When Sister Junhua found Xia Yanxi, she was still squatting on the ground, playing with the broken jade bracelet in her hand.
"Yan Xi, what's going on? Could it be that the woman named Mengyao broke it on purpose and wronged you?"
Xia Yanxi shook her head and put the bracelet into her bag, "Sister Junhua, do you know where I can repair this bracelet?"
"I know, I know, but no matter how much you repair something that is broken, it will never be the same as before."
"Even if it's different, I still want it to be complete. After all, this is something that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Qiao family."
"Okay, I'll take you there later."
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After placing the jade bracelet in a jade shop for repair, Xia Yanxi spoke to Sister Junhua and went to the cemetery alone.
I bought three bunches of white chrysanthemums.
She worshiped her mother, Brother Yichen and Aunt Xu respectively.
When she left Li City two years ago, she heard that Xu Lingwei had been sentenced to death and suspended for one year. He was shot last year.
These three tombs are all empty. Aunt Xu was bombed to ashes. The only thing she could do was to buy a tomb for her here.
Because Aunt Xu's tomb was not in the same place as that of her mother, Brother Yichen, she had to go back after paying homage to Aunt Xu.
When I walked back around, I found a tall figure standing in front of Brother Yichen's grave. The man was wearing a blue jacket, jeans, a hat and sunglasses.
Looking at the figure, Xia Yanxi felt a little familiar.
Perhaps hearing the sound, the man turned back and glanced in her direction.
Before she could see his face clearly, he turned his head and quickly left the tombstone towards the stairs on the other side.
Xia Yanxi chased after him with confusion.
Although she didn't see the man's face clearly, why did she look more and more like Brother Yichen
"Sir, please wait!"
The man didn't seem to hear her shout and kept walking forward. He was tall and had long legs, and he went downstairs very fast. Xia Yanxi ran all the way without catching up.
The man got into a taxi that had stopped at the cemetery and left before she could chase him.
Xia Yanxi looked at the taxi that disappeared from sight in less than a moment, and her delicate eyebrows frowned.
Why does this person, whose back looks like Brother Yichen, look so mysterious
The phone rang. Xia Yanxi saw the caller ID. She pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment before sliding to the answer button.
"Yan Xi." Qiao Yanli's deep and mellow voice came from the other end of the phone.
Xia Yanxi's nose felt inexplicably sore.
Yesterday, I happily returned to China. She originally had beautiful fantasies and was strong, but the reality was like a basin of cold water, drenching her completely from head to toe.
Taking a deep breath, she said in a calm voice, "I'm here."
"When will you come back?"
She smiled sarcastically, "Do you still care?"
The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds. He seemed to sense that something was wrong with her, and his voice became a little deeper. "What happened? Where are you?"
"It's none of your business where I am, Qiao Yanli. If you still have Mengyao in your heart, please tell me directly and I can give up Mrs. Qiao's seat!" The emotions that had been suppressed in my heart for two consecutive days suddenly suddenly It broke out.
She admitted that she was jealous. She couldn't bear it when she saw him and Mengyao being intimate yesterday. Although Mengyao said there was nothing between them, they were once lovers, could they really be ordinary friends again
"Xia Yanxi, what's the matter with you?" When he heard that she was giving up Mrs. Qiao's position, there was a hint of sullenness in his voice.