The whole process of being hooked up

Chapter 46

Noble schools are not strict in some respects.

Most of these children will marry when they grow up. No matter how much glory and wealth they have endured, they have to pay for it. This is the truth that these sons and daughters have understood since they were young. Booked from a young age, at least a young childhood sweetheart is much better than a grown-up dry materialism.

So as long as these students, men and women, do not go out of line, the school will not care, at most, the teacher will say a few words.

Qin Lele actually didn't know much about Teacher Qingyan. When she occasionally went to school on weekdays, when she heard gossip from her classmates, she often brought Qingyan and herself together.

One is a childhood sweetheart, and the other is a fiancée fixed by the elders. They are two beautiful flowers, different types, but each has its own characteristics. If it was in the past, Qin Lele might still be in the mood to stage a TV drama for Yan Xingzhi. You love me, I don't love you, I love him, etc., but Qin Lele, who is about to grow up, is being entrusted with a heavy responsibility by Mr. Qin to investigate the jewelry market, and has no time to play any romantic dramas. Even Yan Xingzhi can't be bothered to deal with it, let alone the so-called What about Teacher Qingyan?

It was in that ward that I really remembered Teacher Qingyan in my heart.

Obviously, at first glance, he looks like a seductive vixen, which is the type that women dislike the most, but Qin Lele is unexpectedly not disgusted, and the completely different attitudes of Teacher Qingyan completely aroused Qin Lele's interest.

How can it be possible for a person to change his temperament overnight?Just a bump to the head, just a mild concussion?

Obviously before, he looked at himself as a rival in love, but when he woke up, I don't know if it was Qin Lele's illusion or what, Teacher Qingyan had something else in his eyes.

Enough to make her blush.

Qin Lele thought that she must be crazy.

I specially hired a private detective just to know what Teacher Qingyan did, what she did, and what she ate every day. It was obviously a small, insignificant, and boring life, but it was enough for Qin Lele to look at several of them with relish. When I was young, I wished I could memorize Teacher Qingyan's itinerary.

In fact, Qin Lele really figured out Teacher Qingyan's schedule.

She is not as impetuous as a young woman of her age, does not go to bars, does not drink, does not smoke, does not go shopping very much, and does not have a few good sisters of the same age who can get along with her. She eats breakfast on time at six o'clock in the morning and can be in the teacher's room at seven o'clock in the morning. I saw her figure under the apartment.

Lunch time is at twelve o'clock, and after eating, she prepares lessons seriously in the office. Qin Lele has many pictures of her reading books seriously. Store it carefully, in case someone suddenly snatches it away.

Dinner is at six in the afternoon, take a walk after dinner, and go to bed on time at nine in the evening. Their daily routine is more regular than elementary school students, which makes Qin Lele feel inferior.

It's not what it says in the original information, which makes Qin Lele more and more curious.

It's this kind of curiosity that makes Qin Lele never forget that girl again.

Pale and slender fingers were wiping the tombstone, maybe it was because of the rain last night, the icy touch was transmitted from the fingers to the heart, just like that night, it was heart-wrenching, like falling into hell.

Footsteps came from behind, rubbing against the grass, making a rustling sound, which was extremely clear in this silent cemetery.

"Lele..." Yan Yuzhi called out in a low voice. She was still wearing a black and white lady's suit, which was ironed extremely meticulously, with smooth lines and perfect curves. She was holding a black umbrella in her hand, looking at the Qin Lele, who was half leaning on the tombstone, had a complicated look in his eyes.

The wind blew gently, causing her hair to become entangled, and the raindrops gradually fell, obscuring her face. Qin Lele smiled, and the raindrops slipped in from her lips, and her voice was like It seemed corroded by the tombstone, with its unique coldness, "Are you here to intercede for him?"

It was Yan Xingzhi.

After the wedding banquet, Qin Lele buried Teacher Qingyan, and started to deal with Yan Xingzhi.

There is a saying that goes well, killing for life is justified.

However, Huaxia's law added a sentence before this, which is more humane than legal principles.

Chairman Yan is not without means, and some friendships from her youth are still there. As long as Qin Lele lets go, she can give Yan Xingzhi the name of mental illness, dissipate all the family wealth, and save Yan Xingzhi's life.

But, is Qin Lele willing?

Qin Lele wished that Yan Xingzhi would die immediately!

She was wearing teacher Qingyan's favorite black dress. The rain soaked her long skirt and hit Qin Lele's face, drop by drop seemed to be dripping into her heart, and her wet hair stuck to her On her face, it reminded her of that chaotic night, the night it all started.

Before that night, although Qin Lele had a different feeling for Teacher Qingyan, it was not deep. What's more, she has always been more rational than emotional, and even her own marriage can be used as a bargaining chip to seek benefits. What is the tempting thing?

