Hidden Beauty in the Dark: The CEO's Secret Lover

Chapter 1
City N, a cemetery in the western suburbs.

The sun was setting and the sky was gradually darkening. The evening wind blew through the tall and straight pine and cypress treetops, making rustling sounds, like a woman's sobbing and sighing, faintly echoing in this cemetery lined with stone monuments. , adding a bit of a gloomy feeling.Occasionally, a crow flies up and makes a croaking sound, which sounds even more creepy.

Jian Qingyin walked up the stone steps of the cemetery step by step.She was holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in her hand, and there was a hint of sadness in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing that she was a single woman, the cemetery staff kindly reminded her, "Girl, it's getting late, so let's go down the mountain as soon as possible."

Jian Qingyin smiled faintly, nodded, and continued to climb up the stairs.

In front of the tombstone, she put down the white chrysanthemum, knelt down slowly, and with her fingers like jade, she gently stroked the familiar photo on the tombstone. Then, she put her forehead on the cold stone tablet and murmured, "Wei An, I Come to see you."

In the twilight, the woman's face was beautiful, but she couldn't hide her sadness, and her eyes were filled with sadness.And the young man in the photo, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with a gentle smile, looks like a bright moon.

"Weian, today is the third anniversary of your death." Jian Qingyin whispered, "Three years, you left me, three full years. Do you know how I spent these three years?" I miss you, I really miss you, but why are you so heartless and just abandon me like this? You let me live well, but do you know that sometimes, living is harder than dying? Wei An, tell me Me, what should I do? What should I do?"

As soon as he closed his eyes, teardrops dripped down in strings.In the silence of the mountains and forests, only the mournful and uncontrollable weeping of the woman could be heard, echoing quietly.

Behind a huge green pine, a tall man in a gray windbreaker stood there quietly for an unknown how long.The mountain wind blew, and the corners of his clothes fluttered, against that handsome and outstanding face, he appeared like an exiled immortal.

No one knows when he appeared there, nor who he is, he just stood there quietly, with his thin lips tightly pressed, and when he saw the woman crying on the ground in front of the tombstone, his ink-like eyes flashed A touch of unspeakable sadness and desolation that hesitates to speak.

After a long time, he murmured, "Qingyin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He slammed his fist hard on the pine tree, and the handsome and unparalleled man pressed his forehead against the tree, his eyes blurred.Heart, the pain is unbearable.

In front of the tombstone, Jian Qingyin's mood has calmed down.She got up slowly and straightened her clothes.Taking a deep breath, she looked at the photo, "Weian, I'm leaving, I will come to see you on this day next year..."

The man behind the green pine has regained his composure.Hearing this, she cast a longing glance at the thin and delicate figure in front of the tombstone, then turned around and quickly disappeared into the cemetery.

It was as if he had never been here.

Jian Qingyin sorted out her emotions and walked down the steps slowly.In the twilight, the girl who is obviously as young as a flower, reveals an indescribable desolation and the vicissitudes of the world.

When we descended the mountain, it was already dark, and the street lamps gave off a dim yellow light.Fortunately, I had already booked a taxi before coming here, otherwise, given the remote location, I would definitely not be able to get a taxi.

While waiting for the bus, I received a call from Ji Weiran, "Where is it?"

He is always like this. He never talks nonsense on the phone, and always gets straight to the point. He doesn't even bother to call her name. He only calls her Jane when he is on the bed.

Jian Qingyin paused, and lied without changing his expression, "At home."

(End of this chapter)