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Chapter 53 The Girl Who Likes Lilies

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    Every year at this time, Ping would go to the Xishan Cemetery, rain or shine, for nearly ten years.

    Others worship the graves to worship their ancestors. It is not only the remembrance and respect for the ancestors, but also the hope of being blessed by the ancestors.

    But Ping went to pay homage to an old friend, a friend who had been away for more than ten years.

    The rainy days in winter are cold and rainy, and the ground is already wet and cold.

    Ping was walking cautiously on the sparsely populated mountain road with an umbrella, her hands were purple from the cold, and the things in her hands seemed heavier.

    Put down the things, bring your hands to your mouth, hehe, and rub them together to keep warm.  The water vapor instantly turned into a cloud of white mist.

    The weather is really cold!

    Just keep going, keep going, and you'll be there just around the corner.

    "Honey, are you here yet?" Kuan's call came.

    "Coming."

    "Is it cold on the mountain? Are there many people? How about I come over now?"

    "I was sweating profusely when I left, and it was so hot. People come and go here, and your wife has no money and is beautiful. What are you worried about?"

    The weather is not good today, so I don't feel at ease. She refused to come with her several times, and she blah, blah, blah.

    "My wife is unique, a rare treasure."

    "Don't be poor. When you have time, prepare the ingredients for dinner and pick up the children from their mother's house."

    "Obey! My wife. Come back early, I miss you."

    This person is very sticky. Fortunately, he was not allowed to come, otherwise how could the two of them have a good talk?

    She visits her twice a year, one at the Qingming Festival and one at the end of the year. This is their alone time. She has a lot to say to her, so she doesn't want a third party to disturb her.

    She believes that even though Yin and Yang are separated, their hearts remain the same as before.

    What is gone is only time, and the figure of the past will always fall in the depths of memory.

    In front of other tombs, flowers, food, or scented candles were placed in twos and threes. Her tomb was empty, making it look even colder and desolate.

    Over the past few years, due to work reasons, Ping has not come too early.  When she arrived, a bouquet of lilies was placed in front of her grave.

    Did this mysterious person come this year?

    Ping couldn't think of anyone besides her who would remember her.  She has excellent grades, is talented, has a bright future, and is a role model for children to learn from.  But she resigned herself to depravity and chose to commit suicide at a young age, leaving behind her widowed mother who worked so hard to raise her.

    At that time, many people felt sorry for her behavior, and even relatives could not forgive her, so no one worshiped her these years.

    Everyone has forgotten her, and maybe at a certain special moment, they will think of her a little bit, and remember that there was such an unfilial person like her in this world.

    In the photo, she is 22 years old, such a beautiful woman, such a flowery time, but she will always stop at that moment.

    The photo was wet by the rain, Ping knelt down and put the things aside, and wiped off the water droplets with a paper towel.

    "Hello, Ms. Shen, it's the end of the year again, I'm here to wish you a happy new year. After the new year, your sister and I will be 31 years old, and I'm going to be four."

    The person in the photo is still smiling, as if mocking her for losing her beauty.

    "Yes, yes, you are always young and beautiful." Ping blamed.

    "I brought you your favorite strawberries, mangoes, and pastries made by your mother. By the way, there is also this, your favorite, durian." Ping took out all the things and arranged them up while chattering.

    "You said that you, an orchid in the empty valley, actually like such a strong taste. I bought it last night and didn't dare to take it upstairs, for fear of making them faint." Don't forget to dislike her.

    "Musang King, it's so expensive, my sister, I paid a lot of money, so enjoy it." He picked up the big durian and shook it in front of the tomb.

    "Your favorite lily, I also brought you."

    Ping straightened the flowers, removed some broken ones, and leaned against the tomb.

    "Pure, majestic lilies, flowers match beauty."

    Ping took a folding soft stool from the bag, opened it and sat down, then took out a chicken leg from another food box, and shook it towards the girl in the photo.

    "This one is for me, it's not for you, haha." I took the time to bite, "It's really not easy to see you today, it's raining with big bags and small bags, I'm exhausted, I have to make up for it."

    "I went to see Aunt Jing some time ago. She is doing well now, and she likes to eat leek dumplings so much. We ate more than 30 big dumplings together that day. The last one was me.?Still rushing to eat.  Ping couldn't help laughing when she thought of it.

    "Recently, I have been eating and eating. I have gained a lot of weight and my waist is thick. Kuan wanted to buy me a treadmill. He said that we all ran out, and no one would care about the big and small babies. Alas, you said that I gave birth to so many babies so early.  What are you doing with the child? I haven¡¯t had enough fun with myself.¡± While eating, I thought about it.

    "By the way, I forgot to tell you, I got promoted! My salary has doubled." His face was full of ambition.

    "Now your sister is the team leader of the DC team, responsible for the blue" She paused.

    She didn't know whether to mention this man, because she didn't know if she wanted to hear everything about him.

    To this day, she has no idea what happened.

    On a Friday when the freshman year was approaching the summer vacation, she was going home, and she sent her to the gate of the campus.

    During that time, she often had conflicts with Lan Qian. She was in a bad mood and looked haggard.

    But she was very calm that day, saying that she was fine, as long as she was alone, it would be fine, so she could rest assured.  He also asked her to bring the pastry made by Qu Ma when she came back, she loved it.

    But in the afternoon of the second day, the sun was shining brightly, and the high temperature confined everyone in the air-conditioned room.  Nobody knew exactly what was going on until someone screamed: "Somebody jumped, somebody jumped!"

    It was only known to everyone that the talented girl who was famous throughout the school jumped from the roof of the art building and died on the spot.

    It was evening when she heard the news. After a day of scorching, the surface temperature was over 40 degrees, but she was still shivering from the cold.

    It was fine yesterday, why did you jump off the building?  She doesn't believe it or not!

    When she and her parents rushed to the school, the whole school was spreading the news, which made her heart sink more and more.

    When they arrived at the scene of the incident, the scene was under martial law, and no one was there, leaving only a pool of bright red blood on the ground.

    The police told them that the person involved was her. She died on the spot after falling from a high altitude. Now she has been sent for an autopsy, but it can basically be confirmed as suicide.

    The mother burst into tears on the spot, but she didn't cry. She couldn't believe that her sister had just left, and such a fresh life was gone.

    The pool of bright red blood on the ground was so dazzling and terrifying, it screamed the tragic truth to her all the time.  So much so that it kept appearing in Ping's nightmares many years later.

    She passed out in her father's arms as soon as her eyes went dark

    Later, the police officially announced that it was a suicide. In order to reduce the negative impact, the school prohibited students from discussing the matter in school.

    The campus gradually returned to calm, and everyone gradually forgot about her.

    However, she has been brooding about it all the time. She has gone to Lan Qian, and she really wants to ask Lan Qian what happened.  But he dropped out of school, and she couldn't find him at all.

    Until at her funeral, he showed up

    I don't want these old things anymore, it's too heavy.

    She believed that at least their passionate love back then was true, and she also believed that he was reluctant to hurt her.  With the development of the matter to this point today, it can only be said that they are not related to each other, and they can't help themselves at all.

    Just like myself and him, 15 years, the more I miss him, the more I have no dreams, the blessings are thin, and this is the end.

    She lowered her head, picked up the dead branches on the ground with her right hand and drew casually.  An umbrella separates her from the outside world.  Time is as silent as a jam, only the slight sound of rain and the occasional rustling of leaves.

    There was a sound of heavy footsteps, and a pair of sneakers came into view. They were a pair of men's shoes.  He was standing right in front of her.

    Ping Xin jumped violently, straightened up in a panic and looked up.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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