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189 Chapter 2 You Can't Be Ruthless To Her ([-])
The rain was falling heavily, and it hit the tombstone drop by drop. She in front of the stone tablet lost her temperature bit by bit.

On the muddy and winding road, the footprints left by Jiang Xiachu when he walked by had been washed away, and suddenly there was an extra pair of feet, leaving the same footprints on the same road.

In the rain, the man held a white umbrella, walked towards the tombstone, looked at the person in front of the stone monument, and approached step by step.

The umbrella was raised, and his enchanting and delicate face was covered with the cold wind and rain. He drooped his eyes: "Jiang Xiachu, it would be great if I didn't come today."

He walked around her, walked to the tomb, knelt down, and stretched out his hand to brush the small words on the left corner of the tombstone.

Ye Zaixi——

On this stele, he left his own name, because this is the tomb of his relatives, but she never found it.

Ye Zaixi turned to the people on the ground, his voice dry and tense: "I didn't expect you to be the one driving the car." He raised his head and looked at the tombstone, "Brother, do you hate her, like me?"

For the first time in five years, he hated this woman so much.

"You went to find her that year and never came back."

Ye Zaixi got up slowly, didn't look at her again, turned around, and walked away step by step along the way she came, without turning her head once.

He knew that as long as he didn't look back, her debt could be paid off.

The footsteps, I don't know when, they became heavy little by little, but he gritted his teeth and continued step by step, and the dusty memory began to become clear.

Deep in my memory, there was such a rain when he was still a young boy, and his elder brother was also a young boy.

"Brother, where are you going?" The little boy held a white umbrella and tugged at the older boy.

The boy smiled: "Go to meet the girl I like."

The little boy seemed to be ignorant, and asked, "Do you like it very much?"

"En." The boy nodded, his eyes sparkling.

At that time, the young boy thought, that girl must be extremely annoying, because his brother likes it.And some stubbornly asked: "More than liking me?"

"Yeah." The boy still nodded.

The little boy was annoyed, let go, walked out of the umbrella, and said angrily: "Then you go, I didn't come to see you specially."

The boy was very helpless to the childish boy, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't be angry, I will bring her back with me." He raised his lips, and when he mentioned the girl he likes, the boy's eyes were very bright, "She, she is a crybaby!" A girl who loves to laugh, you will definitely like it when you see her."

The young boy scoffed coldly with disdain: "Besides, I don't like it."

The boy just smiled, left the umbrella behind, then turned around and walked into the rain, his figure disappearing bit by bit.

The little boy waited where he was, kicking the stones on the ground with his mouth pouted.

That boy just left like that and never came back.

That was the last time Ye Zaixi saw Ji Qiancheng.

The memory dissipated, and suddenly, Ye Zaixi stopped walking, and the hand holding the umbrella trembled.

After a long time, he turned around, smiled wryly at himself, and walked back along the footprints just now.

Standing in front of the tombstone again, Ye Zaixi said: "I hate her." Let go, the umbrella fell to the ground, he squatted down, plucked Jiang Xiachu's hair, and muttered helplessly, "I hate myself even more Can't let her go."

He hated her so much, but still couldn't let her go, so Ye Zaixi felt that the person he hated the most was himself.

But what to do, he couldn't control his heart, his feet, his hands, so he could only surrender.

"Brother, you lied to me, you said that the girl you like loves to cry and laugh, no, she never laughs or cries in front of others, she always likes to hang on until everyone turns around, and then licks her by herself Wounds, no matter how much you pretend nothing happened, and still don’t cry or laugh, it really hurts.”

Sighing, he asked, "Do you feel sorry for her?"

The tombstone would not answer, Ye Zaixi shook his head, looking at the person on the stone tablet, his eyes were gentle.

"I'm sorry, I didn't count what I said back then. I really like this guy who makes people feel distressed."

"I'm sorry, brother, I can't be cruel to her."

He leaned over and picked up the person on the ground with gentle movements.

It rained all night, and for another whole day, the whole Zuo family was gloomy, oh my god, the Zuo family, it was too dangerous, the dark and cold murderous aura lingering here was just waiting for an opportunity to gain momentum.

Eh!The young lady hasn't been found yet, the Zuo family will be in chaos sooner or later.Uncle Jin waited at the door, looking at the sky outside the window, and then at the face of his master inside, the color was normal.

The rain is getting more and more violent, and it seems that it will not stop for a while.Outside the door, I don't remember which wave of people it was, Uncle Jin held up an umbrella and walked over: "How is it?"

The leading man stood proudly in the rain and was silent for a while, just shaking his head.

Hey, Uncle Jin sighed and waved his hand: "Go again, even if you turn over this Shanghai, you have to find him."

The man weighed for a moment, but he didn't enter the door of Zuo's house, turned around and walked into the rain.

Facing the continuous and torrential rain, Uncle Jin murmured: "Why is there no day of peace this day?" Shaking his head, he was about to walk inside.

"Uncle Jin." The man who had just left the door came back again, the man was stunned, "Young Madam, she—" the man pointed to the door.

Uncle Jin didn't care about opening the umbrella, and walked out of the gate with his body bent.

After a while, Uncle Jin came back drenched in the rain, with surprise on his face: "Young Master, Young Madam was sent back."

Immediately, the clouds in Zuo's house broke through and the sun rose.

Zuo Cheng suddenly stood up from the sofa, his body was a little unsteady: "Where is she?"

"The taxi stopped at the door, Zuo Yu is no longer there, we dare not go rashly—" Uncle Jin hesitated for a while and then said, "Young Madam is fine, it's just—"

Before Uncle Jin finished speaking, he felt a gust of cold wind in front of his eyes, his neck shrank, and when he raised his head again, there was no shadow of Zuo Cheng.

"Hey." Uncle Jin sighed heavily, he couldn't tell whether he was surprised or happy, and followed him out.

The taxi was parked outside the gate of Zuo’s house. The middle-aged driver looked at the high-end iron gate and was startled. He had been a driver for decades and had never encountered such a strange thing. A thick pile of banknotes, a little uneasy.After waiting for a while, the iron door opened, and the first thing that came into view were two rows of solemn-looking men, uniformly dressed in black, and then a pure black umbrella in the crowd, on which was a very Beautiful hands, bloody bandages on the wrists, the umbrella was lifted... the driver was startled.

Such a beautiful hand, the owner is actually a man!And this face... The driver uncle suddenly trembled in the wind. A few days ago, my daughter was holding a magazine, pointing at the man on it with a fascinated face, and said something: Dad, did you see this? The best man, rich, powerful and handsome.

(End of this chapter)