The cemetery was exceptionally silent, and at a glance, there was a sense of desolation in the air, and the place was very gloomy and heavy. For the souls buried here, it is crowded.

Zhou Xuanjun sat on the ground and drank heavily, while burning photos, drinking nearly half a bottle of wine, he drank very well, he was not drunk at all, he drank sullenly in broad daylight, when did he become so unproductive?

Suddenly, he heard a sound of footsteps behind him, he turned his head and saw Ling Li holding a bouquet of flowers, so frightened that he threw the remaining dozens of photos into the fire, and the flames were suddenly covered by the photos with a "poof", and they were almost extinguished.

He quickly got up from the ground and straightened his clothes: "Why are you here?" ”

"I thought about it carefully last night, and I still think it's better to come here, since he had an accident, I haven't come to see him for half a month."

"Aren't you afraid that he will hurt you?" Zhou Xuanjun asked in a low voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by "people".

"It's daytime, so it should be fine." Ling Li looked down at the ground, Zhou Xuanjun hurriedly blocked it with her body, and she clearly saw that her photo was in the smoking fire: "What are you doing?" ”

"I ......" Zhou Xuanjun was a little embarrassed.

Ling Li bypassed him, looked at the half-burned photo and said, "Are you burning my photo to Guo Wei?" ”

"Well, I thought he might need to, so I washed some of your pictures and burned them to him, you wouldn't mind, would you?" Zhou Xuanjun asked cautiously.

"How come, thank you for everything you have done for Guo Wei." She gave him a grateful smile.

"I can only do these insignificant things for him."

"For Guo Wei, maybe it's important." She squatted down as she spoke, and put the flower in her arms in front of the monument, and there was a bunch of foxtail lilies in front of the monument, which was a pink wrapper, strange, why did she feel that the bouquet was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while. The foxtail lily is still very fresh, so it must have been put when someone came to worship in the past two days, right?

"What's wrong?" Zhou Xuanjun saw that she had been staring at the flowers, and asked curiously.

"You gave this bouquet of flowers?"

"No, I was already here when I came, maybe someone else came yesterday."

"Who could it be?"

"Maybe it's Lin Suwei? She likes Guo Wei very much, so she probably comes here often, or Director Guo. Puzzled, he asked, "Why do you want to know who gave this flower?" ”

"Oh, nothing." Just thinking that this flower was very familiar, Ling Li picked up the photo pressed against the flame.

"Be careful!" Zhou Xuanjun shouted excitedly, and in the next second, he explained embarrassedly: "I'm afraid that if you are burned, Guo Wei will blame me." ”

"It's fine." She picked up the unlit photos, and then Zhou Xuanjun's unfinished work, continued to burn the remaining photos, and asked without raising her head: "Are you drinking and chatting with Guo Wei?" Am I bothering you? ”

"How so?" Anyway, the content of the chat is her......

Ling Li looked at Guo Wei's photo and choked up: "Guo Wei, I really want to know why you want to kill me, if you want to hate me, then hate me, I'm sorry for you......" After speaking, tears burst out of her eyes.

"Ling Li, Guo Wei, he will understand you, don't think about it, okay?"

"You don't have to comfort me, he won't forgive me." She wiped her tears and sobbed.