Drifting Towards You

Si Mocheng didn't make a sound, walked past him, and slowly stopped in front of Xiaoxiao's father's tombstone, his eyes deep and complicated.

Leaning over and placing the bouquet in front of him, he said solemnly: "Uncle, I am Xiaoxiao's boyfriend, I will take good care of her."

Xie Yunfan said nothing this time, put one hand in his pocket, and stood aside with his eyes down.

Simo spoke very little in the city. After a moment of silence in front of Xiaoxiao's father's tombstone, he slowly stopped in front of Li Xiaoxiao's mother's tombstone.

The woman in the photo is very similar to Xiaoxiao, but not as delicate as she is, with more wildness and decisiveness.

But even so, she is still very beautiful and gentle.

He slowly lowered his eyes, and a memory of that year emerged in his mind.

That year, he was injured and left in the Golden Triangle area, and it was Xiao Jue who rescued him.

He was in a coma with a high fever for two days. There was a gentle hand in his memory, repeatedly testing the temperature of his forehead, and changing the towel for him.

When he woke up, he saw the gentle woman in front of him.

She has very white skin, unlike the drug-related women in TV dramas. She is coquettish and sexy. She is very gentle. Apart from her determination and courage, she is a gentle woman.

He was in such a situation at that time, full of guard and anxiety.

She often visits him, speaks with him, cares for him, and takes care of him.

His mother was always strong, and her position made her destined not to treat her like an ordinary mother.

But in Xiaoxiao's mother, he felt the long-lost warmth and love.

He is even greedy.

But at that time, the world in his eyes was either black or white. Even though he was greedy, he still firmly believed that they were criminals, gentlemen dressed in hypocrisy.

Until the end, he could not see the tragic death of her, so he left early under the arrangement of his grandfather.

But he knew it because of his intelligence.

She, the man, and Xiao Jue, none of them survived, and they all died that day.

Until later, he learned about the relationship between Xiao Jue and his sister.

Seeing those action reports again, those photos seemed to touch the memories he had forgotten deliberately, but suddenly felt that he was too heavy to face.

He couldn't face this woman who had treated him so much and gave him the same feeling as his mother.

But no matter how much he owes, he must make a choice between black and white.

Si Mocheng stood silent for a long time in front of the tombstone.

Li Xiaoxiao looked at him, feeling that he seemed a little...sad for no reason.

Li Xiaoxiao felt a little distressed, and her small hand gently held his big hand and shook his fingers together, and she realized that his hand was terribly cold, like a block of ice.

With the soft temperature coming from his hand, Simo City slowly recovered.

He turned his head, met her concerned gaze, and tried to squeeze a smile at her, but it was in vain.

Finally, Simo City stopped in front of Xiao Jue's tombstone.

The man in the photo is handsome and compelling, but looks a little gloomy, not firm and sunny.

Simocheng lowered his eyes, remembering that when he picked him up, he carried him on his back, trekking on the mountain road, and took him home after walking for more than two hours.

The road was so long and difficult, his thin but powerful back became his only memory.

After Simocheng was silent for a long time, Xie Yunfan stepped forward and walked to his mother's tombstone. His eyes were slightly cold, and he slowly said with a weird smile: "Dad, Mom. If you know well, you can rest assured now. As for that. That traitor back then, you will see how he received retribution and lost his love."