Who is that woman?It turned out that Li Tingchen could have such a big reaction.
Could it be an old lover who had some entanglement with Li Tingchen?
In short, Li Tingchen tonight was too abnormal. The car was raging all the way, and Chen Feng couldn’t help but hold on to the armrests to prevent himself from being thrown out.
The car quickly drove back to the city, and for a while Chen Feng’s mind flashed where he might go.
Who knew the car actually drove to the cemetery.
On this big night, is Li Tingchen going to pay homage to the old lady?
There was a violent storm outside, lightning and thunder, and the car galloped up. Under the lightning, Chen Feng saw the densely packed tombstones all over the mountain.
Even he, the person who got up from the pile of dead, felt a little oozing when he looked at such a scene.
The car drove until it stopped in front of the path. Chen Feng hurriedly got down with an umbrella, trying to cover Li Tingchen.
Li Tingchen didn’t say that he was holding an umbrella, he seemed to have been taken away from his soul and stumbled towards the mountain.
The soil became loose and soft under the infiltration of heavy rain, and it was a big one when you stepped on it.The big mud pit is slippery and dirty.
Li Tingchen walked quickly, his heavy Martin boots stepped on the stagnant water and splashed.
There were only a few faint lights on the mountain, which shone on the tombstone, making it even more eerie.
The violent wind lifted the surrounding branches and made a ”brushing” sound.
There was no one around, only the sound of Li Tingchen’s footsteps and heartbeat.
He was like an out-of-control beast, running towards the front quickly.
Ran to a grave in one breath.
The surrounding plum blossoms have long since disappeared, leaving only the branches dancing in the wind.
The cold and miserable light of the street lamp shone on the photo on the tombstone, and Li Tingchen’s body slowly slipped down.
Slender fingers stroked the face of the little girl in the photo.
Chen Feng, who followed, looked at Li Tingchen, who was half kneeling in front of the grave, and was even more confused. He didn’t want to confirm anything. Why did he run to the grave of the young lady in the middle of the night?
“Mr. Li, this is a newly repaired tombstone. You see, there is no water seepage from such a heavy rain, and the quality of the project is still very good.”
He had a hard time finding a reason.
Before Li Lanrui’s tombstone was destroyed and repaired by Su Qingyu, even if he wanted to confirm the quality of the tombstone, he didn’t have to come at this time.