his allure

Chapter 97

"The things I was afraid to face before, and the things I avoided on purpose, are not so embarrassing and painful because of you." The smile on her lips gradually deepened, and her tone trembled a little: "I will also, stay with me you."

Lu Xicheng just looked at her, his black pupils were deep and dark.He smiled, the tenderness after the ice and snow melted: "Okay, stay with me gently."

It was nine o'clock in the morning when Zheng took the bus twice and arrived at the cemetery.Along the way, there are birds with white wings passing by the edge of the car window, and green evergreen trees are planted along the road, everything is alive and warm.

Looking at it like this, her heart seemed to become more calm and peaceful.But soon, she knew that she was deceiving herself.

The parents' cemetery is in the middle of the mountain. When Zheng Qingwei walked up, the white chrysanthemum and snapdragon in her hands were heavy, just like her mood.

It turns out that no matter how calm you are on the road, after so many years of not seeing each other, you are still uneasy after all.

In this world, Mr. Ye loves dragons and is timid when he is close to his hometown. This is always the case.

When Zheng Qingwei walked to the middle of the mountain, he saw a man in a black coat standing in front of his parents' grave.In his hand is a bunch of asparagus bamboo and willow branches, looking from a distance, it is the only green in this cold gray cemetery.

Zheng gently heard the sound of "clicking" in his heart.

This back figure can be called familiar.

That was Shen Zhao.

At this time, Shen Zhao put down the bouquet in his hand and turned around.He didn't seem to expect to see her here, and his cold face was stunned for a moment.

He walked towards her very slowly, as if afraid of being disturbed.

Zheng Weiwei froze in place, his face turned defensive.

Shen Zhao didn't say anything, he was originally indifferent and fierce, but now he was dressed in solemn black, and his temperament was even more gloomy.

He looked at him with a cold face: "shall I accompany you there?"

"No need." Zheng took a step back slightly, looking at him with a pair of eyes, like some kind of frightened animal.She said, "Shen Zhao, why are you here?"

Shen Zhao pulled his lips, there was no smile, but his tone softened slightly: "Ah Qing, these years after your parents passed away, I often come to visit them for you."

When he said this, he looked at her with pale eyes.

"As you said, thank you so much." Zheng gently held the bouquet in his hand, lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "It's because my daughter has not been thorough enough in these years, I will come by myself in the future, don't bother you .”

"Ah Qing, if you don't want to, I won't come in the future." He smiled lightly, his eyes fell on the bouquet in her arms: "I remember that my aunt likes snapdragons very much."

In such an understated tone, he expressed the likes and dislikes that only those close to him can know.

It's literally heartbreaking.

Zheng Weiqing's eyes suddenly turned red, and her voice trembled a little: "Shen Zhao, stop talking."

On the other hand, he smiled and said coldly: "Why can't you say it? Ah Qing, in fact, you already know that we have a strong bond, don't you?"

Zheng gently closed her eyes, even now, her attitude is still firm: "Yes, I know. But what can I do? Shen Zhao, I believe every word Lu Xicheng said to me, I believe he hates you so much, you must have done something to hurt me."

(End of this chapter)