Chapter 1598 (1/2)

The sky in Jinhai is quite clear.

At six o'clock in the morning, there was a little aura in the sky.

Everything is like waking up just now, hazy.

Jinhai is a fascinating metropolis.

No matter what happened here at night, it seems that as long as the day breaks, these things will disappear.

Sin, wrapped by the sun, is buried deep in the soil.

At six o'clock, even the early office workers haven't gone out yet.

But a teenager was walking on a path in Jinhai city.

This road leads to Longfeng villa, the first cemetery in Jinhai city.

This is the highest standard cemetery in Jinhai city. The place where the dead live is even more expensive than the living.

It is said that a master once calculated that this is the ascending dragon position. Feng Shui is the best place to bury people here.

As a result, prices began to soar.

Xiaowen is lying here quietly.

Let Xiaowen sleep here. I'm making up more.

Make up for the fact that she didn't treat Xiaowen well before she died, and didn't even go out with her.

She left before she could do many things.

People don't know how to cherish. Only after losing can they know what pain is.

I feel this feeling deeply, so I feel more guilty in my heart.

Xiaowen, it's a pity in my life.

Now I'm walking along the path with a bag in my hand.

I didn't let Zhuang force Tiger Wang Peng to come up. They waited at the foot of the mountain.

I'll say sorry to Xiaowen myself later.

Perhaps because there is no popularity, the path is gloomy everywhere.

I scanned the tombstone with my eyes and found Xiaowen's tombstone.

Xiaowen's name is engraved on the tombstone in bright red.

This seems to be the first time I've come since Xiaowen's accident.

From that day on, I felt deeply guilty and didn't dare to come and face Xiaowen. Today, things were done and Hong Zi was punished. Only then did I have the courage to face Xiaowen.

In the middle of the tombstone is a black-and-white photo of Xiaowen.

Xiaowen smiled sweetly, the corners of her mouth rose, Yan Ruo Chaohua.

Seeing this picture, I feel as if Xiaowen is still around.

It seems that this is just a great joke played by God.

Death has never been closer to me, but it has never been ethereal.

I stood here stunned for a moment, then sat down and put the bag in front of Xiaowen's tombstone.

Click.

I lit a cigarette.

Recently, I'm so addicted to smoking that I can hardly leave my mouth.

”Xiaowen, I know you must blame me, and I know you must be very unhappy. You left the world when you were only 23 years old. You left in a hurry without trying or even enjoying life ~”

”People will die. Sooner or later, I will accompany you. You are waiting for me there. Or, find someone who loves you to accompany you. You are so beautiful. Even if you get there, there must be no shortage of suitors.”

”Xiaowen, maybe you want to scold me, but I still did it. Let this man kneel in front of you and repent! Today I will sacrifice you with his blood.”

With that, I slowly opened the bag.

Inside is Hongzi's head.

His expression was not too painful, but his mouth opened slightly, as if in relief.

This is really a relief for Hong Zi.

Even pardon!

I grabbed Hongzi's hair and put it in front of Xiaowen's tombstone.

”Xiaowen, this is Hong Zi. I killed him last night in the same way as you. Don't feel too uncomfortable there. Things have passed, everything has passed...”

Hong Zi's head is still dripping blood, and the smell of blood is very strong.