Chapter 61

The night was silent.

Kyoto, the northernmost corner of the martyrs' cemetery.

Rong qianxia stood in front of Xiao Anze's cemetery, speechless for a long time.

The tombstone is inlaid with photos of Xiao Anze.

The man in the photo, with short, thin hair, reflects a fine light in the sunlight. The man looks handsome, his mouth is slightly raised, and his smile is gentle.

Different from the warmth Xiao Rui pretended to be, Xiao Anze's softness and gentleness are the inherent temperament of this man. Everyone who sees him will involuntarily immerse himself in those soft black eyes.

Rong qianxia stood quietly in place for a long time before reaching out and gently touching the man's photo, so careful.

"I've come to see you." Rong qianxia squatted down and slowly outlined a soft smile at the corners of her mouth. The pair of Phoenix eyes that have always been fierce flowed.

"Today is my birthday. You still owe me a happy birthday!"

With that, Rong qianxia gently leaned her head against Xiao Anze's tombstone and slowly closed her eyes.

She once remembered that before going to the war zone, Xiao Anze once said that he would spend this birthday with himself. Unfortunately

There was a slight wind in my ears. At this moment, Rong qianxia's heart was rare calm. Slowly, the fatigue of the whole day came, and he slept by the tombstone.

When I wake up again, there is a slight dawn in the morning.

The sky was bright. Rong qianxia opened a pair of misty eyes. The pain from her body recalled her consciousness. Rong qianxia slowly stood up, and her consciousness gradually returned. Finally, she looked at Xiao Anze's tombstone, turned and left without looking back.

It seems that for a moment, she has returned to the proud, stubborn and unyielding Miss Rong family.

The dead are gone.

And she has a lot to do

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Songjiazhuang garden, hall.

Song lengge sat upright on the sofa. In front of him, there was a piece of cake with some rough workmanship. On the cake, Rong qianxia's name and the four characters "Happy Birthday" were carefully described.

On both sides of the tea table are two goblets filled with red wine.

In order to celebrate Rong qianxia's birthday and surprise Rong qianxia, song lengge sat in the hall and waited for Rong qianxia all night from last night to now.

Unfortunately, he didn't wait for Rong qianxia's figure in the end.

At this time, the needles can be heard in the Rong family hall. Even the servants who occasionally appear around them are creeping one by one, for fear that a man who doesn't pay attention will provoke a man who seems to sit on the sofa like a sculpture.

Song lengge bowed his head, his thin lips closed into a rigid arc, and his dark eyes were staring at the small red dot in the center of the dial on his right wrist.

Looking at the little red dot on the dial that had not moved all night, song lengge slowly approached in the direction of the Song family. Song lengge frowned, and an amazing storm was brewing at the bottom of his dark eyes.

Do you know how to come back? Song lengge sneered. He thought Rong qianxia was going to settle down there

Isn't it enough to see Xiao Anze? He stayed there all night!

The more you think about it, the more angry song lengge frowns. The big palm placed on the armrest of the sofa can't help holding it tightly. A moment later, the well-made solid wood sofa creaks under the violence of song lengge.

At this time, Rong qianxia appeared in front of the Song family.

As soon as she entered the hall, Rong qianxia felt the strange atmosphere in the hall.

Rong qianxia frowned and looked at Song lengge suspiciously. After he couldn't find any answer on the man's dark face, he simply ignored the strange atmosphere in the hall and turned around to go upstairs.

After staying out all night, she felt a little uncomfortable. It's better to go back to her room and have a rest.

As for song lengge, she chose to ignore it!

"Stop!"

Seeing Rong qianxia's blatant disregard for himself, song lengge could no longer suppress his anger at the bottom of his heart. His black eyes stared at Rong qianxia gloomily, gnashing their teeth and suppressing the amazing storm in his low voice.

"What's up?"

Rong qianxia reluctantly stopped and turned to look at Song lengge.

"Where did you go last night? Didn't you say you came back last night?"

"Do I have to report these things to you?"

Rong qianxia frowned. Her delicate little face was full of impatience. What she couldn't bear most was song lengge's questioning tone every time she spoke.

She's not one of his soldiers!

"Answer me!"

Seeing Rong qianxia's refusal to cooperate, song lengge felt that there seemed to be a fire burning at the bottom of his heart, and the hot flame almost swallowed him from inside to outside!

Even song lengge couldn't tell whether it was anger or jealousy.

"Go to see Xiao Anze?" song lengge clenched his fist, desperately suppressed his impulse to make a move, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes, his tone was calmer.

He was afraid, he was afraid that he would accidentally hurt her in his anger!

"You know?"

Rong qianxia raised her eyebrows suspiciously. She forgot that she still had the positioning watch that song lengge forced her to wear.

"Since you already know, what else do you ask me?" Rong qianxia opened his mouth, and the crimson lips aroused a delicate radian. The tone was very disgusted.

Song lengge was almost laughed with anger.

She still dislikes it, and she has no right to dislike it!

"Rong qianxia, don't forget our relationship. As your future husband, my fiancee doesn't return all night. Shouldn't I ask?"

She didn't come home all night. She didn't even have a message. She still has reason!

Rong Qian, Xia Wei Leng, unconsciously bypassed song lengge's black eyes, inexplicably, a little guilty.

This is really her fault.

However, she didn't let song lengge worry about her own business, did she?

Thinking, Rong qianxia turned her eyes and saw song lengge's dark and handsome face, and unconsciously raised her voice, "you also said that it is the future, at least, you are now... Not now, you have no right to interfere with my personal freedom!"

It seems that she feels that her reason is sufficient. Rong qianxia has confidence again in an instant. Looking into song lengge's eyes, she is also infected with a bit of pride and stubbornness.

Good!

Looking at someone's unrepentant appearance, song lengge sneered, clamped Rong qianxia's arm tightly with his big palm, and easily dragged someone into the car.

Before Rong qianxia reacts, the domineering Hummer has rushed out like a sword in a roar.

In the Hummer, Rong qianxia looked at Song lengge angrily, with a flame in her bright eyes, "where are you taking me?"

Song lengge turned his head and smiled at Rong qianxia with an evil spirit that frightened her. His deep and elegant voice like a cello sounded in Rong qianxia's ear like thunder on the ground.

"Didn't you say I'm not your husband now? I decided to turn it into a fact at once!"

"Take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau - get your license!"