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It was raining in June. The air was moist and chilly, and the surrounding leaves were gently drifting in the wind.

On the dark green grass, a man dressed in a white suit was holding a bunch of lilies. His gaze was deep and gentle as he looked at the picture on the tombstone that was only as wide as three fingers.

Looking at the innocent smile on the photo and thinking about what happened today three years ago, the man felt as if his heart was being torn apart again, a heart-wrenching pain that seeped into his very bones …

"Warm …" The man's deep voice hooted out the owner's name. His voice was very, very low, low enough to drown out the sound of the surrounding rain.

He was silent for a long time. He didn't know how to express his yearning for her. Every year, on her day of sacrifice, he would come here and spend the whole day with her. He had obviously practiced what he wanted to say to himself the night before, but when he arrived at the cemetery and saw her picture, he couldn't say it.

Other than a throbbing pain in his heart, he missed her, but also missed her. He couldn't feel anything else in his heart.

He did not choose to take revenge, but chose to marry her off. He did not choose to use any means to torture her, but to pamper her, love her, and not let her suffer even the slightest bit of harm. He did not choose to stop that car, but to wait for the other party to raise a condition. *

But it was too late, too late, too late!

Three years ago, the moment the doctor pushed her out of the operating room, he was stupefied as he looked at her pale, bloodless face. What thrilling scene hadn't he experienced? However, he had never seen such a pale face …

He remembered, when he'd asked the doctor what was going on, that he didn't believe that warmth could easily disappear from his body, that he could still feel her beside him.

However, the doctor's reply caused him to completely collapse. A massive amount of intracranial hemorrhage caused him to die without a cure …

He stood in the rain for who knows how long before he slowly walked forward, placed the lilies in front of the tombstone, and squatted down. His body, looking at the warm photo, couldn't help but smile.

"Wife …" These three years, he had gotten used to calling her that. Yes, he had married her three years ago, so she was his only wife.

"Do you know why I gave you lilies?" The smile on Yi Hao's face gradually turned bitter. "Since you're so stupid, you definitely won't be able to guess it. Then, let me tell you personally, okay?"

As he spoke, he slowly reached out his hand to touch the photo on the stone, his warm fingertips gently drying the rain as if he were wiping the rain off his face.

"That's because I want to be together with you for all eternity, to have a good relationship with you for all eternity, to never be separated from you!" As the rain grew heavier and heavier, wetting his hair and clothes, the cold rain ran down his forehead, across his handsome face, and into his mouth.

"Wifey, you're in heaven, so you definitely can't like other people, okay? When I'm done with some things, I'll come and accompany you, okay?" Ihao whispered softly as he smiled lovingly and dried the rain off Warmth's face.

After wiping off the rain for some time, the sky gradually darkened, and Yi Hao got up to leave. However, before he left, he looked at the photo on the tombstone and could not help but kiss it lightly. Finally, he stood up and reluctantly said, "Wifey, I'll come see you in two days.

After saying that, Yi Hao turned around and left. The smile on his face, which hadn't changed since the moment he turned around, disappeared in an instant. His eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Located at Jin San. Thailand, which was in an important position on the corner, was currently basking in the sun.

In front of the biggest bar in the Mansion of Qing Lai, five black limousines quickly stopped in front of the entrance with a sound like a gust of wind.

When the bodyguard at the bar saw the car stop, he immediately ran out and respectfully opened the door for the first car. He saw a woman in skin-made black tights, with heels up to 14 centimeters tall, lazily climbing out of the car.

She was very hot. The waves, the burgundy hair, accentuated the whiteness of her skin. She wore a pair of large sunglasses that almost covered half of her face. She saw a dozen humanoid figures hurrying out of the bar, and her eyes darkened under the sunglasses.

"Eldest Miss, you're here?" The man in the lead, seeing that the woman had arrived, he quickly stepped forward to greet her. The woman glanced at him in disdain and ignored him. She then led the eight bodyguards who followed her into the bar with large strides.

The bartender was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the woman ignore him. He didn't have time to care that he would be smashed to smithereens. He followed her again.

"I see that you've been working more and more late these days. Are you old? Do you think you're useless now?" Women. She strode into the bar. Just as she was about to enter the door, she took off her sunglasses, threw them on a bodyguard behind her, and walked inside with a cold expression.

However, her large and bright eyes were not as clear as she had imagined. Instead, they were sparkling with a deep haziness and a sharp light.

"Eldest Miss, don't joke with this little one, my heart hasn't been well recently!" When the supervisor heard this from the woman, he was so scared that his legs went soft and he fell to the ground.

The woman gave a cold snort and did not linger any further on this matter. She strode along the dimly lit corridor and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Where is the person in question? "

"D region 213!" The steward's entire body shuddered as he recalled what had just happened. No one knew who it was, but to actually dare to behave so atrociously in the territory of "Leng Feng", he was simply impatient to die.

He didn't want to report this to the young lady of the Cold Wind Gang, who was responsible for this area. She took out her gun and the bomb on her body, and threatened to send their heads to meet them. Otherwise, she would blow the bar to the ground.

The steward looked at the short but ruthless woman in front of him. Even as an eight-foot man, he couldn't help but tremble in fear.

The Cold Wind Gang was a gang that had developed at the speed of light in the past three years, specifically to wash off black lines, trade in drugs, and sell arms.

It was said that the founder of the Cold Wind Gang was Leng Kui, who had founded the "Black Empire"!

He had heard that because of a car accident three years ago, the young miss of the Cold Wind Gang had lost all her memories and became incredibly cold.