If he did it himself, he would break the law, but he hated her so much that he would not be willing to do it unless he drove her to a dead end.

"Yan Jia, you still want me to die, right?" Lin Zhi said lightly, "Then why didn't you let go last time on the hospital balcony? Yan Jia, let me go, I still have Zhouzhou, I

I want to grow up with him."

"Lin Zhi, I had an operation in the hospital, do you know?"

Lin Zhi was silent.

She vaguely heard about it, so she came to the cemetery unscrupulously, thinking that Yan Jia would not be discharged from the hospital today.

"Look, you know that you didn't go on purpose." Yan Jia's eyes showed more mockery, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It doesn't matter, I don't blame you, you come back to Jiangshan Garden with me now, I haven't

For breakfast, you make me a bowl of porridge, just plain porridge."

Under the white mist, his vision was hazy. Lin Zhi raised his head and looked at the man in front of him. He vaguely seemed to see the boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The young man was handsome and high-spirited, and he had never looked like this before.

His voice was very soft, perhaps because he was still ill, and he could not express his authority: "Lin Zhi, give me your hand, I will take you back to Jiangshan Garden, and don't come here again. There is a lot of yin here, you shouldn't

come over."

He stretched out his hand towards her, with his palm upwards and his palm prints clear.

This hand once led her throughout the entire campus of Lancheng International High School.

At that time, they were still young and carefree, and never worried about tomorrow. In their eyes, the future was beautiful, full of hope and happiness.

She also thought that he would hold her hand until the end of time.

Lin Zhi didn't move, he kept his hand in front of her.

He persisted: "Lin Zhi, pass your hand to me, and I will take you back to Jiangshan Garden."

But Lin Zhi knew that when she returned to Jiangshan Garden, she would never be able to leave him again.

What she did today angered Yan Jia. Under his calm surface, there were already turbulent waves, just waiting for an opportunity to explode.

At this moment, he was still very calm, as if nothing had happened, like he was leading a lost kitten home.

His voice was gentle and hoarse, his face was calm, and he just quietly stretched out his hand to her.

Lin Zhi looked at his face, which was similar to Yan Feng's, and finally handed him her little hand tremblingly.

She can't escape.

Her hands were cold, and so were Yan Jia's.

At that moment, Yan Jia held her hand tightly, his eyes jumped, and he never took his eyes away from her face.

Yan Jia's lips curled up: "Have you had breakfast?"

"have eaten."

"Okay." He turned around and led her away from Yan Feng's graveyard, leading her forward, "I haven't eaten yet. Wait a minute. Make me a bowl of white porridge. The doctor said I can only eat it now."

Eat this."

She said nothing and followed him.

Yan Jia is in poor health and walks very slowly.

Their steps gradually became consistent and they walked side by side.

The spring in the cemetery is strong, the branches under the white mist are glowing with lush green, the willows are clinging to the trees, and the lake is clear.

Today seems to be a cloudy day, the sun has not risen from the east, and there are big dark clouds floating in the sky.

Yan Jia led Lin Zhi forward.

The road was very long and they needed to walk a long way to reach the cemetery gate, but they did not take a car and left step by step.
Chapter completed!