"Che, do you think someone is following us?" Xingyu turned around for the ninth time, and she still saw nothing except the crowd.

"You are too suspicious, right?" Che looked at her with a smile.

"No..." Xingyu frowned.

That faint, peeping feeling is not wrong, and it is becoming more and more obvious.

"Okay, can you forget bad things? Just treat it as accompanying me." Yuwen Che scratched her nose.

He cherishes every opportunity to get along with her.

"Yeah..." Xingyu smiled, "Let's go!"

You have to have fun when you come out.

...They didn't notice, in the air, a pair of ice-blue eyes were silently staring at them...

"Have you gone to see Yao?" Yuwen Che tried his best to hide the slight sourness in his heart.

"Yes..." Xingyu nodded without caring at all, "Che, do you know the situation at Yao's family? Tsk tsk tsk... He is so pitiful..."

It's really hard for him to thrive in such a perverted family.

Yuwen Che smiled bitterly. Whether he or she is shining, there is nothing but loneliness under the dazzling halo.

"Che, your expression is so ugly!" Xingyu pulled his lips with his fingers, and then pulled it up hard.

"Yeah, this is much more pleasing to the eye." She looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"It hurts very much..." he said helplessly.

"Then don't make such an ugly expression in front of me." Xingyu stuck out his tongue.

How many times have I taught him? Is it difficult to laugh happily?

"You..." he smiled docilely, "By the way, are you free this weekend?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Date?

"Can you go to a place with me?"

...

Pick the memories, pick the flowers, and weave a wreath for the melancholy in my heart.

Pick up happiness, pick up sadness, pour a glass of wine for the end of life.

Surrounded by green mountains, it is the pure land of the dead.

No matter what kind of person you were in your lifetime, you will be treated equally here.

"Che, who is she?" Xingyu looked at the beautiful woman with a gentle smile on the stone tablet.

Yuwen Che silently placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tomb.

"My mother."

"Mother? Didn't your mother live well?" Xingyu was puzzled.

"My biological mother..." He showed her a gentle smile similar to the woman on the monument, "...I am an illegitimate son."

Xingyu's eyes are wide open, what a big news!

The breeze blew gently, conveying a faint sadness.

"She is a very ordinary college student. She just graduated at that time..."

She was recruited to work in the "Paradise" group, and like many other female employees, she secretly admired the arrogant president. He was like a dream, buried in her girlish feelings.

Then, by chance, Yuwen Zheng noticed that she was as pure as a daisy. He had already had countless hot beauties and his eyes lit up. Soon, this innocent little daisy also planted into his garden.

His joy, anger, sorrow and happiness dominated all her thoughts. For him, she cut off relations with her parents, endured the despised eyes of others, and became his shameless mistress.

In fact, this is nothing in the upper class. It’s a pity that what she hopes for is not money but love.

Soon, she became pregnant and naively thought that she could enter his house. She didn't see the clear expression of boredom on his face. Gradually, he stopped looking at her. Then one day, someone suddenly came to tell her that the apartment she lived in would be taken back, and she was driven out with a big belly.

Something must have been wrong! She stubbornly wanted to ask him clearly. On that rainy night, she yelled his name frantically outside his luxurious villa, but he never came out... The next day, she gave birth to a baby boy on the street in the cold morning.

"I was with my mother before I was eight years old. She was in poor health and always coughed... What she liked to do the most was to touch my face like this..." Che gently stroked Xingyu's cheek.

"'You really look like your dad, you really look like...' I always hear her say that..."

Her illness was getting worse day by day, and she was as haggard as a ghost. He guarded her all day, until that day, several men in black suddenly appeared took him away from her and brought him to his so-called biological father.

I am your father-he said this for granted.

"He can't even remember his mother's name." Yuwen Che's smile was filled with sorrow.

"Your dad is a bastard!" Xingyu spat disdainfully.

If such a debris hit her, she would definitely tell him that he would be dead than alive.

"Maybe it's retribution. Neither his wife nor other mistresses were able to give birth to a man or a woman for him. This is also the real purpose of his efforts to find us..." Che's eyes became very cold.

From then on, he never saw his mother again, and even his death was only discovered by him entrusting the imperial investigation a few years ago.

He dug a hole in his heart, buried all his true feelings, and isolated himself from others with a gentle and humble mask.

Until today, I opened my heart to the girl in front of me.

Do you want warmth? Do you want to be free? He doesn't know either.

"Che, I'll help you get revenge!" Xingyu hugged him gently, "Put that old turtle to death!"

He smiled, this was what she could say, easily erasing the sadness and letting him see hope.

...

The surroundings were gradually covered by hazy mist, and their vision became blurred.

Yuwen Che felt that his consciousness began to dissipate.
Chapter completed!