Chapter 1483

In the cemetery of Yuncheng.

The cold wind blows, and large tombstones stand in a uniform way. The wind is full of a sense of desolation and sadness.

Meng Zhi is wearing a brown windbreaker, kneeling in front of the tombstone, with tears in her eyes.

In front of the tombstone is a bunch of white chrysanthemums.

The fragrance in the censer is white smoke.

This year is the fourth year of Meng Zhi's father's death. It's the day of his death.

Meng Zhi, who disappeared, came back after all to offer a sacrifice to his father.

"Dad, I'm sorry, but I still can't kill Su Yulian and get revenge for you. I just took back the shares of the company. I heard that she was also ill. She couldn't get up and died soon. Soon, if she came down to see you, you should give yourself a good breath. If it wasn't for her, we could have lived happily. And your daughter doesn't have to be looked down upon like she is now. "

Said a long time in front of the tombstone.

Mengzhi legs are kneeling numb, staggering from the ground to stand up, almost fell in front of the tombstone.

Her health is getting weaker.

Skinny body stands in the wind, as if the wind blows, it will fall.

After a while, Meng Zhi gathered her windbreaker, wrapped herself tightly, and left the cemetery.

She did not find a black car parked there not far from the cemetery.

Sikongyun was sitting in the back seat of the car, but the window didn't come down.

He just watched her through the window.

He stayed in the car as long as she knelt there.

He dare not appear in front of her again to disturb her, can only follow behind silently, understand her recent situation.

After Meng Zhi left the cemetery, she opened the door, started the car and drove away from the suburban cemetery.

Sikong Yun asked the driver to follow him.

He didn't mean anything else. He just wanted to know if she was OK. It was cold. Did she add clothes? Did she have a good meal? Did she get thinner.

He wants to know everything about her. Even if he can't participate in her later life, he also wants to control her whereabouts and every move.

Sometimes, he thinks, is he a change - state, but he can't help doing so, is it a change - state?

The car drove a long way to downtown.

Meng Zhi returns to the apartment where she lived before and arrives at the gate of the community.

She stopped at the gate and met the publicity standing there waiting for her for a long time.

With a plastic bag of fruits and vegetables, drinks, milk and other daily food in his hands, he is very popular.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I can't refuse to cook for you myself today."

"I'll have a good time. Uncle Zhang, if you are so busy, you can cook for me. I can't afford this meal. "

"I can make it for you any time you want."

Two people walked side by side, talking and laughing went upstairs.

Sikongyun's car stopped not far from the building in her apartment.

Through the window, he saw Meng Zhi talking and laughing with Zhang Yang going upstairs.

Sikongyun's face was gradually stained with cold.

Meng Zhi, Meng Zhi, you still choose to forget me and start to live again.

He can't rush to her as recklessly as before, snatch her from Zhang Yang, and tell him that Meng Zhi is his woman.

He is not without this courage, but he is no longer qualified to do so, Meng Zhi has the right to choose.

If he reappears, he will only bring her a layer of damage again.

Si kongyun, you should be sober and bear it. You can't be impulsive any more.

Just like this again and again admonish oneself, restrain oneself.

The driver sat in the car, watching his young master gradually depressed.

"Young master, do you want to get off and have a look?"

"No, go back."

Sikongyun put his hand on his forehead, and didn't want to look out of the window, let alone imagine Meng Zhi and Zhang Yang staying together.

"Yes, young master."

The driver started the car.

Meng Zhi stood on the balcony and watched the black car in the community drive away. The eyes follow the shadow of the car.

When she came back from the cemetery, she found a car following her.

Judging by the luxury of the car and the arrogance of the license plate number, it must be Sikong Yun.

Coming out of the kitchen, Zhang Yang, wearing an apron, went behind her: "what's the matter with you? What are you doing standing here? It's windy here. Go in and sit down. "

"Well. Good. " Meng Zhi nodded and entered the room.

Sikong Yun returns to Sikong's home.

Jane is carrying her baby to visit Qi Qing and Sikong Ye.

Obviously, it's for grandparents to see their children, but in fact, Jane Xinger wants to see sikongyun at the chance of her children.Sikongyun is busy working all day. It's hard to find someone else. When she goes to find him, he will hide from her.

Although she has a daughter, Qi Qing and Sikong ye like it very much.

Holding the baby all the time.

In addition, the second eldest brother failed to have a daughter. He was very interested in the granddaughter.

Although Sikong Yun still insists on not marrying Jane Xinger, he has a strong sense of foreboding.

Jane Xinger is using this child to infiltrate into his life and participate in everything in Sikong's family.

In the future, let it be, maybe he has to marry her.

"Yun'er, come quickly and hug your baby. It's been several months since she was born, but she hasn't been hugged yet."

Qi Qing holds the child and walks to Sikong Yun.

Sikong Yun took a look at the child. They were made of pink, carved jade, with big eyes and long eyelashes. They looked very lovely.

He couldn't help but want to hug.

The hand just stretched out and froze again.

Hum!

He will never hold the baby.

It's because of this child that he can't be with Meng Zhi.

It's because of this kid that all the decisions he's making now are bound.

He won't be with Jane apricot, so naturally he won't accept the child.

"Wow..."

The child looked at him with purring eyes.

Looking at the moment when he put his hand back, he suddenly cried.

Sikong Yun's heart jerked, looking at the child's ruddy eyes crying.

He reflected on whether he was too cruel.

"If you don't hold the child, the child will cry. You are the father of the child. You give her life, but you can't do your father's duty."

Qi Qing said a few words to him.

"Don't disturb me. I'm tired. Go back to sleep."

Sikong Yun turned away, didn't look at the child, and then turned to go upstairs.

"Yun..."

When Jane Xinger called him out, Sikong Yun didn't hear him. He left in desperation.

Whoa, whoa

The living room resounded with the children's cries.

Qi Qing took the baby back to Jane's arms and said, "nurse the baby. I'm afraid I'm hungry. I'll go upstairs to persuade him."