If You Want Me

She raised one hand to block the light, but the light seemed to be crazy and did not disappear, making her raise her hand a little numb.

When she was about to turn around, she suddenly heard footsteps and the sound of door opening. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, holding the thick documents.

A strange voice came to her ears, "Consuela, long time no see."

It seemed that he was an acquaintance of her. Hearing his natural tone, she could not help but open her eyes. The light in front of her was blocked. The strong light was too violent, and she could only vaguely see the outline of the person.

"Who are you?" Holding the documents in her hand, Consuela didn't dodge. She just frowned and asked in confusion, which made the man who was facing her look unhappy.

The man was stunned for a few seconds, and then said in a joking tone, "You must let me call you cousin, so that you can remember who I am?"

Cousin...

It had been a long time since he called her that.

It seemed that no one had called her like this in the past five years. But five years ago, there were only two people calling her like this. One was Susie, who was Richie's cousin, and the other was Mark, the husband of Susie!

"Are you Mark?" Consuela asked in disbelief.

When she saw the man nod, her eyes changed slightly. "What do you want to do here?"

"I just want to take you to see an old friend. We both know him, and there were special feelings between the three of us."

Special feelings? Was it Susie or Richie?

No... It couldn't be one of the two of them. If it was, this man wouldn't have stopped her at all.

But... She really couldn't figure out who else could maintain the familiar bond between her and Mark.

As soon as the man finished speaking, he turned around took over the documents from Consuela's arms. He didn't give her any time to think and forced her to go with him.

But somehow, when she saw th

red flowers and green grass. What brought her back to her senses was the words of Mark, "Here it is."

The scenery was indeed beautiful.

After looking around for a while, Consuela was led to the man's tomb. She also saw the stuff that was just taken out of the trunk of the car from the hands of Mark.

They were colorful, as if they were very precious and a little fancy.

Tristan might not like those things.

She followed him with a frown, and the man in front of her seemed to have a pair of eyes on his back, which could tell the words on her face. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if he likes these gifts from me. If he wants to refuse, then he can come back by himself. If he can't come back, he can only accept the gifts from me."

"……" With her hands empty, Consuela looked around and asked, "Can I pick some flowers here?"

She came in such a hurry that she didn't prepare anything. It was not until now that she realized that it was really unreasonable to be empty handed.

"It's good that you are willing to do so." Mark turned around and looked at Consuela quietly for a few eyes, and replied with a smile.

In fact, he wanted to say that it was good as long as she could come, nothing would make Tristan happier than she was willing to come to see him.