Yes, what is it?

Desire and love are sometimes intertwined. If that night hadn't happened, Qin Lele might have chosen to gradually forget this sudden feeling after taking care of many parties.

But, unfortunately...

Everything was silent, as if Qin Lele was the only one left in this part of the sky.

After a long time, Yan Yuzhi opened his mouth and smiled mockingly, "Please? Let their mother and son worry about it. No one is willing to pay for the sins he has committed! Karma reincarnates, and retribution is not good."

These days, Yan Yuzhi likes to read some Buddhist scriptures.

Not for anything else, I only hope that good people will be rewarded, and I only hope that the afterlife can be comfortable.

Qin Lele glanced at her, sat up straight, half of her body went numb, and almost fell down again, "Since you are nothing, then go back, we don't welcome outsiders here."

Saying this, it's like treating this cemetery as a home.

Perhaps, where there is Teacher Qingyan, it is Qin Lele's home.

"...I just want to see her." Yan Yuzhi said.

Qin Lele chuckled, "Who are you looking at? There is no one here that you need to look at."

Yan Yuzhi remained silent, and an indescribable silence pervaded the two of them.

The wind picked up and blew the straight green cypress trees by the roadside. The leaves rustled, like the footsteps of someone coming, or like the intimate whispers of lovers. , like the haze in Qin Lele's heart, never dissipated.

The rain became heavier, hitting the ground, splashing water, hitting Qin Lele's body, it hurt a little, but it couldn't cover up the pain in her heart at all, water was running down her face, I don't know if it was tears or rain.

After all, Yan Yuzhi understood Qin Lele's silent refusal, sighed slightly, and put the black umbrella in his hand on the ground. As expected, he was instantly drenched by the pouring rain, filled with mist, and finally saw He glanced at the tombstone, then at Qin Lele, sighed again, paced around, turned and left the cemetery.

The tombstone was made by Qin Lele, and there were only two official script characters of "Qing Yan" on it.

Who has only one name on their tombstone?

A black car was waiting for her at the gate of the cemetery.

This car was the one that picked up Qingyan at the beginning, maybe because of seeing things and thinking about people, maybe for some other reason, Yan Yuzhi paused, opened the door, and got in.

Ignite the ignition, release the handbrake, fasten the seat belt, turn on the left turn signal, put in gear, turn the steering wheel, and drive away.

Everything was in an orderly manner, and everything seemed to have no effect on Yan Yuzhi, perhaps under the cold rain, her brows became even colder.

Didn't say a word.

It was as if all the words had been said in the cemetery.

Lightning, thunder, and wind and rain, only Qin Lele and the black umbrella were left in the entire cemetery.

The umbrella is propped up like this, leaning on the ground, sheltering the small grassland from the wind and rain, just to protect it from the wind and rain, but how much can such a small area cover?

It's just a futile effort.

Qin Lele gradually closed her eyes, as if in a trance, she had returned to the time she had always dreamed of returning to.

At that time, Teacher Qingyan was still alive.

She was wearing a fiery red dress. She was a little alienated from others, but she was always so enthusiastic about herself, just like the skirt on her body. Together, promised to be together...

But in a blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

Qin Lele has already forgotten why he left her side that night.

If she had been by Teacher Qingyan's side all the time, wouldn't such a thing have happened?

No matter how bad it was, when the knife came, she could still block Teacher Qingyan, preventing anyone from hurting Teacher Qingyan at all.

However, everything is just Qin Lele's imagination.

There was nothing she could do but lean on the tombstone like a poor wretch.

tombstone?Ah.

If there is a next life, the next life, I will not let you go.

Qin Lele murmured and gradually lost her voice.

Like a dead body, it collapsed to the ground, merged with this cemetery, stuck with this tombstone, and could never be separated.

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Many years later, Yan Yuzhi was old, and his children and grandchildren would come to this cemetery every year to visit his old friends.

Pushing the wheelchair by myself, my teeth are gone, and I still hold the pale yellow chrysanthemum tightly in my hand, which is like the sun.

That's for two.

In addition to the original name on the tombstone, another name was added.

clean face.

Qin Lele.

It turned out to be indescribable harmony.

After Yan Xingzhi was shot, Qin Lele seemed to have finally settled a problem, and fell ill all of a sudden.

The doctor said that she had lost the will to survive.

After that, Qin Lele followed Qin Lele's wish and buried herself and the woman she loved.

Entanglement in this life, and fetters in the next life.

"Grandma, who are these two older sisters?" the little granddaughter asked innocently.

Yan Yuzhi used her increasingly rough fingers to rub the photo of Qingyan and Qin Lele at the wedding banquet. The two girls in the photo are still so young and so beautiful.

After a long time, the old man said in her hoarse voice, "...I don't know."