This day is already a month later.
It was raining heavily. The whole world was gloomy.
It was so gloomy that it seemed darker than the night. The strong wind was blowing, and it was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
At the bottom of the cemetery, there stood a tall figure. The man was wearing a long black windbreaker and stood solemnly, with the person next to him holding a large black umbrella for him.
He smoked hard, and did not move forward to take a look at the tombstone.
After a while, Yu An walked down from upstairs.
Expression, solemn.
Ye Xiao looked at him solemnly and asked nothing. He only heard Yu An speak softly: "It's her grave... That's right."
The hand holding the cigarette butt trembled. The cigarette butt burned Ye Xiao's hand, but he stood there in a daze, without any reaction for a long time.
That day…
He no longer wanted to recall the day when she was carried into the ambulance, and he fainted due to palpitations. He fell to the ground and lost consciousness completely.
When I woke up, it was already the third day.
What awaited him was a funeral.
she left…
At the same time, it took away his soul and his heart...
In the future, when he dies, there is no doubt that he will rest beside her...
… …
Ye Xiao rushed back to Country T overnight. As soon as he landed in Youcheng, Tang Song called him excitedly.
"Night Owl, I found a way! I found a way to save you and take the bullet out of your chest!"
Tang Song was very excited.
However, that excitement did not infect him at all.
"If this bullet is not removed, how long can I live?" he asked calmly.
“… no more than a month.”
"Really?" Night Owl said in a calm tone, "Then let it stay. No need to take it."
Tang Song was stunned.
In fact, it was an expected answer, but when Tang Song heard it suddenly from his mouth, and said it so calmly without any emotion, he immediately got furious.
"Night Owl, you are so useless. You don't want to live for a woman? Let me tell you, I spent a lot of effort to perform the simulated surgery smoothly. If you dare to let me down, I will - I will fuck you!"
In fact, Tang Song had no way to deal with him at all, and in the end he could only curse him out loud in hatred.
"I'm hanging up. Your brother called." Ye Xiao didn't say anything more to Tang Song and hung up the phone. Tang Jue called and he answered it.
"Night Owl, good cooperation. I will transfer the money directly to your account once it arrives."
"No need." Night Owl said, "I'll give you that money."
Tang Jue was stunned.
Then, there was a long silence. He seemed to have guessed what Night Owl was thinking.
"Night Owl..."
In the end, I just called him, wanting to comfort him, but I didn't seem to know what to say to comfort him.
"I'm not giving it to you for free." Night Owl paused, "There is one thing I want to ask of you."
"you say."
"In a month, take good care of my mother for me. I know that with your ability, you will have no problem protecting her."
"..." Tang Jue was silent, his chest felt stuffy and he could hardly breathe. After a long while, he spoke again: "Taking care of her is no problem. She is both your biological mother and my biological mother. But... Ye Xiao, do you want to reconsider it?"
"Thank you!" Ye Xiao didn't say anything else and hung up the phone.
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Half a month later, it was Ferrens’ birthday.
Half a month ago, most of Judea had already been discussing this matter, and almost all the gentlemen and celebrities in Judea would attend.
Everyone has a headache about giving gifts.
In a newly opened gallery in the north of the city, someone is having a terrible headache over the paintings that are about to be sent out.
"Are you kidding me? This painting is worth more than 200,000 yuan, and you actually poured water on it!" the buyer shouted, going crazy.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir. It was our carelessness. But... we have done some special treatment, and the water stains will definitely not be visible after they dry." The clerk kept apologizing.
"If you can't see it, then I can pretend you didn't do it? Now, call your boss out!"
"Sir, if you don't like this painting, why don't you take a look at other paintings? Maybe there are some you like?"
The other party snorted and sat down on the sofa. "It's impossible to change the painting! Ask your boss to come and apologize to me in person, and give me a 50% discount. Let's just leave it at that. Otherwise, don't even think I'll let it go! Besides, this is a new store. If you destroy the painting I sent to Mr. Fei, do you still want to continue to operate in Judea?"
The two shop assistants looked at each other, feeling very embarrassed.
In fact, they had only met their boss once or twice. Unless it was a very special situation, the boss would not usually appear here.
"What are you still standing there for? Go quickly!" The man urged, and the other party had to slowly go and make a phone call.
After a while, the man came back, looking relieved.
"Sir, please wait a moment. Our boss just finished class and will be here soon."
"I only have 15 minutes left. If your boss doesn't show up after 15 minutes, you'll have to close the shop and get out!"
The clerk was timid and didn't dare to speak.
12 minutes later.
The door of the gallery was pushed open from the outside.
A young woman, wearing black-framed glasses, walked in. Her long curly hair was tied lazily behind her head. She was carrying a drawing board on her back.
The white cotton skirt she was wearing was painted with watercolors of various colors, making it look like a beautiful rainbow.
"Excuse me, is there a guest looking for me?" The voice was very pleasant.
The buyer originally thought she was just a student and didn't look at her for long. After hearing this, he raised his head and asked, "Are you the owner of this gallery?"
"Sorry, I'll change my clothes and come out right away. Please sit for a while."
The young woman smiled calmly, asked the waiter to pour a cup of tea for the guest, and went into another small room to tidy up casually.
Just two minutes later, she came out again, not only shocking the clerk, but also dumbfounding the customer.
The woman's long hair, which had been tied up, had been let down and lazily draped over her back. Her white cotton skirt had been replaced with an elegant black suit, and her flat shoes had been replaced with high heels. She had taken off her large framed glasses, revealing a face that was so stunning that one could not take their eyes away.
this…
The other party narrowed his eyes, "Have we... met somewhere before?"
Why did he feel that this woman looked so familiar
"Maybe. Jude City is neither big nor small. It's not surprising that we have met each other as people who love painting." The woman sat down and smiled slightly. "Does the guest have any troubles that need my help?"
The other person's eyes kept looking at her face. After a while, a familiar face flashed through his mind. This... Isn't this Night Owl's woman