Chapter 255

Shi Qi's eyes widened and her throat choked. Her eyes trembled violently and took a breath, but she couldn't send out half a word!

Shi Junye put away the sarcastic smile from the corner of his mouth and pushed the ticket closer.

"I've done everything for you to go abroad. You just need to pack some luggage." He was as cold as ice, with an indifferent smile on the corners of his mouth, "I'm responsible for Sophia's affairs."

Shi Qi's chest fluctuated violently. He was like a hell Luocha, deterring her. He didn't even know where to put his eyes.

"That's all I say." Without waiting for her response, Shi Junye's tall and straight figure coldly gets up and leaves.

The huge Shijia villa showed a murderous spirit, and even the footsteps buckled on the floor had a terrible echo.

It was not until Porsche's low engine went away that Shi Qi sank his breath in his throat, and his whole body was paralyzed for a moment.

Fortunately, she has no disease or disaster, otherwise she will be driven crazy by Shi Junye.

At present, this century wedding is on the cusp of the storm. Maybe she really should go out to avoid it.

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Back in the suburban villa, Shi Junye didn't see Yuxuan.

Seeing his face sinking down, the servant hesitated and said that Yuxuan had gone out.

Dot is still in his hand. She won't run away without measure. Besides, he probably guessed where she was.

Standing in front of the French window, the sky was still overcast and the rain was still falling.

The servant took a big black umbrella. He drove his Porsche out of the villa.

The road is far away and the location is very quiet.

He had to park his car at the foot of the mountain.

It was a long walk up the mountain. Although he took an umbrella, he didn't support it.

The continuous rain wet his hair and clothes.

The cypress trees on both sides of the path kept dripping rain on his shoulder.

It rained heavily, the mountain scenery in the distance was caged into the light gray rain and fog, and the trees near were green.

Halfway up the mountain, he stood in the pavilion and smoked.

In fact, he doesn't smoke. A noisy pianist, he has been well educated for more than 20 years.

She once said that she liked to see him play the piano. The elegant and low-key lights of the concert hall shone on him, and even the dark suit shone softly.

But she never remembered.

But I haven't seen him for three years. If he doesn't come back in another year or two, will she completely forget him?

The sharp pain in his chest choked him, put out the smoke and continued to walk up the mountain.

I have seen the monument from afar. It was the black marble that Yuxuan chose for Li Xiang in tears four years ago.

She said Li Xiang was a kind and independent person, so she bought this cemetery and let her sleep here.

It rained a little less, fine and dense, like feathers, with a slight coolness.

The mountain was very quiet. Several little sparrows, half wet on the ground, staggered step by step from the bluestone road to the grass.

Her delicate body curled up there quietly.

Head against the cool tombstone, can not see the expression.

There are flowers in front of the monument, a big bunch of lavender.

Because Li wanted to like it when he was alive.

When you love me.

Rain accumulated on the petals, drop by drop, and fell without leaving a trace.

There is a cake in front of the tombstone.

The candle was still burning, and there was rain dripping on it, making a "hissing" sound.

We can vaguely see the shape of numbers, one is "2" and the other is "6".

There is nothing written on the cake.

There are only two cream squeezed flowers. It's very simple.

Shi Junye just stood there and even put out the candles on the cake. He still looked at her.

Her hair was draped over her shoulders, and there were crystal raindrops oozing out from the top of her hair. She was still wet, but she didn't move, as if she had no vitality.