Everyone knows you only love her

Ling Feng saw Qi Jingyan looking at Lu Hui on the TV screen immersed in his own thoughts, he reported softly, "I found the top master, but the other party said that he wanted you to meet him in person, that person is a bit strange .”

Hearing this, Qi Jingyan raised his head slightly, his eyes froze, "Is it because you don't have enough money?"

"No, the president, he said, he can engrave you for free, but he wants to hear the story."

Ling Feng shrank his neck, especially when he saw Qi Jingyan's deep and gloomy black eyes, he was so frightened that he fell silent for an instant.

Want to hear a story?

What kind of shit rules is this.

"This little thing can't be done well, what's the use of you?" Qi Jingyan said coldly, pushed away the chair and stood up.

Ling Feng lowered his head and quickly stood up respectfully.

"President, that is the most skilled master. He said that the craftsmanship of hand-carving stone carvings, especially tombstones, has been lost. Therefore, he doesn't want money, he just wants to hear stories."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The most frightening thing is not Qi Jingyan's anger, but his silence.

"Give me the address, and you will preside over the meeting."

Qi Jingyan grabbed the car keys, staring coldly at the trembling Ling Feng.

"Yes, President."

Ling Feng quickly ran to the hanger, took off the suit jacket and handed it to Qi Jingyan.

He put on his coat, took the address given by Ling Feng, took the car keys and walked out of the office with steady steps. When he passed the office area, all the employees were silent, not even daring to breathe, and they sat at their posts and worked hard .

Qi Jingyan walked into the elevator, and when the door of the elevator closed, the next second, the employees in the office area seemed to be amnesty.

Just like there are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys are called kings.

Everyone became excited.

Qi Jingyan, who took the elevator to the underground parking lot, took out the car key to open the door, and drove out of the company's underground garage with both hands on the steering wheel.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom was running on the spacious road. The sky was clear and the sun was shining in. His handsome face with deep contours had lost a lot of weight.

Since the deer anise fell into the sea, he has never had a good night's sleep. He suffers from insomnia every night, and the quality of sleep cannot be solved by taking medicine.

He knew that being unable to sleep because of a vacant part of his heart was Lu Hui's best torture and revenge for him.

He wanted to sleep well, wanted to see her haggard face in his dream, he really wanted to hug her and tell her that he had done wrong and regretted it.

It's a pity that God didn't even give him a chance to dream about Lu Hui.

Outsiders see him aloof and arrogant, only he himself knows how painful and tormented it is to not get what you want.

Lu Hui, you taught me what love is.

It's a pity, why are you not by my side?

The car drove all the way, and arrived in the countryside two hours later. Qi Jingyan parked the car at the entrance of the village, opened the door, got out of the car and walked, looking for the address given by Ling Feng.

He finally found the stonemason's home around the corner.

"Is anyone there?" Qi Jingyan stood straight outside the door.

The old wooden door, the red paint peeling off, the wind and the sun all year round, even some parts of the wooden door have been chapped.

"Who are you looking for?"

A stooped old man came from the backyard, still holding a chisel.

Qi Jingyan saw that the backs of his hands and shoes were full of dust, and guessed that this was an old craftsman who wanted to hear stories.

"I would like you to carve a tombstone for my wife."

He didn't put on airs and said modestly.

The old man glanced at him and said with a smile, "I don't want money, but I want to hear stories."

It's this ghost rule again.

Qi Jingyan's anger suddenly rushed up, and he was about to speak when the old man spoke again.

"My old lady is sick. She is lying in the hospital and asks me to tell her a different story every day. So, I don't want money now, I just want to listen to the story so that she can listen to it too."

The old man stood in the sunlight with a simple and honest smile on his face.

"I have a story."

Qi Jingyan couldn't bear to get angry.

Listening to him, it is his seriously ill wife who wants to hear the story.

"Okay, young man, come in quickly, the house is simple, I hope you don't dislike it."

The old man hurriedly led him into the house.

Qi Jingyan sat down in the spacious hall, and the old man poured him a cup of tea.

"My story is not a story, it's my friend's personal experience." He took out an antique cigarette case from his pocket, and when he opened it, there were no cigarettes in it. A double photo was pasted on the mirror of the case.

His black eyes stared straight at Lu Hui's face in the photo, but his heart was aching.

The old man was smoking a hookah, half-closed his eyes as if he was waiting for Qi Jingyan's story.

"He married his wife for some reason. After marriage, he ignored his wife. He never even knew what his wife wanted or desired. For him, this marriage was like a shackle. Later, he His childhood sweetheart came back, and he started to get close to her, and gradually he even went home less often. At that time, he didn’t know that he was already used to his wife’s presence, and every time he came home from a social event, he could always drink From the hangover soup cooked by his wife, if his wife made his breakfast every day, he would ask the servant to pour it out and prepare it again."

Qi Jingyan sat there, staring deeply at the two-person photo with dark pupils, like a criminal prisoner piously repenting, listing his crimes one by one to Lu Hui in the photo.

The old man didn't speak, just smoked silently.

"Later, he suspected that his wife was unfaithful to him, so he filed for divorce with his wife in a rage. The pregnant wife was forced by him to sign the divorce agreement, and he immediately got engaged to his childhood sweetheart that night. However, On the way to the engagement, the wife fell into the deep sea in despair because she couldn't bear the blow."

Qi Jingyan's fingers gently caressed the deer anise in the photo.

sorry Sorry sorry.

Deer anise, I'm sorry.

I have thought about countless possibilities, even if I exchange my rotten life for your rebirth, but God has never given me a chance to reform myself to make up for your return.

I know that there is no such opportunity in this life.

Your death will always be seared in my memory, tormenting me forever and ever.

"He must be very regretful!" The old man sighed softly.

"Yes, he regrets it."

Qi Jingyan closed the antique cigarette case in his hand, and put it in his suit pocket properly.

For him, this is a priceless treasure, and it must be kept close to him to be considered proper.

"He's so stupid. He doesn't cherish a good wife, so he wants to marry a childhood sweetheart."

The old man put down the hookah in his hand and stood up from the stool.

"Yes, he is stupid."

Qi Jingyan said in agreement.

Lufen, I'm really stupid.

So stupid that I can't even tell if I love you, I deserve what happened to me.

The old man turned his back to Qi Jingyan, put his hands behind his back, and stood hunched over against the light, "Leave your wife's name behind. I will contact the person who looked for me before if I need anything."

"Thank you."

Qi Jingyan looked at the old man's back and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Hui, wait for me, I will take care of everything, you wait for me... soon, I will go to you.

[The author has something to say]

Thanks to [Fu Ke] the little fairy for the reward [Zu Xian] the little fairy for the second reward [Wu Tang Cola] the little fairy for the reward.Thank you little fairy Min Minzi for your good comments, thank you little fairy Zhang Yixing xback for your good comments, and thank you little fairy Fuke for your good comments.Thank you for your strong support. Your love is the source of motivation for my creation every day. I am very grateful.