Did Mr.Zhan withdraw from the marriage today?

Suburbs, cemetery.

Old Joe's tomb looks no different from others. It's just a simple tombstone standing there. Perhaps the only difference is that the flowers in front of the tomb are fresher than those around, because they are replaced every day.

Qiao Yun also brought a bunch of flowers, a bunch of white chrysanthemums, which she bought at the roadside florist.

It was still bright and the sun was still waving.

Qiao Zhen tied the white chrysanthemum in her hand in front of the tomb and gently put it down. She knelt down on one leg and reached out to touch the cold tombstone.

Her fingertips slowly stroked the picture of old Joe.

"Grandpa... I'm sorry I haven't seen you for a long time." Joe wore sunglasses. Tears rolled under them. Her tone choked. I'm very sorry.

Trembling, Qiao Hui withdrew his hand, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his chin, took off his sunglasses and showed a sweet smile.

But her eyes were still red and glistening, but she couldn't bear to shed tears.

"Grandpa, you taught me to be strong and indifferent since I was a child. Is it because you had expected such a day? I expected that I would know all the truth and that at this time, you were no longer with me..."

"I thought I had done well enough and was strong enough, but in fact, I had a hard time every day when you were away..."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa. I still can't grow into the mature look you expect. When I encounter something, I come to you and cry."

Joe choked, and his tears rolled out of his eyes again. This time, it was like a broken pearl. One by one, he couldn't stop.

"Grandpa... I miss you so much..."

Qiao Peng cried and burst into laughter. She raised her hands to wipe away the tears on both cheeks and said happily:

"Grandpa, I will find you soon. If you can hear what I say and if there is another world, can you wait for me? I may be a little afraid alone."

"But don't worry, it's my decision. I'm not forced, so I'll go to you after I finish everything I want to do. I won't leave any regrets."

Qiao Peng looked down at the white chrysanthemum. She saw drops of water falling on the white petals, drop by drop, more and more, and more and more dense.

"It's raining..." she murmured and looked up at the clear and sunny day.

The rain came suddenly. Qiao Yun didn't bring an umbrella at all, and there was no shelter around. So she just looked up at the sky, lowered her head and continued to squat there without moving.

The sun was shining brightly, and the rain was not cold. Joe squatted there and was drenched by the rain before long, and the rain began to flow down the end of her hair.

But it happened to cover her tears.

The rain washed her face constantly, and the wound on her forehead hurt faintly. Then she remembered that she was still an injured person, and the wound on her forehead had not been healed.

She raised her hand to touch it, then looked at it, saw no red blood, relaxed and relieved, otherwise she squatted here with her face full of blood, I'm afraid it would scare Grandpa.

When she thought of her idea, Joe felt a little funny, so she smiled.

"Silly in the rain?" suddenly came a familiar low voice, displeased in indifference.

Qiao Peng looked back and saw Zhan Nanting standing behind him with a black umbrella. The handle of the black umbrella was a golden faucet, which looked glittering at the moment.

"You're stupid! What are you doing here?" Joe scolded back angrily, with no welcome on his face.

Zhan Nanting took a step forward, and his umbrella blocked Qiao Yun in. The rain fell on Qiao Yun's face in an instant, but she didn't show gratitude at all, but her eyebrows frowned tighter.

"There's no need for you to be hypocritical and meddlesome here. If you're really kind, leave your umbrella and people leave." Qiao said.

Zhan Nanting stood there and Qiao Peng squatted there. There was a big height difference between them. Now Qiao Peng had to raise his head completely to talk to Zhan Nanting. This posture made her even more unhappy.

So she suddenly stood up, but after squatting for a long time, she was drenched in the rain for a long time. This time, she couldn't stop being dizzy, and people would fall back in a flash.

Zhan Nanting reached out to hold her arm and let her stand firmly.

Qiao Zhen pushed away Zhan Nanting's hand at the first time after he stood firm. Zhan Nanting took back his hand and looked at her indifferently.

Cold voice said: "I can ignore you, but I can't ignore this body. She still needs it."

Joe's heart was stifled. Listen to what people say?!

"Now it's still my body. It's up to me. You can't control it!" Joe said angrily.

"Joe, you haven't figured out the current situation."

Qiao Zhen saw the disdain and contempt for Zhan Nanting from her indifferent eyes, and she immediately frowned.

"What's the situation now? Do you really think I promised Gu Yun to leave her body? I must abide by the agreement? I can still die with her! Zhan Nanting! Now you don't understand the situation."

Joe put his hands in front of him. "I advise you not to mess with me these days. Now I'm barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. What can you do with me? But I can let the woman you love die with me!"

She reached out and poked Zhan Nanting's chest, sarcastically said: "you are the one who has a good understanding of the current situation. Don't always be self righteous and think how great you are. You will quickly disappear from my eyes before I want to die."

After the cruel words, Qiao Xuan waited for Zhan Nanting to leave.

But a few seconds passed, and more than ten seconds passed again. Well, it's been 60 seconds for a minute.

Zhan Nan still stood there with an iceberg face and a paralyzed face. Don't say to go. He didn't move at all!

Joe saw two big words on his face: arrogance!

She felt her head hurt more suddenly. She subconsciously raised her hand to cover the wound, but she was caught by Zhan Nanting before her hand touched the wound.

"Don't touch the wound."

"Why can't I touch my wound?!" Qiao Yun tried to touch the wound.

But her strength was not as strong as Zhan Nanting. If one hand was not strong enough, she used the other hand, but the next second, her other hand was also caught.

The black umbrella fell on the ground, and many drops of water bounced on the umbrella surface.

Qiao Zhen was stunned. She looked at the umbrella on the ground and Zhan Nanting who was being drenched in the rain.

Frowning, "are you sick!" in order to prevent her from hurting her mouth, she threw away her umbrella directly? As for you!

Her hand is not poisonous. She will die if she touches the wound? Besides, the wound is still wrapped and untouchable!

Zhan Nanting ignored Qiao Zhen. He grabbed both hands and wrists of Qiao Zhen with his left hand, then raised his right hand to pull off his tie, quickly wrapped two circles around Qiao Zhen's wrists and tied a knot.

"It's a dead knot!" Joe shouted angrily. She stared at Zhan Nanting with big eyes. This time, she really looked at him like watching a psychopath.