Chapter 1729

Luo Xiaoying sneered, "he won't, he will only regret that he found a person like you, regret that he gave up so many opportunities for you!"

She pokes Fang Jiamei's heart every word. Fang Jiamei doesn't know how she suddenly became like this, but she really doesn't want to fight with her.

Packing up her bags, Fang Jiamei wiped her tears. "I'll go first. Call me if you have something to do."

Leaving the hospital alone, Fang Jiamei didn't know where to go. Luo Xiaoying's words echoed in her ears.

Did she really do something wrong?

Should Congzi really die of loneliness?

Is this her punishment?

Fang Jiamei doesn't know. She doesn't know anything. She just chooses the best way because of the current situation. Why should she be blamed?

Fang Jiamei really didn't know who could give her the answer. When the driver asked her where she was going, she gave her the answer.

……

Cemetery.

The gloomy weather makes the surroundings look particularly bleak. Fang Jiamei buys a bunch of flowers at the foot of the mountain and comes to the tombstone layer by layer.

Looking at the young black-and-white photo above, tears fell down directly.

Three years.

It has been three years since Zicong died, but she came to his cemetery for the first time.

In the first year, she lay unconscious in bed, so it was impossible for her to come. In the first year when she came back here, she was not willing to accept it. Later, she was more willing to believe that he was living in another place, but not at her side.

Whenever the students come to commemorate him, Fang Jiamei will go away in silence, will not come.

But now, she felt she could face it.

Slowly squatting down, Fang Jiamei stroked the black and white photo on the tombstone. The sunny boy in the photo was very cheerful, but there was no color.

"Zicong..." Fang Jiamei choked and said with a low smile, "I'm sorry to come to see you so late I, I don't know what to buy for you. You used to like Chinese rose very much, but there was no one to sell below, so I bought a bunch casually. Next time I come here, I'll bring the flowers you like. "

Fang Jiamei talked a lot about herself. When she got numb, she directly sat on the ground, leaning on the tombstone, as if Zicong was still there.

"I'm married, you should wish me well? Sorry, Zi Cong, I don't seem to insist as I expected. I can wait for you for a long time. I'm so tired I need people who can give me a sense of reliance and security. You will bless me, right? "

"I will live a good life with your share. I will try my best to play the piano, step on a bigger stage, and bring your music together, so I don't owe you anything. That's your dream, isn't it... "

"You don't have to worry. He's very kind to me and nice to people. He doesn't mind that I still think about you for a while, but I should respect him and try to get close to him, so Zi Cong, from now on, I'll gradually dislike you... "

The quiet cemetery didn't know when the drizzle would come. Fang Jiamei choked and said that she didn't take shelter from the rain. She stroked the photos on the tombstone and laughed bitterly. "I always thought that if we didn't meet, maybe you wouldn't be here, but I don't know how to repay you. Maybe one day I'll go to find you to apologize in person."

"In fact, I've been thinking that if I just came here and didn't meet you, maybe I would like him too."