Lin Wanqing looked innocent, "Did I do sothing wrong?"
The other girls sitting with Lin Wanqing noticed and tactfully stood up to leave.
"Let’s sit down first, we can talk slowly," Lin Wanqing scooted over inwardly.
Chi Cheng did not speak, remaining indifferent.
However, his eyes, dark as ink, were fixed on Lin Wanqing with a hint of threat.
Lin Wanqing shrugged, "Alright, if you an the fact that I told An Ran the significance of December 6th, yes, it was indeed ."
The music in the bar was deafening, and the enticing lights flickered intermittently on Chi Cheng’s seemingly untainted handso face.
Chi Cheng tugged at the corner of his mouth, the upward curve was cold as he chuckled, "Do you qualify to ddle in my business?"
Although the man was smiling, the smile was extrely cruel, like a Demon Satan, as if in the next mont, he would personally cast her into Hell.
Lin Wanqing took out her phone, opened a photo, and held it up, "I’m not qualified, but is this qualified enough?"
Chi Cheng’s back stiffened slightly, his gaze fell on the phone’s photo.
It was a letter.
A letter Chi Cheng’s mother personally wrote to him before committing suicide.
When they were young, the Lin Family and the Chi Family had sumr villas connected in this seaside town, they were neighbors.
Chi Cheng’s mother liked girls very much, so Lin Wanqing was very close to her.
On the day Chi Cheng’s mother decided to commit suicide by jumping into the sea, before going out, she handed this letter to Lin Wanqing as if nothing happened and instructed her to certainly pass it to Chi Cheng.
Lin Wanqing did as she was told.
The envelope of this will seed to suddenly pull Chi Cheng’s mory back to childhood—
The sky was very blue then.
It was a sumr afternoon.
The young Chi Cheng, as usual, waited under a camphor tree by the sea.
Almost ten years old, he wore a white shirt, black shorts, and his flax-colored hair was softly tousled.
Although he was a boy, his features were extrely delicate, like a refined young man who walked out from a comic book.
A breeze blew through, the leaves rustling, the dappled sunshine scattering on his face, outlining warmth.
He leaned against the tree with his arms crossed, eyes closed as if resting, possessing a grace not fitting his age.
He was waiting for the girl who always chased after him, calling him "Brother Chi" in her childish voice.
"Brother Chi, the gummy bears you gave are so tasty, An Ran really likes them."
"Brother Chi, look at the sandcastle I built, isn’t it pretty? Can’t you tell what it is? This one’s you, this one’s , we’re living in this house together."
"Brother Chi, Brother Chi, yesterday I asked the teacher, how can a boy and a girl live in the sa house? The teacher said as long as the boy and girl grow up and get married, they will live in one house.
When we grow up, let’s get married! Then An Ran can live in the sa house as Brother Chi~"
An Ran, who was attending the kindergarten senior class, naturally didn’t understand what marriage ant.
But to marry ant she could live together with Brother Chi.
Then she wouldn’t have to wait such a long ti to see Brother Chi again.
Chi Cheng was still waiting under the camphor tree, recalling what An Ran had said to him, his mouth couldn’t help lifting a few degrees.
But—
Why, after waiting so long, hasn’t An Ran co over?
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