Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

When you get to the place, you can see a lot of tombstones when you get out of the car. Those tombstones were once a living person, but after death, only the picture on the tombstone is left, which can remind the living people Their voices smiled.

At noon, the weather was hot, Yan Qingsi's eyes could not be opened, and the dandelion in her hand had stunned after leaving the soil.

Yan Qingsi looked at the continuous cemetery and looked back at the crumbs, but did not urge him.

You Ye didn't get out of the car, his hands were shaking, his throat seemed to be blocked by a long thorn, he looked for Yan Qingsi, he hoped that she could give him one last hope, but ... but ...

There is really no such kindness in this world to give you.

He asked people to check, he asked many people to check, and the results came the next day, telling him that the woman he had searched for so many years and thought about so many years had died.

He didn't believe it, let people continue to check, the hands changed from wave to wave, and everyone's answer was the same.

That woman died, and she died many years ago.

The year she died happened to be the year he left.

But You still refused to believe that he found Yan Qingsi, she is her daughter, she would never want her mother to die, she would tell him the truth.

What it really was—she brought him to the cemetery.

She wants to tell her the cruelest truth.

Yan Qingsi was a little dizzy when she was tanned, and a layer of sweat appeared on the back of her forehead and neck. There was no makeup on her face, and she was soaked with sweat, a little dizzy.

Yan Qingsi knows what the peregrine falcon is now, and that is the most painful time after being crushed by reality.

Therefore, she did not urge him, because she had tasted the taste, it was so painful, it was more uncomfortable than death.

However, the time she gave him did not mean that he could escape.

Yan Qingsi said coldly, "Don't you want the truth? This is the truth. Don't you want to see my mother, I brought you here, but you come down."

The eyes of the game are redder, as if blood can be dripped at any time. His voice is dumb: "I don't believe you, you are lying to me like them ..."

To this day, he is still reluctant to admit that fact.

It was as if he was forcing a person to take out his heart with his own hands, forcing him to face the **** reality, forcing him to taste the painful pain.

Yan Qingsi didn't blame him, she said lightly: "It's up to you, if you feel that deceiving yourself can make you feel better, feel free to do it."

Peregrine's response was normal, she understood, so she didn't feel angry.

Yan Qingsi kicked off the high heels on her feet, and the heels of those shoes had already blistered.

She stepped on the hot stone road that was scorched by the sun.

On the day of July, the morning temperature in Los Angeles was the highest in the day, reaching 34.45 degrees. The ground temperature was higher. Stepping on it as if stepping on a hot iron plate, it seemed to be cooked. same.

But Yan Qingsi didn't seem to feel anything, and her face was calm and nothing strange.

Yan Qingsi stepped up step by step, waiting to stand in front of the tombstone, already sweating heavily, the clothes behind were soaked with sweat, the cheeks were red, and the eye makeup was dizzy.

Nie Qiuyu's cemetery is free of weeds, and is often taken care of, and the tombstones are cleaned.