Yan Li lowered his head and sniffed the flower in his arms, the smile on his face was even more gentle, he bent down and leaned the flower in his hand against the tombstone, and stroked the black and white photos on the tombstone with some roughness, the smile on the corner of his lips was gentle with indescribable bitterness.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were waiting for me."

"Now that I'm here, I'm back in the capital again, I see our daughter, she's very nice now, she's beautiful, as cute as a doll, I'm sorry, I've made you wait for me for so many years, I'm too timid, I'm always afraid that you only hate me, or you've long forgotten my existence, because of this, we missed thirteen years, separated from birth to life and death." Yan Li's voice was deliberately suppressed and he lowered his eyes, unwilling to show a sad expression.

"I've been sleeping here for thirteen years, will it be cold? Can I wait a little longer? Yan Li kissed the cold tombstone, his eyes full of pain.

"Don't drink Meng Po soup, don't forget me, wait a little longer, okay? Now that our daughter has someone she likes, I want to study whether he is a trustworthy person, and when I can rest assured that I can entrust my daughter to a trustworthy man, watching them be happy and complete, I think I can let go and go to you, you are waiting for me at this end of the bridge, okay? I know that you will definitely not be able to rest assured of our daughter, and I will do everything I can to make up for our daughter and make her the happiest person. Yan Li continued to speak, and he was alone in answering questions the whole time, because the tombstone was cold, and the people in the tomb had been gone for a long time, so they would not give him an answer, and they would say the same.

Wait for him.

"I know your mind, you don't have to answer me." Yan Li looked at the tombstone, then took out the diary from his arms, tore off a page, and scribbled a sentence with a pen.

- You are not a passerby in my life, you are my own, I am back, you wait for me.

This sentence seemed to be a response to the last sentence of Yan Bai's mother's diary, Yan Li folded the paper into a square and stuffed it into the gap under the tombstone, then stood up, looked at the subordinates who were guarding in the distance, and spoke.

"Let's go back, I'm still waiting for me at home in vain, today is New Year's Day, let's have a reunion dinner."

"Head, please be careful, you can't act alone, the capital is not ours, now we have few people, those remaining traitors don't know where they are, now you are in the capital, this is their best chance." The subordinate spoke at Yan Li.

"Hmm." Yan Li nodded, understanding what was at stake, he glanced back at the tomb and turned to leave.

……

Soon after Yan Li left, several people sneakily appeared in front of Yan Bai's mother's tomb, with some surprise in their eyes, not daring to be sure.

"Yan Li really likes this woman?" The leading man spoke, squinting at the flowers in front of the tombstone, and his voice was a little gloomy, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

"Yes, head, the capital is our only chance, only when Yan Li dies, you can return to the organization and take power, this woman is the only woman Yan Li has ever loved, even if she dies, she can become a weakness to blackmail Yan Li, as long as we properly lay a trap, we are not afraid of Yan Li's ......" The person next to him quickly nodded yes.

"Dig up the grave and dig it out." The yin owl man stared at the tomb, with some sneer and murderous intent on his face.