Ye Zihan was the person Liu Lulu hated the most at the time. Because she seduced Li Xiaoqiang, Li Xiaoqiang fell in the back garden of the school and became her minister under her skirt.

Moreover, Li Xiaoqiang planted his seeds in her belly. The girl insisted on giving birth to Li Xiaoqiang. Later, for some reason, Liu Lulu talked to her, and she cruelly aborted the child.

If the child had not been abolished at that time, his kid would have called him "Dear Dad".

Ye Zihan liked Li Xiaoqiang at the time, but the degree of madness was almost not as enshrined as a tablet. Even in front of Liu Lulu, she still kissed Li Xiaoqiang, hugged Li Xiaoqiang, and called her husband one by one, making her scream excitedly.

When Li Xiaoqiang thinks about it now, he is a little lingering. In those young years, there is a woman who has accompanied you through your wasted years, but it is still a scenery that cannot be erased or removed in his mind.

Li Xiaoqiang opened the letter Qin Bo handed him, and Li Xiaoqiang could still see her deep love for him from the lines.

A woman's first love man, she loves the sky and the earth, and she loves her own world, only his existence is allowed in her own world. Even if she gets married and starts a career in the future, that dusty memory will still be returned in front of her from time to time. Who said that love can be tested by time?

If love that can be forgotten after time is over, is that true love?

From it, Li Xiaoqiang reads the lovesickness she never forgets about herself, and the door of her heart that she never opened to Li Xiaoqiang was loneliness, pain, and layers of tears.

After reading the letter, Li Xiaoqiang felt a little sour and his eyes were a little moist.

He took a deep breath and said to Qin Bo: "How is Ye Zihan now?"

Qin Bo frowned slightly and said, "Brother Qiang, she won't let me tell you."

Li Xiaoqiang stared at Qin Bo in surprise and said, "Something must have happened to her. When I was studying, I understood her personality and happy things. She told me, but once I encountered unhappy things, she would always hide them in her heart and swallow them alone."

After Li Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he looked at the other three people. When Li Xiaoqiang saw their expressions, he felt a bad premonition.

Li Xiaoqiang's voice became a little cold and said, "Tell me!"

Qin Bo sighed and said, "She is dead."

Wow!

Suddenly, Li Xiaoqiang's body seemed to be hit by a lightning light. His body was trembling and his steps were a little staggering. If Qin Bo hadn't supported him in time, he would have almost kneeled to the ground.

Li Xiaoqiang's face turned pale, and his voice was choked and said, "Where is she?"

Qin Bo whispered: "She is buried next to the big tree where you once had your names engraved."

Li Xiaoqiang felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. For some reason, he thought he was very strong, but at this moment, he became particularly fragile, as if a sharp knife had peeled off his strong skin.

The cold wind blew into his heart, stirring him to the heart-wrenching pain, and his world became dim.

Two lines of tears flowed out of Li Xiaoqiang's eyes.

How could she die such a good girl? She once smiled and told herself that he wanted to be his Li Xiaoqiang's woman for the rest of her life...

She always likes to wear bright red clothes and a beautiful rose on her head. She wears beautiful clothes every day. Every time she sees Li Xiaoqiang, no matter where she is or what he is doing, she will always kiss Li Xiaoqiang on the cheek.

That day, the two stood on the top floor of the school, and Li Xiaoqiang asked her: "Why do you always like to wear bright red clothes?"

She turned around and smiled sweetly, "Because I want to attract your attention, because I want you to see me all the time, and I want to be your unique woman."

When Li Xiaoqiang heard this, he whispered: "I have a girlfriend, you know, why are you still so infatuated? It's unfair to you."

She walked up to her, tiptoed slightly, staring at herself with her eyes: "I only know that Ye Zihan likes you, I don't care whether you have a girlfriend, I don't care whether you are a bad student or a good student, I just want to, just like today, you watch the sunset with me, look, the sunset is so beautiful, that kind of miserable beauty, it's red like a woman cut her wrist and dyed her lover red with the blood of love...."

Li Xiaoqiang looked at Ye Zihan's green face, which was reflected by the bright red sunset, and was beautiful and desolate.

Li Xiaoqiang whispered: "Then why do you bring a rose every day?"

Ye Zihan picked the rose from his head and inserted it into Li Xiaoqiang's ear. She covered her mouth and chuckled, "Hehe, this is called putting flowers on cow dung. My Ye Zihan, this beautiful flower, will be inserted into your stinky cow dung for the rest of your life, no, I will live for generations, hehe."

