#1602 Long-Lost Family (4)
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Yang Zimei and the three of them walked, and they came to Longze Park unknowingly.
Longze Park is still sealed.
However, the liveliness of being onlookers in the past has been reduced.
Passers-by rarely pass by here, and almost all take a detour when they see it.
The thought of hundreds of corpses soaking in the lotus pond over there would send chills down the spine and feel terrifying for ordinary people.
Rong He stopped, looked inside, glanced at Yang Zimei again, said nothing and continued walking.
Yang Zimei was also worried about what he would say just now.
I really don't want to destroy the current harmony.
Fortunately, my grandfather is also acquainted, and is no longer obsessed with the annihilation of the Long family.
This made Yang Zimei feel very satisfied.
"Niuniu, my grandmother and I used to meet there."
Rong He pointed to a big locust tree in front of him, and there was a certain look in his eyes.
Yang Zimei's mind also imagined the situation of grandfather and grandma walking together when they were young.
It must be a talented couple, an enviable pair.
It's a pity that grandma's stubbornness finally ruined it all.
It is said that the fate of man is determined by God.
In fact, heaven only decides three points of fate, and seven points are determined by one's own character.
A person, what kind of character he has, what kind of life he will have, he can't blame God, and he can't blame others.
Rong He stood under the big locust tree and stood on tiptoe, looking for the trace of love that day.
Yang Zi's eyebrows were sharp, and he saw two names engraved next to each other at a meter higher than him.
Rong He and Zeng Hui.
These two words are very beautifully engraved, there is nothing fancy, and there is no more words like I love you.
This is the subtlety of that era.
"Grandpa, here it is."
Yang Zimei pointed at the two names and said to Rong He.
Rong He looked up for a while, the expression on his face was soothing and soft, and the corners of his lips smiled slightly. In his eyes, he seemed to see the girl wearing a white shirt and blue skirt with a smile on his face walking towards him...
Yang Zimei did not disturb his indulgence, but just watched quietly.
Love is so strange, the longer the separation, the clearer the recall may be, and the more pure and beautiful the emotion will be. Almost all the flaws are ignored, and the rest is just beauty.
"Yang Zimei?"
A white Maybach was parked on the road beside her, the window was rolled down, and an evil and handsome face peeked out from it.
It was Zhuge Yue.
"it's me."
Yang Zimei smiled and said, "Why so clever?"
"Haha, that is, why is it so coincidental?"
Zhuge Yue smiled and said, "Who said that people who are destined will always meet no matter where they are?"
"Hehe, what my master said."
Yang Zimei said with a smile.
"The capital is said to be big or small. Some people, even if they live in the same community, have never met each other in their entire lives. It's not surprising that we have met every so often. This fate is really not shallow."
Zhuge Yue raised his peach eyes slightly, and smiled evilly.
"So what?"
Yang Zi frowned.
"What a boring woman!"
Zhuge Yue rolled her eyes at her, "What are you doing here? Didn't you say come back every day? Why don't you two stick together?"
"Everyone is an independent entity and cannot be tied together all the time. I have my business, and he has his busy work."
Yang Zimei replied, "I'm shopping with my grandfather and my cousin right now."
"Your grandfather?"
Zhuge Yue looked around, but didn't notice Yang Bo's shadow, "In my investigation, your relationship with your grandfather isn't that good, right?"
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