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467. So This Is the Unforgettable Hate (25)

After just one glance, Lei Yufeng closed his eyes.

Her tightly pursed lips trembled unnaturally, and a salty taste quietly flowed through her throat.

How could he be willing to treat her like this before? He was really going to be driven crazy by her!

He rushed into the bathroom as if he was running away, not caring about the injuries on his back. He stood under the shower and turned on the water pipe. The hot water flowed down, stirring up a layer of light white mist.

Thinking about what Mu Yiyi said and the entangled emotions between them, I punched the wall fiercely.[

Immediately, a huge pain passed through his hand and entered his heart, which calmed his depressed and restless heart a little.

He put his hand away, pursed his lips that were almost a line, took a quick shower, wiped his body casually, put on a bathrobe and walked out.

The curtains were drawn in the room and the light was very dark.

He walked to the bed and silently stared at the figure lying on it, without speaking for a long time.

Mu Yiyi lay weakly on the bed, closing her eyes and not daring to look at him. Her heart was in a mess. All the grudges and all the sadness were intertwined, making her want to fall asleep. , it’s best never to wake up again.

The room was extremely quiet, as if the only thing that could be heard was the restless heartbeats of each other.

After a long time, there was a sound of rustling footsteps, and the heavy wooden door opened and was slammed shut. The violent sound startled Mu Yiyi, who was curled up.

Is he gone?

Turning her head to look in the direction of the door, Mu Yiyi's body was almost curled up together, and the constant pain disturbed her mind.

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A week later, the Lei family cemetery.

In the cemetery, the tombstones were neatly arranged, and the green onions symbolizing life caught Lei Yufeng's deep gaze.

The solemn and orderly cemetery is the symbol and symbol of the Lei family, which has a strict hierarchy.

In the cemetery shaded by huge banyan trees, the sun's rays occasionally shine onto the desolate stone tablet in front of the tomb. The dancing light reflects the numerous scars and painful memories that time has brought to a family.

Several tall men in black suits presented flowers in front of each stone monument, while Lei Yufeng walked straight to one of the tombs, bent down and placed the white roses in his hands in front of the tombstone.

He stroked the cold stone tablet, which was engraved with the names and dates of birth and death of his parents. They were both still very young when they died.

His mother liked white roses very much. Lei Yufeng recalled his mother's beautiful and kind face in his mind. There was a cool moisture in his deep amber eyes, and there was a cold light shining in his eyes.

As Mu Yiyi said, whatever needs to be settled will eventually be settled.

He touched the handwriting with his long and vigorous fingertips, and the sadness welling up in his heart was replaced by another emotion, which was very complicated and usually made him feel extremely powerless.[

Just because you think of her? Mu Yiyi? Beitang Jing?

The man's determined mouth curved into a self-deprecating arc. Her influence on him had never diminished.

Immediately, his expression became solemn and solemn again, and his jawline tightened.

Originally, he had never been tempted by death, emotions, gains and losses.

It's just that fate played a joke on him and gave him a woman. In a short period of time, he actually experienced all the feelings that he had never cared about.

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