President, go away!

"But, Shen Qingqing, she mentioned Grandpa, I'm afraid..." Xu Youran frowned slightly, a little worried.

"Don't worry, the old man doesn't like Shen Qingqing. She can go into the Shen family's old house again!" Xu Ruiqin said softly.

Xu Youran thought about it and thought it was such a reason, so he didn't catch up.

Shen family, under the old banyan tree.

Huo tingxiao chased Shen Qingqing. He stretched out his hand to clamp Shen Qingqing. Looking at her cold eyebrows and eyes, as well as the scene at this moment, they couldn't help reminding them of everything in the past.

When they met and fell in love, he proposed to her, and it was here!

Shen Qingqing frowned slightly and looked up at him, "what's the matter with Mr. Huo?"

"Do you remember here?" Huo tingxiao asked faintly, and his voice lost the coldness just now.

But where do you know, Shen Qingqing smiled coldly and said, "what if you remember, what if you don't remember?" she paused, and she broke away from his hand, "Mr. Huo is playing emotional cards with me now?"

With that, Shen Qingqing stepped forward and walked in front of him. Their reflections fell on the ground. They were particularly beautiful. The sparse sunshine sprinkled from the banyan tree, but it was also particularly desolate on their faces.

Through the shadow reflected on the ground, I saw that the woman reached out to caress the man's handsome face, and the man just looked at her, didn't move, and didn't push her away.

Such a face has become the obsession of her life and made her live in hell.

Shen Qingqing smiled, gently stroked his eyes with her slender hand, and finally landed on his lips. Then she stood on tiptoe and kissed him gently. With only a gentle kiss, her tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and flowed into his mouth along her face.

Salty and bitter.

"Ah Xiao, is it bitter?"

Huo tingxiao didn't understand. He just looked at her tears. He didn't know what was going on and began to panic. Especially when he saw Shen Qingqing's tears, in his impression, she rarely cried.

But how can tears be bitter?

Shen Qingqing smiled, and my heart was more bitter.

"Start from where, end from where, don't you?" her voice was very light and light, as if she couldn't hear any emotion. "Ah Xiao, originally young and affectionate, you can also go to the situation of mutual hatred. You've never believed me, but there's nothing. I don't care!"

With that, Shen Qingqing went out of his sight, but he didn't stop it, but Shen Qingqing left his sight.

Until later, Shen Qingqing whispered a Xiao, which became the past that Huo tingxiao could never achieve in his life, and also became the memory of his life.

Shen Qingqing stood at the gate of the Shen family with a smile on her lips. Then she turned and called a taxi. She wanted to go to the cemetery and see her grandfather

No, it should be grandpa and ah Yan!

"Sister, where are you going?" asked the driver.

"Suburban cemetery, thank you!"

Shen Qingqing's front foot just left. Huo tingxiao also left. He asked Joey to take a taxi back. In the car, he called Xiao Yichen, "where is Yichen?"

"In the shallow water bay villa, what's the matter?" a faint voice came from Xiao Yichen.

"OK, I'll be right there!"

Huo tingxiao then hung up the phone. All he thought about was what Shen Qingqing said, which couldn't be erased.

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