In a familiar voice, two men stood in front of a tombstone, their backs to them.
The tombstone was built by Jiahui's mother for her father, because she couldn't find her father.
It is not because she also believes that her father is not alive, but that there is no need for her.
Three people stopped there, even breathing carefully.
I didn't expect that this cemetery is still her lucky land. Every time, I found some things in the purpose, and then I would find out those things that she had not achieved for a long time.
Si Qin and Liang Qiancheng all squat behind Jiang Shiran and look at the two people in front.
"After this, I won't let you do anything else."
The voice is equipped with a voice transformer, although it is a gentle female voice, but it sounds very uncomfortable.
A normal person's voice, will not be so gentle, more will not be so no characteristics, no feelings.
In addition to the sound of a soft mess, and her movements look particularly stiff, it is the kind of pretending to be a woman.
Suddenly remembered that woman, went to prison to see Mr. Liang's woman, is also like this.
At that time, because of her figure and her voice, she was really regarded as a woman, or a man pretending to be.
Therefore, the woman in front of them may not be a woman.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shiran knows that she can't hide any more. She must go to see the real face of this woman. Maybe after seeing her face, she will know who she is.
She stood up and went straight to yiruobing. Before she came to the woman, she left ahead of time.
Yi Ruo Bing doesn't speak, and continues to stand there, waiting for Jiang Shiran to come.
It is natural that she stayed to deal with the aftermath. Here, she knows Jiang Shiran, and her face is very useful in Jiang Shiran.
Go straight over Yi Ruo ice and chase the woman.
Jiang Shiran doesn't want to let that person go so easily. Maybe she knows something.
"Don't chase him. You can't catch him, sister."
If ice stands behind Jiang Shiran and does not turn around, she stands quietly.
Next to her is Jiang Ye's tombstone with a bunch of chrysanthemums on it. It's just taken to worship him.
All the people around him know that Jiang Ye is not dead yet, and those who will worship him are all those around him. Will anyone hate him so much and want him to die?
Jiang Shiran turned back, and she knew that she couldn't catch up with her. Looking at Yi Ruo Bing, "who is she?"
"Don't you want to know who I am before you ask him who he is?"
Yiruobing stands in front of the tombstone, looking at the tombstone, young Jiang ye, with a smile on his face.
At that time, Jiang Ye looked really polite and serious.
But who knows that he will become like this later, and who knows that in order to achieve his own goal, he can even use his own daughter.
"So, what do you want to tell me?"
Jiang Shiran doesn't want to know the life experience of yiruobing at all, because she wants to know who the person who talked to yiruobing is.
"Do you know why I like to send chrysanthemums here? Because in my heart, chrysanthemum is given to the dead, people who will receive chrysanthemum are no longer in this world. Therefore, I hate you very much. Every time you give him his favorite Clivia, it always reminds me of the fact that he is not dead yet
Yi Ruo Bing put the chrysanthemums in place and wiped the photo of Jiang ye on the tombstone.
In her heart, the father was better alive than dead, at least in her mind can leave an impression of a good father.
Unfortunately, this man, clearly all is so perfect, so good, why in the last moment all her fantasies are shattered.
"Do you hate him so much?"
Standing behind Yi Ruo Bing, I look at the photos of Jiang ye on the tombstone. It's been a long time since they all turn yellow. This photo was cut by Jiahui's mother from her picture with her father.
There is no single photo of my father at home, and he seldom keeps a picture. This is the only one with a little face, and it can be cut down to make a posthumous picture.
"Don't you hate him? I haven't come to you for so many years. Instead, I've been hiding in the dark, watching you suffer, being ostracized, reviled and bullied. Is this what a father should do? "
If ice sits next to the tombstone, he doesn't dislike the dirt on the ground, but arranges those chrysanthemums neatly.
In fact, what she really wanted was not to put chrysanthemums here, but to put chrysanthemums beside his body, and then send him to the incinerator, and finally put his ashes into the tomb.
In the past, she always didn't understand why her mother hated her father so much and why she hated him so much. She didn't expect that now she also hated him so much, hated him and hoped that he would die.All the time, she didn't want to take a knife, insert it into the man's chest, watch his blood flow, just lie in front of her and die weakly.
But she tried so many times that she couldn't solve the man herself.
"He gave me life."
It worked better than any excuse. It was the man who gave her life and brought her into the world.
So, no matter how much she didn't like him and how reluctant she was to admit him, he was always the one who gave her life.
What's more, everyone knows how much her father loved her. As for later, when he hid and refused to see her, he also said that he had to hide and watch her suffer.
"If you know what he gave you life for, then I don't think you will appreciate him for bringing you into this world. Maybe you will hate him even more. However, who makes your luck better than me, who makes your bloodline more noble than me, and who makes you Jiang Shiran? "
Yi Ruo Bing never envies Jiang Shiran's identity and father's love. Her only envy is that she has got real love and a man who really loves her.
Even with her life experience and identity, she is eager to get a true feeling.
This is the only thing that she envies Jiang Shiran and wants to get her things.
"I'm Jiang Shiran. I have nothing to do with anyone."
Jiang Shiran has always been her own, never someone else, so she really can't accept it.
From Jiahui's mother's belly, she is Jiang Shiran. She is her father's and mother's favorite daughter, Gu youyou's sister, and Qiancheng's brother's favorite dye ran.
No matter how things change, how many secrets surround her, she is Jiang Shiran.
"What a joke. If it wasn't for the blood flowing in your body, how could you be Jiang Shiran? If it wasn't for the blood flowing in your body, anyone could be Jiang Shiran, you could be anyone, even a little beggar on the road."
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