I only wish that my love will live up to you

Chapter 31 Her

The night passed without incident, Su Yan fell asleep for a while, and when she woke up, the sky outside was already bright.

There was no movement outside the door, Su Yan walked out of the room cautiously, went downstairs, but did not see Wen Siyu's figure.

It seems that he doesn't intend to drive her away directly?
Su Yan was a little surprised instead.

Seeing Su Yan, Uncle Lin warmly greeted her to have breakfast, while Su Yan ate, she asked where Wen Siyu had gone.

Today is the weekend, he should not go to the company.

Uncle Lin paused for a moment, his expression became a little dignified, and he said after a while: "The eldest young master went to the cemetery. Today, today is the second miss's one-month anniversary, the anniversary of her death."

"Crack", Su Yan's chopsticks fell to the ground.

The next second, she stood up.

"Uncle Lin, can you take me there?"

Several times before, she went to the cemetery secretly by herself, but the guilt she carried in her heart always made her breathless. Even if she went, it was mostly at night. She didn't even dare to look at the photos on the tombstone. If you look more, you will leave in a hurry.

Before I knew it, a month had passed.

Su Yan was a little stunned, time flies so fast, and some things seem to have happened yesterday, even if they are deliberately ignored, they will become more and more clear.

No one will forget.

And she should never forget.

Even if she is not suitable to appear in the cemetery due to love and scenery, even if Wen Siyu will kill her if she finds out, she will still go this time.

Su Yan returned to her room, tidied herself hastily, changed into a low-key gray coat, put on a hat, and asked Uncle Lin to send her to the cemetery.

On the way there, Su Yan went to a flower shop to buy a bouquet of lilies.

There are a total of 22 flowers. If Wen Wanjun is still alive, she will be 22 years old, and lilies are also her favorite flower during her lifetime.

Fresh and elegant, pure and flawless.

Su Yan lowered her eyes, smelled the elegant fragrance of lilies, bit her lips, and firmly held the bouquet in her hand.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the cemetery in the northern suburbs of the city.

When getting out of the car, Uncle Lin kept telling him uneasy: "Ma'am, you must not conflict with the young master later, if you have something to say, please say it well, I know your heart for the second miss, second miss, second miss Miss won't blame you, but today, the young master may not be in a good mood."

Uncle Lin was euphemistic, but Su Yan didn't understand.

She smiled: "Don't worry, Uncle Lin, I know what to do."

Uncle Lin nodded, and then drove away.

Su Yan turned around and walked towards the cemetery step by step alone.

In the huge cemetery, there are black tombstones everywhere, and there are few people, giving people a feeling of deserted and desolate.

Under each tombstone, there is a soul that sleeps here forever.

Su Yan stopped in front of a big tree not far away, and then hid there.

She saw Wen Siyu in front, he was wearing a black suit, his back was tall but thin, with a chilling aura, he was holding something in his hand.

Su Yan didn't go forward. To be precise, she never thought about meeting Wen Siyu face to face.

She came here just to pay homage to Wen Wanjun, and she didn't want to quarrel with Wen Siyu here.

If Wen Siyu saw her, he would definitely lose control of his emotions.

Su Yan stood in the same place silently, she watched Wen Siyu bent down and reached out to caress the cold tombstone, he seemed to be still talking to the tombstone, but it was so far away, Su Yan couldn't hear anything.

(End of this chapter)