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Xue Qi was frightened, she asked tremblingly: "What's going on?"

"Grandma is obviously fine? Why did she get sick? What do you think?" Yue Fan's face was a bit hideous, her eyes were red from crying, and she looked very scary.

Xue Qi looked at the old man lying on the sick bed, closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her face, she said: "Yue Fan, I'm sorry..."

Yue Fan's eyes dimmed instantly, as if there was no more light in her world, she let go of the hands that were clasping Xue Qi's shoulders, and slowly knelt down on the ground.

Yue Fan said in an extremely calm tone: "Go away."

Xue Qi stood there in shock, let her?

Yue Fan slowly raised his head to look at her, his eyes were cold, his thin lips parted slightly, and she repeated what she had just said, "Go away."

Xue Qi's eyes were sore, she took two steps back, Yue Fan's eyes cut her body like a knife.

She called out with difficulty: "Yuefan..."

"I'll let you go!" Yue Fan suddenly roared like a raging lion.

Xue Qi covered her face, her face was wet, she turned and left, she would only irritate Yue Fan here.

Yue Fan woke up from sleep, she reacted for two seconds, got up from the bed and rushed out of the bedroom, before entering her grandmother's room, she stood still in the lobby, the candles on the altar table were still burning, Black and white photos of old people glow with newness.

Yue Fan looked at the smiling face of the old man with dull eyes, opened his mouth and called grandma, her legs were weak and knelt on the ground, she crawled under the altar table and straightened her body.

Today is the first day of the first month of the first lunar month. The heavy snow just fell yesterday, and it was bitingly cold. Yue Fan didn't seem to feel it. He was wearing unlined clothes, his knees seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he kept kneeling there.

The past few days have been like a dream, in a trance, and every time she wakes up from her sleep, her face is full of tears. She always feels that her grandma is not dead.

Grandma had already been buried, the day before the Chinese New Year.

That night she knelt in front of the altar to watch the night. After twelve o'clock, the sound of firecrackers in the neighborhood was very lively. She could only look at the photo of grandma in front of the white candle.

She had already posted the door couplet yesterday, but the original two-person post became one-person post, and the original festive red became white.

Since the old man passed away, Yue Fan has been kneeling on the ground with the door of the house tightly closed, staring at the old man's photo in a daze.

Xue Qi came here before, on the second day of junior high school, she cried and knocked on the door outside.

She said, "Yuefan, can you let me pay homage to grandma?"

She said, "Yuefan, can you open the door?"

She said, "Yuefan, do you really want me?"

Yue Fan remained motionless, as if she didn't hear, she stared at the photo with an expression on her face, her face was full of gloom.

Xue Qi was still shouting outside: "Yuefan, please meet me."

"Yuefan, I won't leave until you open the door."

"Yuefan..."

Xue Qi sat outside for a whole day, and Yue Fan knelt in the lobby for a whole day.

The sky is getting dark, and it has started to snow outside. It seems that there is a lot of snow this year.

Xue Qi said in a hoarse voice: "I'm leaving Yuefan, can you come out and see me? It's too dark, I'm afraid."

Yue Fan moved and turned to look at the closed door.

"Yuefan, I'm leaving."

Yue Fan stared fixedly at the door, and it took her a while to stand up, but her legs were numb after kneeling for too long, and she couldn't stabilize and fell to the ground again.

She struggled to stand up and went to the door...

From that day on, Xue Qi never saw Yue Fan again.

Xue Qi knelt in front of the old man's grave and said: "Grandma, Yuefan is gone. She hates me, hates me so much, she doesn't want to see me, she left, just left. How can she leave? You are still here , how could she leave?"

Xue Qi started to cry as she spoke, she said: "Grandma, I'm leaving too. I'm going back to the city. I won't come back often in the future, but I will visit your grave every year."

"Yuefan doesn't want me anymore, and I don't want her either."

"But grandma, what did I do wrong? Why didn't she want me anymore." Xue Qi choked up crying, out of breath.

She didn't tell the truth that day.

When Yu Jian came to look for Yue Fan, grandma was already suspicious.

Grandma asked: "What's going on with Jianjian and the girl?"

At that time, she almost told about Yue Fan's imprisonment, but fortunately, there was a doorman in her mouth, so she mumbled a few words and passed it.

Grandma didn't speak, and asked her to help pour a glass of water, so she had no choice but to go to the kitchen, but as soon as she came out of the kitchen with the glass of water, she saw the old man standing behind the door, covered in cold sweat, and hurried over, fearing that the old man would hear something terrible, But as soon as she passed by, she heard Yue Fan say: "I know, you want to say, I won't go to jail if it's not because of her..."

The old man couldn't stand still for a while, and was supported by her back to the room, but the old man couldn't catch his breath as soon as he sat on the chair, clutching his heart, his pupils constricted...

She lied to Yuefan, but she could only lie to Yuefan.

That sentence came from Yue Fan's mouth. If Yue Fan knew that it was her words that caused the old man's death, Yue Fan would go crazy.

She was in so much pain, she really couldn't bear to make her suffer even more.

☆、Chapter 62 End Chapter 2

Six years later.

The internal line rang, and a white hand took the microphone, and a calm voice rang out, "Mr. Qiao?"

"Come to the office and bring in last year's performance report. Also, please inform me that the meeting will be held at 10:30." A pleasant female voice came out of the microphone, with inherent confidence.

Yue Fan hummed calmly, and skilfully sorted out the documents and went to the office inside.

She reached out and knocked on the door twice, and when she heard "Come in", she turned the handle and pushed the door in.

She walked to the table and put the report on the table, "This is last year's performance report."

Qiao Shan was frowning and looking at the document in his hand, without looking up, he just hummed lightly, "You go out first, don't forget to inform about the meeting."

Yue Fan walked outside without saying a word, and before reaching the door, he heard Qiao Shan say again: "Do you check if I have a lot of schedule in the afternoon?"

"Need to talk to Wan Sheng about advertising at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Qiao Shan was thoughtful, "Okay, I see. After the meeting, let's go have a meal together."

Yue Fan paused, "Is Shuibei coming?"

Qiao Shan's pretty lips raised a sneer, "Come on! How could you not come? Why can't I find time for such an idler?"

"No." Yue Fan heard Qiao Shan's tone, and knew that she was talking ironically, so he rejected it bluntly and immediately walked out.

That's it! This is probably because my little wife is too busy to accompany her, so I got angry.As long as her mind is not broken, she can't agree.

"Have you seen the advertising plan?"

Although Yue Fan didn't agree, he went to have dinner with Qiao Shan in the end.

Yue Fan took a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, chewed it unhurriedly before saying: "Look." Then he ate slowly.

Qiao Shan raised his eyebrows, "Yuefan, how many years have you been with me?"

Yue Fan glanced at her, "Two years."

"Yes, it's been two years, why do you think you haven't changed at all in these two years?"

"What do you want to say?" Yue Fan put down his chopsticks, took a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"With your temper, it's a good thing you met a boss like me, otherwise you would have been resigned a long time ago."

Yue Fan replied calmly: "To each other, you have a temper, but I can serve you well."

Just as Qiao Shan was about to say something, the cell phone rang in her hand. As soon as she saw the name on it, she stretched out her hand, but before she could touch the cell phone, she glanced at Yue Fan again.