The cold wife of rebirth is hard to favor

Chapter 105 38. You Are My Doom

The car stopped at the cemetery, this time Murong Yunmin was running recklessly, with his long hair flying, and the golden sunlight falling from the gaps in the leaves, like fallen leaves all over the ground in late autumn.Golden spots projected on her white skirt from time to time, as if they were patterns embroidered with gold thread.

Despite the sultry air blowing past her ears, she ran up the trail until she saw the green tree.The leaves under the scorching sun are drooping, like a lifeless child drooping his head.

There seemed to be only a woman's voice in the air.

She is not a frightened fawn who hides in the forest in sadness and fear.

Here, there are her relatives, and her most soft and untouchable heart.Everyone has a fragile place that they dare not let others enter. Murong Yunmin squatted on the ground, wiping the dust on the tombstone with her skirt over and over again.She hugged her knees and sat between her mother and elder brother, just quietly looking down the mountain, neither speaking nor crying.

As if they were not cold tombstones, but two people sitting cross-legged, she looked at her mother, and then turned her head to look at her brother.

She just wanted someone to be with her, to take off her armor and show her true colors, even if it was just for an afternoon.

She thought it would be great if she didn't grow up, she was still the little girl leading the Tibetan mastiff, but time blocked the retreat behind her.

She sat on the ground, her eyes were blinded by the sand, and she could see everything far away. There was only one road down the mountain, several feet wide, and it always seemed that someone was coming.When you fix your eyes to recognize the time, it is the back of people.

She suddenly felt that it is good to be a tree, it does not need to be so tiring, it only grows for the years, does not hurt anyone, and does not have a heavy soul.

She stood up, walked to her grave, and looked at her black and white photo for a long time.Until the strong numbness came from her legs, she wanted to stand up, but suddenly her eyes were black. She put her hands on the ground and sat down. The palm of her left hand was stabbed by a sharp object. She raised her hand, A small bloodstain on the palm was actually in the shape of a small flower.Under the sun, the silver light is half exposed in the yellow soil.

Murong Yunmin carefully brushed off the dirt, and under the sunlight, it was a ring that shone silver.

Wipe off the remaining loess with your fingers, and the inner wall of the smooth and shiny ring is engraved with a few English letters.Murong Yunmin's fingertips slowly slid across, the four letters M—R—Y—M reached her brain directly from her fingertips, her fingers stopped, her hand tightly wrapped the ring in the palm of her hand, knelt down Weeping bitterly on the ground, everything is understood, it seems to be too late.

She wiped the tears on her face with her muddy hands, and ran down the mountain recklessly.

When she appeared under the Huo Group's building in a mess, she was stopped by security personnel.Her unkempt white skirt was covered with mud, her make-up was smeared, and she was also smeared with muddy water.

The woman at the front desk looked at her with disdain, and put down a glass of water coldly.

"Just like that, I still want to see our president, and I don't take a mirror to look at myself."

Murong Yunmin couldn't hear anything.

"Sister Lin, what's the matter?"

"Who does our president meet?"

However, when Huo Qingcang rushed into the meeting room, the two women were dumbfounded.

Looking at Murong Yunmin like this, Huo Qingcang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.At this moment, it seemed that in front of me was the girl who rolled down the mountain and was in a mess.

"Pei Yueze, why are you so stupid?!" Murong Yunmin looked at him with red eyes.

"Because when I saw you for the first time, four words sounded in my ears—doomed."

(End of this chapter)