The abstinent boss knocks on the door at night

Xu Qinghuan turned around quickly and saw Nie Zhisen, dressed in white, standing not far away with a white towel in his hand.

"Brother Zhisen?"

Seeing her, Nie Zhisen's face was still slightly surprised, and then he walked towards her.

"You came to pay homage to my aunt, and you didn't even tell me in advance. If I knew you were coming today, I wouldn't come."

He smiled, and then naturally began to wipe Zheng Qiuzhi's tombstone with the towel in his hand, very carefully.

It can be seen that among the tombstones in front of and behind, only Zheng Qiuzhi's is the cleanest, and it is not the kind of clean that has only been wiped for a day. It can be seen that it has been cleaned and wiped frequently.

"Do you... come here often?"

Xu Qinghuan looked at him as if he was the administrator here.

"When I have nothing to do, I will come over to see my aunt." Nie Zhisen helped Zheng Qiuzhi wipe the tombstone and clean up the grass growing next to it.

"..." Xu Qinghuan felt guilty. She couldn't do it even as a daughter. Instead, she asked Nie Zhisen to do it for her, "Brother Zhisen, thank you."

"Thank you for what?" He raised his eyebrows, folded the towel, and put it in a pocket, "Auntie liked me very much when she was alive, and I admired her strong and unyielding character. These things have nothing to do with you, so you don't need to thank me. "

"Brother Zhisen, I——"

"You don't need to say anything." Nie Zhisen gently interrupted her, "Don't take all the responsibility on yourself. Since I have said that this is of my own free will, you don't need to appreciate it! Speaking of which, I I also want to thank Auntie. Sometimes when I am in a bad mood and feel a little bored, I come over and talk to Auntie, which is also a way to relieve myself."

Xu Qinghuan lowered his eyelashes, "You really don't have to do this, Brother Zhisen, I can't give you any response."

"Do I want any response?"

"..."

"Huanhuan, I haven't asked for anything for a long time." Nie Zhisen stood quietly in front of Xu Qinghuan, self-deprecating and lonely, "Don't even deprive me of my last thought, you can't be so cruel for me."

He has retreated to the borderline and even restrained himself. He has only called her a handful of times, so what else can he do?

Xu Qinghuan lowered his head and said nothing, knowing that any persuasion would be useless.

He has persisted for so many years. If he had listened to the advice, he wouldn't be where he is today.

"I won't delay you in paying homage to your aunt. You mother and daughter have a nice talk. I'll go deliver the towels to the locker and wait for you down there."

"it is good."

Xu Qinghuan nodded and watched Nie Zhisen turn and leave, his back gradually getting smaller until he disappeared.

She placed the flowers in front of the tombstone and sat next to it.

"Ms. Zheng, I'm here."

In the past, every time she called her mother, Ms. Zheng, she would glare at her and say she was neither big nor small, but she would always reach out and touch herself.

Zheng Qiuzhi has always had such a strong and stubborn temper in his life.

Xu Qinghuan suspected that she would never speak well and calmly.

I still remember that when I was in junior high school, I was working part-time without telling her, and it was already late at night when I returned to the hospital after work. I thought my mother had gone to bed, and she was so tired that she almost fell asleep until one day, she was half asleep. When she woke up, she felt someone stroking her hair, it was so gentle and caring!

She heard her mother sigh and apologize full of guilt.