Chapter 115

She stood stiffly on the snowy street. The passersby were in a hurry, and from the shops on the street came jingling Christmas songs. The jubilant music could always make people feel a bit happy, but she still felt a bit sad.

Thinking back to the days when she was together with Meng Shaoxuan, it wasn't that she didn't suspect him, but because the Third Young Master of the Meng Family had always stayed in her memory to be that appearance five years ago, blind, delicate and weak. At that time, she had just turned twenty-two, and Meng Shaoxuan was only nineteen.

Moreover, the current Meng Shaoxuan, compared to the frail youth from five years ago, was far too different.

He was Meng Shaoxuan, the Third Young Master of the Meng Family. He wanted to call her Second Sister-in-Law once, and even now, after her and Meng Shaoting's divorce of five years, she still could not accept being together with her former sister-in-law …

Furthermore, if she really accepted it, wouldn't that mean that the Meng Family lied to her and made her feel guilty? How could he not understand this?

This was something that Meng Shaoxuan had bought for her the first day they had met. Everything that had happened to her had been personally arranged by him, and he had treated her well, but this good part of his had now become a heavy shackle that made her feel that things were difficult.

The phone that was hung up was always very quiet. Knowing that the person was always proud and conceited, and if she did not give him face, he would never take the initiative to look for her again. This was also the reason why she rejected him flatly!

She was only a person with flesh and blood. So much had happened between her and Meng Shaoting, even now, when she had put down her hatred and was no longer willing to take revenge on him for everything that had happened before, but those bloody facts were still between them. It was impossible for her to face him, even if she was just a friend who nodded her head.

Between her and him, the best ending is, you go your own way, I go my own way, henceforth, it's just a road.

She didn't know where to go, but everyone on the street seemed to have a destination to settle in, and she didn't.

She stopped at a crossroads. Far away in the midst of the snow, the traffic lights kept changing to a charming glow as the long convoy silently lay on the snowy ground. Noticing that they were standing by the side of the road, she silently looked on, her heart gradually calming down as the phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated.

However, the phone was too old and too old, Meng Shaoxuan had always wanted her to change it to a new phone and she refused. In the end, something happened and he opened the message after pressing for a long time.

A very short sentence: Quiet, I am in the western suburbs cemetery, Mr. Fu's grave waiting for you, not disappearing.

His heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a sword that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The excruciating pain made her entire body feel like it was going to spasm. How could he be so shameless? How could there be such a shameless person in this world? He's been dead for five years! They have long since been turned into ashes and vanished into thin air. Now that you appear, what are you supposed to do? How do you have the face to face with the man you used to call Daddy?

Unknowingly, her entire body was trembling. Her frail body was as frail and tiny as it was in the swirling snow. After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly raised her slender arm and slammed the phone into the ground! The broken pieces of the plane fell to the ground, and Zhi Ming could not help but clench his teeth in anger: "Bastard! "Bastard!"

It was the first time in her life that she cursed someone. If she didn't hate them to the extreme, she would never say such words!

However, her father was her bottom line. She would not allow anyone, not anyone, to disturb her father's peaceful sleep, especially those unscrupulous people of Meng Family, to say any more humiliating words, so that her father, who had always been sleeping on the ground, would never be able to live a peaceful life!

The snow had blocked the way to the cemetery, so he got off the taxi. He could only see a large area of silvery white in the distance as the wind blew away the snowflakes. Chaos, she stepped on the snow and slowly walked forward.

Over the past five years, she had walked this path who knows how many times. It was the process of her being redeemed and comforted, but at this moment, her steps felt like they weighed a thousand pounds.

Closer. Closer.

Dad's mausoleum, as usual, had been swept away by the mausoleum watchers, but a new thin layer had fallen over it.

She saw Meng Shaoting standing with his back facing her. The black long windbreaker made him look extremely tall and handsome, and there was a layer of pure white snow on his shoulders and hair. It was as if he was a statue, which made him stand there silently for a long time.

He knew there was a bunch of white daisies in front of the grave, but his father's smile was still kind and gentle. He looked at her from afar with eyes full of compassion.

Tears of knowledge dripped from her eyes as she staggered closer. She slowly knelt in front of her father's tombstone. "Dad …"

Her dumb mouth opened and closed, and the tears seemed to come out of a sluice gate. They could no longer stop …

When Meng Shaoting saw her kneel down and embrace the exquisite tombstone with both hands, and with his face pressed against the tombstone's photo, he cried so hard that his shoulders trembled non-stop. In his heart and mouth, it was as if someone had cut open a small wound with a small knife, and blood flowed out little by little.