happen between Ling and Gu lichen.

What is it that ye Yi is afraid of?!

Then, Gao Congming suddenly laughed at himself from the bottom of his heart. Would Yi be afraid? He thought more about it!

Ling is still sitting on a small mound in front of her grandmother's grave, talking about her current life, her separation from Yi Jin, her expectation for the future life...

there are not as many people here as there are in Lu's house, because it's not the winter solstice of the Qingming Festival, so there are no other people coming to the grave around, but it just makes her say everything to the outside world Listen to me.

She hoped that Grandma could really hear it under Jiuquan, and then she would be happy for her.

Looking at the time, if ah Jin wants to come over, she should be on the way, so Ling still spills the wine on the grave. The food and candles used for the worship are collected and ready to go down the mountain.

When she was halfway there, she suddenly stopped when she saw a split path.

In her impression, this path should lead to the nearby mountain. At first, she often liked to play there. Then, once, she came from this side of the path and saw that there were all graves. At that time, she was shocked!

After going back, my grandmother specially cooked the tea for her and put her in her arms for two nights.

At this moment, Ling still hesitated to see the path, and looked at the mobile phone time. Now it's still early. If ah Jin drives to the town, it will take more than an hour.

Ling's footsteps still turned a direction and went to the other side of the path.

I don't know why, or I haven't been to the hillside where she once played for a long time, or I want to match the real scenery with the dream scenery.

Maybe it's a real giving up.

It's like a ceremony. When she has been there, she puts everything down in her dream and ignores the so-called truth and memory. She and Gu lichen are just strangers.

For her, what really matters is ah Jin.

Ling took a deep breath and walked down the path to the side of the hillside.

The more you walk, the more familiar you become.

When she was a child, she often regarded the mountain as a treasure hunt place and liked to come here to play adventure games. Now when she came here, the familiar feeling seemed to come back, as if on the hillside, time had not passed, just as it had been in those days.

Even then, she found a big tree that she liked to mark. There were still marks on the tree.

This place seems to have too many memories of her.

All of a sudden, Ling's eyes were still stunned, and his steps stopped. Not far in front of him was the cliff in his dream.