Her laughter was so sweet, so like the sound of nature, and her smile was so innocent, so like a hundred flowers blooming.

Her smile will always be frozen in Li Xiaoqiang's memory.

*******

The willow branches seemed to have been drained from the cold winter. Next to it, a small grave stood with no name on it. If it weren't for the red soil that looked a little renovated, it would be difficult to tell. There was a lovely woman buried here.

On the mottled willow trunk, two names can be clearly seen, Li Xiaoqiang and Ye Zihan.

The six words have been deeply imprinted into the tree trunk, taken root, and melted into the soil.

It is still as bleak as before, and even a bird has not stopped.

Suddenly, a young man in a white suit came from a distance. He had a beautiful rose in his ear, a bouquet of cherry blossoms tightly in one hand, and a delicately decorated box and a red drum in the other hand.

He walked to the small grave with heavy steps, knelt down on one knee, put down the drum in his hand, he raised the cherry blossoms and the box, showed a stiff smile, and said softly: "Ye Zihan, I am here today, I brought your favorite cherry blossoms. Can you marry me? I, Li Xiaoqiang, want you to put this rose on my head, for generations, are you willing?"

His voice echoed in the silent void, no one answered or paid attention to it.

Li Xiaoqiang's voice suddenly increased a little and said, "Ye Zihan, I'll say it again, I want to marry you, are you willing?"

But it was still quiet, with only the cold wind swaying gently on the face.

Li Xiaoqiang's eyes were already filled with tears, his body was trembling violently, and he said heart-wrenchingly: "Ye Zihan, I marry you, okay do you promise me? Don't let me be alone, I beg you. Even if I beg you, you slapped me in the face, and you don't ignore me."

After Li Xiaoqiang finished speaking, tears had covered his cheeks.

Li Xiaoqiang knelt on the ground with his feet. He quietly shed tears and opened the exquisitely decorated box with his hands tremblingly. He choked and said, "You said you want a 20 latke diamond ring. I bought it. Even if I beg you, can you say something to me?"

However, the infatuated girl of the past has buried her and her love in the soil that will never abandon her. Would she rather believe in the soil than trust him?

Li Xiaoqiang's voice became a little dry: "Are you really asleep? Okay, I'll put it on for you."

After Li Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he put the ring on his ring finger, but his fingers could not be worn at all.

He tied the ring in hard, his skin was cut by the ring, and the bright red blood flowed to the ground endlessly, ticking, and the sound was so beautiful and wonderful.

But no matter what, he can't wear it.

He suddenly cried loudly, "Why, why, why don't you tell me your trust? I'm here today, I proposed to you, why don't you agree to me? Ye Zihan, tell me something, okay? I really want to hear your voice, I want to hear you call me a stinky hooligan, I want to hear you call me a piece of stinky cow dung, I'm willing to stay with you forever, you... "

In this way, there was a true man in front of this lonely grave. He cried, laughed, and danced in front of the grave.

He told her jokes, he told her every bit of the past...

For love, he went crazy and was crazy. Perhaps he felt that the woman buried underground was tired of hearing it. He hugged his knees with his hands and leaned against the grave. He whispered: "That time you broke the child. You said you wanted to give birth to a girl. If it was a girl, you would name it Li Wen. If it was a boy, you would name Ye Li. I asked why, you said that you had poor grades and were always looked down upon by your classmates. The child you gave birth to in the future is a combination of arts and science, and then you would bring honor to her mother. Haha, you are so funny."

"Look, I brought all this little drum. I will sing to you mother and son now. If you want to listen, you can't laugh anymore. Although it's very hard for me to sing lullaby, I wrote this song for you... "

After Li Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he rotated the drum in his hand left and right.

Dong, Dong, Dong...

Under the moon, the fish swim;

Mom's arms, baby show;

The bell rings, the bell cranks;

Dad shakes his head, baby is cow;

Sing for you, sing for you, sing for you until dawn;

Three years left and three years right;

The baby jumps and is already an adult;

...

He shook the drum and sang a song, and a happy smile appeared on his face, as if the scene in the lyrics had already appeared in his sight.

A woman named Ye Zihan was like a wild goose in Li Xiaoqiang's life, surging with a terrifying geese, but it aroused the sea in his heart and shaking the sails of his life. In this life, she lived in his heart.

This infatuated girl gave her ignorant youth to him in her ignorant years and ignorant years.

She, desperate for love, desperate for madness...

Just because of the back in her heart, she can't let go and can't forget...
Chapter completed!