Chapter 90

Qiao Jiuyin's chest was tight and he had some difficulty breathing.

She finally realized that today's Fangmu is extremely abnormal.

Qiao Jiuyin takes uneasy eyes and stealthily peeps at Fang Mu driving.

Man calm face, cold eyes staring at the front of the car, driving very fast. Since I was pregnant, when Qiao Jiuyin was sitting in the car, Fang Mu didn't drive more than 100 yards, but now, the speed is at least 110 yards.

What happened to him?

Are you aware of something?

Qiao Jiuyin's heart is in a mess.

When Qiao Jiuyin looks at Fang Mu, Fang Mu is also observing her reaction.

Her delicate face sometimes frowned tightly, sometimes her eyes narrowed slightly. If Fang Mu had seen her expression before, he would have thought that she was sick. But now, he really understood that she was guilty and frightened.

There are four Mausoleums in Binjiang city. Qiao Jiuyin is buried in Dongwan mausoleum, the first of the four mausoleums.

The cemetery where she was buried was an auspicious treasure land calculated by Fang Mu himself. At that time, it was just to reassure Xiao Sheng, but Fang Mu didn't expect that the graveyard he ordered himself became Xiao Sheng's burial place.

There is nothing more ridiculous and heartbreaking than this.

The car drove into the cemetery parking lot. After parking, Fang Mu took the white daisy from the co pilot, pushed the door open and went down.

Qiao Jiuyin sat in the back row. She glanced at the daisy in Fang Mu's hand, pretending to be calm and asked suspiciously, "brother mu, it's not suitable to use daisies to worship the dead."

Fang Mu looks down at the daisy.

Daisy flower language is deeply buried in the heart of love, worship the dead generally use chrysanthemum, with Daisy is very rare. After all, few people deeply love that person, is a dead man.

He didn't explain much, so he took the daisy and walked up the concrete steps step by step.

Qiao Jiuyin stood in place for a while, then trotted to keep up.

The cemetery is at the top of the cemetery. Today is not a holiday. Few people come to visit the cemetery. Every step up, one inch closer to the tomb, Fang Mu's legs would be a little heavier. He didn't know what kind of heart he was holding and how heavy he was dragging to Qiao Jiusheng's tombstone.

There are other people's tombstones on both sides of the tombstone. In front of a row of tombstones, just in front of Qiao Jiusheng's, it's empty, not even a flower, a fruit, a little paper money. Fang Mu looks at the tombstone, heartache like a knife.

Put the daisy in front of the tombstone, Fang Mu bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry."

His voice is very light, behind Qiao Jiuyin did not hear clearly.

When he looked up, Fang Mu caught a glimpse of the shy smile on the tombstone.

That picture is Qiao Jiuyin's.

Seeing that face, Fang Mu's mind flashed over Qiao Jiusheng's smile.

Heart, suddenly pain up.

Boundless remorse, such as the tide from all directions quickly hit, his whole person wrapped up, pressure him breathless.

Bang——

Fang Mu's legs, solid kneel in front of the tombstone.

"Brother Mu!"

Qiao Jiuyin ran up in a hurry and wanted to help him.

Her hand is just about to be next to Fang Mu's arm. The man kneeling suddenly raises his hand and pushes Qiao Jiuyin behind him“ Don't touch me He glared at her.

Qiao Jiuyin was pushed back a few steps by him, this just dangerous steady.

Qiao Jiuyin looks confused. She covers her chest and looks back.

Behind her, there are more than ten stone steps.

If I fell down from here just now

Think of that scene, Qiao Jiuyin was afraid.