She pulled me to my seat and asked me about it. Facing Mei Yi, I was eager to tell her what happened these days. After hearing this, Mei Yi suddenly became silent and shook her head without saying anything.

After a long silence, she looked at me and said, Go to Huaxia Cemetery and bring Xin Er back.
Mei Yi, are you sure she is there?
Mei Yi nodded and sighed and said, Come on, bring her here. Just say I want you to bring her here.
I didn’t continue to become speechless. Mei Yi told me to go out at once.
Before leaving, Aunt Mei directly gave me her car keys and asked me to drive her car.
I parked my car at the entrance of Huaxia Cemetery and ran in as fast as I could. Because I got an answer from Mei Yi, I firmly believed that Yan Jiaxin would not do anything stupid.
But I’m still more worried than I am about the tombstone. When I saw Yan Jiaxin sitting alone by the tombstone, it was so lonely that my inexplicable worry disappeared. Slowly, I stopped my galloping and walked quietly to her.
She didn’t realize that I was looking at the tombstone photo blindly and was very lonely. She reached out and stroked the tombstone photo and choked and said Grandpa.
I was so quiet next to her. I looked at the cigarette in my pocket and had no desire to light it, because I was afraid that the humble little fire would burn.
Are you okay? This is the first sentence I said after a short silence.
This sentence made Yan Jiaxin’s body tremble fiercely. She looked up at me. At this moment, her evocative face was depressed, haggard and flustered. She felt uneasy and flustered at first sight. She still had some tears in her eyes, and she seemed to have just cried.
Without anger, I can’t see anger in her eyes
In a flash, she suddenly got up and held out her hand to push me back.
At the moment, I didn’t continue to stare blankly and directly grabbed her and pushed my hand at me. I wasn’t 桑拿网 prepared to give her a chance to escape. She resisted, but I was clinging to it.
I’m sorry
I looked down at her and said these three words sincerely, which I have to say and have to say.
Because I didn’t understand her embarrassment, I didn’t really think about how much injustice this girl suffered. She faced the pressure of the school board more than the whole school.
She is silently alone to bear such heavy pressure, and no one shares it, no one understands it, but she believes me, and that’s what my sincere friend does to her, so she will take my words as a comfort straw and put them in her heart.
Straw, which was ignited by a famous fire, took my heart with my intention and became the wood fire source that ignited her deepest anxiety.
I’m sorry
I said sorry to her again, to be honest, I don’t want to say sorry, because sorry will make people feel sad and disappoint those who believe you.
It was my sorry that made her really cry. She cried with real emotions. It was so distressing that her every cry seemed to tell the deepest pain in her heart.
And it is because of her weeping that I really find that I am not a man, because I always make girls around me cry.
Yu Fei will cry because I’m such a fucking asshole that I haven’t done anything to make her feel better, except trouble.
Sebrina will cry because I’m so fucking stupid that she likes me and I’m under so much pressure alone, but I can’t touch and believe like an idiot and a coward.
And Yan Jiaxin will cry because I’m such a fucking king that I know she’s under so much pressure that I can’t bear it, but I still calmly say the words that seem to be hurtful.
At this time, I shouted at her with all my abilities, Cry if you want. Remember to give me a smiling face after crying. It’s a real smiling face and the purest smiling face.
Tears came to her eyes. She cried not in such a low voice, but with all the emotions that could tell the pain. I let go of her hand, because now she really needs a tearboard, a tearboard that can bear these tears.
Sir, you really made the right decision, didn’t you?
I looked at the marble tombstone standing there and sighed.
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Chapter seventy-three A dry job
Let’s go. Aunt Mei is waiting for us at home.
After a bitter cry, my hand wiped her tears from the corner of her eyes. This time, she didn’t open my hand and dried my tears. I smiled at her.
It’s Mei Yi who told you. Her tone was a little choked up.

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