Zhao Siqing's eyes were red. She looked at Yang Jingqiu and sobbed, "mom, Huo Jingchen... "
On the other side, Li Feihuan's figure was buried in the crowd. He looked at Zhao Siqing from afar and did not make a sound.
The woman who had gone to Zhao Siqing's office with him slowly walked to his side She said coldly, "see, she doesn't deserve you to be so good to her, nor does she deserve you to be so kind to her. Huo Jingchen has always been the only man in her heart. "
Li Feihuan's expression did not change. He said slowly, "I don't know when you started to talk so much. "
The woman was obviously unwilling, as if she wanted to say something more.
Li Feihuan turned to look at her and said calmly, "a substitute has to do what a substitute has to do. After all, there can be thousands of fakes. "
Hearing the warning in his words, the woman's face turned a little Pale.
Li Feihuan turned around and changed his position, but he did not leave. Instead, he watched the whole memorial ceremony from the dark.
Zhao Siqing and Yang Jingqiu exchanged a few words, then slowly walked to Huo Jingchen's tombstone. She was a little absent-minded.
"I won't believe it... I won't believe it. You said you wouldn't let me go, " Zhao Siqing said softly, tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably.
She turned around and looked around, shouting, "Huo Jingchen, come out! I know you're not dead, come out! "
She looked around at the crowd, anxiously searching for his figure. The Sky and Earth were spinning, and the rain was drizzling.
Why isn't he out yet... ...
"Grandma, where's Huo Jingchen? Why hasn't he come out yet! " Zhao Siqing's hair was wet, and she held onto Mrs. Anke's hand as she sobbed.
Old Mrs. Huo looked at her and sighed softly, shaking her head and not saying a word.
Zhao Siqing shouted at the top of her lungs for a long time, but Huo Jingchen was still nowhere to be seen. She could not help but slowly fall to the ground and cry out loud.
"YOU'RE A LIAR! YOU BASTARD! You promised me... "
"I'll forget about you tomorrow, and I'll go live my life with another man... "
Zhao Siqing choked with sobs. She still did not believe that he would die like this.
At this moment, a pair of dark brown leather shoes slowly stopped in front of her. A familiar deep voice sounded above her head, "who else do you want to spend the rest of your life with? "
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. She looked up and bumped into a pair of dark eyes.
At this moment, the man on the tombstone was standing in front of her. His eyes were deep, and her figure was reflected in his dark pupils.
Zhao Siqing looked up at him in a daze, forgetting to react.
Huo Jingchen sighed and put his coat on her shoulder. He helped her up and said in a deep voice, "it's cold on the ground. "
Zhao Siqing came back to her senses and threw herself into his arms. Tears fell like rain. "You're not dead, are you? I knew you wouldn't die! "
Huo Jingchen hugged her tightly as well. He rested his Chin on her shoulder and said in a low voice, "you're still alive. How could I bear to die? "
Zhao Siqing's tears flowed more and more violently. She couldn't even speak clearly. "Then look at me. I've been calling you for so long, but you refused to come out... "
Huo Jingchen lifted her chin
He was afraid that after she found out that he was still alive, she wouldn't be able to let go of her past life and wouldn't be willing to forgive her.
So, after hesitating for a while, he finally dared to come out because he couldn't bear to see her in fear.
The surrounding discussions continued, but Zhao Siqing couldn't hear anything at the moment. She hugged huo Jingchen's waist tightly
Huo Jingchen also hugged her very tightly. No one knew how he had been living these past few days.
He was even more afraid that she wouldn't appear. He was even more afraid that Li Feihuan would take her away, and she would never be seen again.