Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Gong Qing's anger burst into his head from his gaze.

"Li Jin Xing, you are a coward!"

Li Jinxing still wanted to do something, he even had the idea of ​​killing Gong Qing here.

Anyway, there are so many graves in the wilderness here, if he was killed, he would be buried in this pit.

This dangerous idea has just been born, and the subordinates on the side may have noticed it.

"Boss Li, there are monitors here, and it might be a bit troublesome to deal with them." The subordinate persuaded in a low voice.

Li Jinxing took a deep breath, he didn't make a move after all, Gong Qing was someone Gu Wanqiu cared about, if he really died here, Gu Wanqiu would definitely be even more reluctant to come back if he knew about it.

He deceived himself so much.

Seeing that Gong Qing was about to stand up, Li Jinxing kicked him over and kicked him to the ground, and sarcastically said to the pained Gong Qing: "You are not a good person either."

He and Gong Qing hated each other, and there was Gu Wanqiu in the middle. Every time they met, they thought about how to kill each other. Now, whether they hate or quarrel, it is meaningless. After all, the one they love the most That person can't come back.

Li Jinxing bent down and squatted down, picked up the photo of Gu Wanqiu in the mud pile, and wiped it gently with his hands, with a gentle technique and nostalgic eyes, as if he wiped more than just a photo.

After picking up the photo, Li Jinxing left with his people.

As for Gong Qing, when they were far away, he was still sitting there, staring at the ruins there.

The driver who had been waiting outside for so long didn't wait for Gong Qing to come out. He suddenly saw Li Jinxing coming out from inside, and felt bad. Who doesn't know that Li Jinxing and his boss are deadly enemies. The other party also brought four people, so his boss has been in for so long and hasn't come out, could it be...

The driver's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried in to find Gong Qing. Seeing that Gong Qing was still alive, he was relieved but not completely relieved. After all, Gong Qing was still sitting on the ground, looking seriously injured.

As a driver, he also made mistakes.

The driver wanted to come over to help him, but was pushed away by Gong Qing. Gong Qing endured the pain and slowly stood up from the ground, staggering, and when he came to the pile of ruins, his legs couldn't support him, "Bang——" Kneeling on the ground with a bang, tremblingly touched the name on the tombstone with his fingertips, looking at the word "Autumn", his eyes seemed to be pricked by a needle, and they ached.

And his face also became pale and bloodless due to the convulsion of the heart, as if it was about to stop.

Gong Qing bit his lower lip, and he didn't let go until the skin of his lip was bleeding. The blood trickled down the corner of his lip, which was particularly glaring on his pale face.

Li Jinxing's fingerprints still remained on his neck, and his Adam's apple still hurts. When he opened his mouth to speak, there was a sharp pain there, even swallowing saliva. This pain reminded him over and over again of his incompetence.

Even if he couldn't find Gu Wanqiu, he couldn't even build a tomb for her.

The driver reluctantly pulled Gong Qing up from the ground, Gong Qing stood up, touched the pocket of his jacket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and took a puff with the help of the driver.

He knew that Gu Wanqiu didn't like the smell of cigarettes. Gong Qing never touched cigarettes before, but after he started working, he was under more and more pressure, and the responsibilities on his shoulders were getting bigger and bigger. He had to smoke Release relieves tense stress.

He would smoke a cigarette whenever he was bothered, but never smoked a whole one.

This time too, halfway through the inhalation, he wiped it out with his fingertips. He turned around stiffly, and the driver followed him, asking anxiously, "Mr. Gong, this tomb..."

"It doesn't matter." Let's just pretend that she hasn't died.

Gong Qing coughed in a low voice, covered his mouth with his hands, and could still smell the faint smell of smoke on his fingertips.

"I have also become the person she hates the most..."

"What?" The driver didn't hear him clearly.

Gong Qing shook his head: "Nothing."

Gong Qing came to Gu Chaodong's tomb and looked at the old and yellowed photo on the tombstone. The man in the photo smiled gently, with shrewd eyes.

It is said that giving birth to a son is like a mother, and giving birth to a daughter is like a father. This is true. Gu Wanqiu has inherited his facial features, with delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Gong Qing: "You must blame me for not being able to protect your daughter well, right?"

Gong Qing's voice was hoarse, and his drooping eyelashes were trembling. He didn't cry because he was not qualified.

The hands on both sides of the thighs were clenched tightly, and the nails dug into the flesh of the palm, and there was a faint burning pain.

"I have been looking for her for five years, but there is no news so far. How long will I have to look for her? I used to think that she was not dead. Later, no matter how high my hopes were, I was disappointed. I was tired of looking... I really did everything I could My greatest strength, I want to give her a home next to you, I took her away from you that year, I want to give it back to you, but you have also seen that Li Jinxing is a bastard who is not as good as a beast !"

Gong Qing didn't even blink his eyes, the wind was dry and painful, his vision became more and more blurred, his complexion was flat, only his lips were moving.

"Perhaps, it's okay if the grave is smashed... Li Jinxing made me sober up a bit. An empty grave is worse than none." Taking a deep breath, "I will continue to look for her. Your daughter, go home, come back safely." After saying this, Gong Qing slowly turned around.

The moment he turned around, he closed his eyes tightly, and the tears hanging in his eyes rolled down. He raised his hand and wiped it violently with the back of his hand, the guilt that could not be concealed in his red eyes.

After getting in the car, Gong Qing was paralyzed in the back seat of the car. The driver saw that Gong Qing's face was pale and that the situation was not very good, and asked, "Mr. Gong, why don't I take you to the hospital for a look."

"No need." Gong Qing pressed the car window, "Go straight home, I'm fine."

He said so, and the driver couldn't persuade him any more. Gong Qing's house in Haicheng is also in Beicheng, which is quite close to Gu's house.

It was already seven o'clock when Gong Qing went back, and the servant had already prepared dinner, but he didn't know how to eat it, so he reluctantly put down his chopsticks after eating a bowl of rice.

After late autumn, it will be winter again. This is Gu Wanqiu's season. The leaves of the sycamore trees outside have turned yellow, and the large leaves are on the branches, swaying with the evening wind.

Haicheng is just Gong Qing's temporary residence, and he won't stay here for too long.

Haicheng already has a Li Jinxing, and there is no room for him. If he wants to get ahead, he must go another way. He cannot collide with Li Jinxing. They have to compete with each other in different fields.

Gong Qing has also made a lot of achievements, and he is also well-known in this business circle. Unfortunately, when he meets Li Jinxing at the same age, he becomes Wannian's second child.