Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 3479 Takes away all the past
Ye Jiaqi was talking to Zhuo Yuanhang in a low voice. Because she was crying so hard, she leaned weakly on the tombstone, almost unable to support herself.

Talk for a long time, sometimes incoherent, I don't know what I'm talking about.

Josnian supported her, and put a stack of paper money in her hand: "Here."

Ye Jiaqi knew what it meant, but the tears still flowed down uncontrollably, unable to stop no matter what.

Even up to this moment, she didn't feel that Zhuo Yuanhang had left, that she really had to leave.

The flame danced, and the paper ash floated far away.

Through the firelight, Josnian stared at Ye Jiaqi's delicate face. She cried so much that her eyes were swollen, and her hair and collar were covered with tears.

Crying like this, he couldn't do anything to persuade him.

It's human nature.

Even if he and Zhuo Yuanhang have no intersection, he will be moved at this time.

The fog has not cleared for a long time, and the sky is also gray, especially here in the cemetery, where it is cold and quiet, and every small sound will be amplified many times.

Ye Jiaqi burned some paper money for Zhuo Yuanhang, and she stared blankly at the dancing flames, her eyes dull.

Zhuo Yuanhang really has to leave her...

As if dreaming.

"Jiaqi!" Josnian suddenly grabbed her hand, "Be careful, don't touch the fire."

She was in a daze just now, and her fingers almost touched the flames.

"You let me touch it and hurt it, so I can know if it's true." She didn't want to believe it.

"Jiaqi, don't hurt yourself, Zhuo Yuanhang doesn't want to see you like this either." Josnian was rational after all, "I told you, he just changed his way to accompany you, you have to be strong."

"Where's his painting?" Ye Jiaqi looked at Josnian.

Only then did Josnian hand her a handbag, which contained the paintings that Zhuo Yuanhang had drawn during his year in Qingshan Village.

"Principal Wang found all the things at the place where Zhuo Yuanhang lived. There are many calligraphy and paintings. If you want to keep some, you can keep some. If you don't want to keep, you can burn it." Josnian said.

Ye Jiaqi opened a painting, which showed a quiet and peaceful courtyard.

She recognized it, it was the small courtyard where she lived, and the flowers and plants in the painting were also planted by her!

A smile finally appeared on her lips.

She looked at it one by one, it was well painted, and it had everything.

There are temples at the head of the village, ginkgo trees by the water, abstract goldfish, and cute children...

Some of the paintings had blood stains on them.

Josnian explained to her from the side: "He is in the terminal stage of severe illness and will cough up blood, so there is blood on some paintings."

"He always hides it well in front of me..." Ye Jiaqi looked dazed, "I only saw blood on his sleeve once, if only I cared more about him..."

"Jiaqi, don't blame yourself, you and I are mortals, there is nothing we can do."

There were a lot of paintings, and Ye Jiaqi was reluctant to burn them all, so she threw some of them into the fire.

The drawing paper was turned into ashes almost instantly.

Josnian saw her reluctance: "If you really don't want to lose the rest, I'll store them in the bank's safe for you."

Ye Jiaqi held the drawing paper in his hand.

Yes, I can't bear to...

But so what if she couldn't bear it anymore, Zhuo Yuanhang had already left her, and she couldn't bear to look at these paintings in the future.

She finally made up her mind and threw the remaining drawing paper into the fire.

Paper dust filled the air, taking away all the past.

A piece of pure land covers the wind, just like falling flowers follow the water, leaving no trace...

(End of this chapter)