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The man did not pay attention to, slightly bent over, put the bouquet in front of the tombstone.

Cheng Chi used to prepare a lot of things for him, but this year, when he came, he only brought a bunch of flowers.

The tombstone is inlaid with photos of young girls. His smile is wantonly publicized, which is his most familiar smile five years ago.

But today, five years later, such a smile fell into his eyes, but inexplicably let him feel, some strange, this feeling, even he did not understand.

"Yellow rose?"

The cold rain hit the umbrella and made a dull sound, accompanied by Zhao Chengjing's sneer from his throat, "the flower language of yellow rose represents apology. What is the apology?"

In the moment when the man straightened up, he looked at each other directly and forced him to ask, "did you forget her death day, or have you forgotten her at all?"

The man said nothing. He just looked at the picture on the tombstone and ignored Zhao Chengjing. His temper suddenly came up. He was not angry and his tone was even more aggressive.

"what do you mean if you don't say a word like this

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? You know better than anyone else that what I say will not be what you want to hear, so are you still going to force me to say it? "

Zhao Chengjing didn't seem to expect that, instead of refuting him, he also said such a thing. He was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to it. He smashed the man with an angry fist,

"you bastard!"

The man's head was hit by this fist to one side, and he staggered a few steps to stabilize his body, and then blood oozed from his lips.

In fact, even if Zhao Chengjing is cruel, he can avoid it.

However, he didn't hide. Instead, he was forced to get down. However, Zhao Chengjing was more and more annoyed when he got the punch.

"why don't you hide?"

He would rather he hid, but why didn't he?

He does not hide, does not represent all, he said, guessed it?

The man raised his hand to wipe the bloodstain on his lower lip, then lifted his eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Chengjing. With complicated emotions, he held up a black umbrella, turned around and left with his legs raised.

He doesn't want to say a word to Zhao Chengjing any more, and he doesn't want to stay for another second. Otherwise, he is afraid that he will never be able to control his emotions.

"Stop for me!"

He actually planned to leave, didn't say anything, just left like this?

How can this be?

Zhao Chengjing yelled angrily and ran after him, "Sheng You Ting, what did you promise me five years ago? Did you forget it?"

"If you don't let me take Xiaoyi, you promise me that you will protect Xiaoyi and make Xiaoyi happy all his life. Have you forgotten it?"

The man stopped, holding the umbrella handle fingers, strength more and more tight, the back of the hand exposed thick blue veins, "I did not forget."

"But Xiao Yi died five years ago. He was killed by a bitch named Liuliu. What you promised me is bullshit."

Zhao Chengjing is full of ferocity. He can't forgive him. How can he forgive him?

"You said you didn't forget. You lied. You've forgotten, or even forgotten, how miserable Xiaoyi died five years ago. He was humiliated by others, bullied by others, and dug out organs alive to death!"