"Andrew is not bad, Xinxin, why haven't you accepted him?" Andrew is a student of economics, one year older than them, from a good family background, handsome and good-looking, and he has been pursuing Xinxin for a long time.
"No reason, I don't want to fall in love now." Tao Xinya smiled at Nia, not wanting to talk about this topic anymore, she got up and put on a scarf. "I'm going to school first, later..."
The voice stopped suddenly, and she saw Edward's magazine on the chair.
The cover of the magazine is a mixed-race man with slightly curly black hair, amber pupils, and a deep outline like a master carving, forming a handsome and attractive appearance.
Ya Ya - Before she married him, that person always called her so affectionately and lovingly, only he would call her that.
Noticing her gaze, Edward also looked at the magazine. "Xinxin, you know him too? I thought you weren't interested in shopping malls, but he's so famous in Scotland, it's normal for you to know... I heard that he came back from New York recently. It seems that today is his wife's death anniversary."
"His wife seems to have died in a plane crash." Nia also spoke up. Gossip is always interesting, "But I heard that his relationship with his wife is not good, and there is a woman outside..."
"Hey, baby, you don't know, his wife didn't marry voluntarily at all. He used to have a girlfriend who had been in love for a long time, and he talked about getting married, but who knows that he ended up marrying someone else? It seems that he was forced, so he bad relationship… "
"I'm going out." Tao Xinya didn't want to hear any more, grabbed her jacket and left.
It's just what Edward said, but it has been lingering in his mind.
His wife didn't marry voluntarily at all...
Yes, she designed him.
I had a long-term girlfriend, and they all talked about getting married...
Yes, she destroyed it herself.
Today is his wife's birthday...
She closed her eyes, not letting herself think about it. It's all over, she is no longer that Tao Xinya, not anymore...
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Fine snow fell from the sky, the weather was gray, and the peaceful cemetery was shrouded in fog, making it seem so lonely and deserted.
A Lamborghini parked at the entrance of the cemetery, stepped out of the door with straight legs, took out a bunch of flowers and a paper bag from the back of the car, and stepped into the cemetery under the snow.
In the distance, Haile Jones saw the tall figure standing in front of the tombstone, paused, then continued forward and stopped beside the man.
Looking down, I saw a bunch of jasmine flowers and a small strawberry cake with a starry sky in front of the tombstone.
Haier didn't speak, just bent down, put down the jasmine flower in his hand, took out the strawberry cake from the paper bag, and stroked the cross tombstone with his fingers, his voice softly hoarse.
"Hey, Xinxin, brother is here to see you." He smiled, his tone full of doting, "Brother also brought your favorite jasmine and strawberry cake... Brother remember that jasmine should be paired with gypsophila, your favorite Such flowers."
In my memory, when my sister received flowers, she buried her face in the bouquet and gave him a hug and a big smile.
And now, there are only cold tombstones.
Resisting the sourness in his eyes, he straightened up and did not look at the man beside him. The two stood side by side, but were silent.
To the man next to him, Haier was not without resentment in his heart. He knew that the man was not at fault, but his sister was really heartbroken because of him, and finally left at a young age.
After the death of his sister, he and the man have become strangers and no longer have the same friendship as before. In fact, during the five years when his sister married a man, their lives rarely intersected. He also stopped seeing his sister because of anger.
He just didn't expect that, in the end, he got the news that his sister died in a plane crash.
At that moment, he was almost mad, with deep regret in his heart, regretting his ignorance of his sister, knowing how hard she had been for the past five years, but turning a blind eye because of anger.
No matter how angry or angry, she is his only sister and only relative, but... he didn't protect her well.
When he knew his sister was dead, he rushed in front of the man and beat him hard. He roared and asked the man to return his sister to him.
The man was silent, letting him put his fist on his body and letting him vent the pain in his heart.
Can it be useful? His sister will never come back.
After that, the two families who had a good relationship completely cut off contact, and he and the man no longer met. Only on this day would the two meet.