My Love Style Is A Bit Abnormal

Chapter 89, the world upside down (seven more)

Watch this scene.

Xiao Yi only felt an unspeakable pain growing slowly in his heart.

People found it, but why did not feel the slightest joy.

Just feel very cold.

Obviously it's summer, so it shouldn't be so cold even in the middle of the night.

The faint blue light of the paper reflected on Jiang Qingyi's pale and haggard face, with tears on her face. She lay on the monument and muttered in a low voice. She shook the empty wine bottle in a trance, and there was not a trace in her eyes. focal length.

Xiao Yi stayed where he was for a while.

After a long time, Xiao Yi walked over, his steps were very light, he had never been so careful before.

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"Mom, Yunqing came to play with me today. She is the girl I told you before. She is very good-looking and very nice. She often takes care of me in school."

"Mom, I've been having a good time recently. I've met two new friends."

"Mom, there is a large sea of ​​flowers planted next to the apartment downstairs. Now every day I go to pick petals with my friends, and then make cakes with wine. The petal wine is really delicious, and the flower cakes are also delicious. "

"mom………"

"Mom, I seem to like him a little bit, but I don't dare to like him~"

"Mom, I feel so bad. You didn't tell me that it would be so painful to like someone before."

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"Mom, I miss you so much~"

Every time he took a step, Xiao Yi heard a soft whisper, and every word seemed to be a sledgehammer hitting his heart.

Until she walked behind Jiang Qingyi, Senior Sister still didn't notice it.

Holding the tombstone, she buried Zhenshou's head in her neck, choking and talking silently.

"Mom, you said it would be great if I hadn't met him~"

Senior sister, who has always been strong in front of outsiders, has already cried to tears at this time.

Her fragility, her sensitivity, and her helplessness were completely displayed in front of Xiao Yi's eyes at this moment.

He stretched out his hand, but his fingers stopped in the air, and he didn't dare to touch the rustling shoulder in front of him for a while.

In the silent and empty cemetery, only the sobbing of the girl drifted away in the night sky.

After a while, Xiao Yi sniffed and called out softly.

"Sister..."

Hearing the sound behind her, Jiang Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then turned her head slowly.

A pear flower with rain and haggard face entered Xiao Yi's eyes naked like this.

The elegant and unparalleled pretty face in the past has long been crying, her eyes are red and swollen, her temples are messy, and her thin lips are still full of tears.

The moment their eyes met, Xiao Yi turned his head away.

Jiang Qingyi's eyes were a little flustered, she quickly wiped her cheeks and stood up.

"Xiao Yi, you, are you here like this?"

"I've been here for a while..."

"You, did you hear it just now?"

With a hum, Xiao Yi's eyes fell on the tombstone.

With the unburnt light of the fire, he could clearly see the photo and writing on it.

A face that is seven-point similar to Senior Sister, with a peaceful smile and a smile at the corners of his mouth.

The tomb of mother Jiang Hongyue!

Jiang Qingyi, Jiang Hongyue~

I see!

The endless sky is covered with dark clouds, and the stars are dimmed.

In the cemetery of Nuoda, only the night wind blew past occasionally.

After saying this, the two did not speak for a long time.

There are many words and no words.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the younger brother, the flushed face, and the clothes cut by the branches, Jiang Qingyi suddenly laughed, and the smile was softer than ever before.

"Have you been looking for a long time?"

"Yes~"

With a long sigh, Xiao Yi looked at her senior and said seriously.

"I've been looking for more than two hours. I found the cemetery from the restaurant. If I can't find you, I'll go to the police station to report the crime."

After he finished speaking, he fell silent again.

He added a handful of paper money and put it into the fire, and the night wind blew it, covering his cheeks with Jiang Qingyi's messy hair.

She didn't brush it, but just looked down at the paper money burning in the fire, turning black and gradually turning into a pool of ashes.

"So stupid~"

she said.

"Yeah, it's stupid, but aren't you stupid?"

"You're not stupid. You came here in the middle of the night. What would you do if you met a bad guy? Even if you didn't encounter a bad guy, what would you do if you bump into someone who is blinded by the dark lights?"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Qingyi turned around and interrupted him with a smile.

"Xiao Yi, I'm fine, you should go back to sleep."

"Go back? Are you letting me go to someone else?"

Shaking his head, Xiao Yi looked at the woman in front of him, and there was an impulse in his heart for no reason.

It is the same humility, the same regression, and the same person who suffers silently.

He strode forward and suddenly took the senior sister in his arms.

All of this came so unexpectedly, Jiang Qingyi was not fortified and was hugged tightly by a big hand. She pushed Xiao Yi, but she didn't move.

"Xiao Yi, are you crazy? Let me go!"

"I won't let go!"

While speaking, Xiao Yi lowered his head and kissed those chapped lips.

The next second, a sharp pain came from between the teeth, and there was already a hint of sweetness in the mouth.

"Xiao Yi, don't be like this, we're sorry for Yunqing~"

"Woooooo, Xiao Yi, let me go!"

The little hand slapped Xiao Yi hard, but no matter what she said or how hard, the person in front of her looked like a sculpture.

The scarlet pupils are close at hand, and there is a hint of madness in the red face.

Suddenly, Jiang Qingyi's little hand fell like this, and she lost her strength.

That's it, that's it.

Go crazy, go crazy!

The world was turned upside down.

She didn't speak, she couldn't speak, she pursed her lips tightly and closed her eyes.

She hates herself.

Hate your own despicableness, hate yourself for being shameless, and hate yourself for being greedy for this feeling.

His fingertips, palms, what a strange, new, and warm touch it was.

In the silent cemetery, two figures hugged each other, taking advantage of the darkness to linger in the warmth that did not belong to them. On the black tombstone beside, a middle-aged woman quietly watched this scene with a smile on her lips.

I do not know how long it has been.

The fire was extinguished, ripples appeared on the ground, and a faint cyan was already hanging on the edge of the faint sky.

Summer dawn always comes so early.

A misty white mist slowly engulfed the cemetery.

Xiao Yi let go of the senior sister in his arms, Jiang Qingyi slumped on the ground dumbfounded, she touched the blood on her lips, and then looked at her little hand.

Suddenly, he buried his head between his knees and cried aloud.

But Xiao Yi smiled. He took off his tattered clothes, took out his ID card from his pocket, took out his mobile phone, took out the house key, and took out the sale and purchase contract of the wasteland, all he owned now. s things.

Then he walked to the tombstone like this, and placed these things on the altar in front of the tombstone solemnly.

(End of this chapter)