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Chapter seven hundred and seventieth old habitation new ridge two Yiyi

For the Fourth Young Master, Hangzhou really responded to the saying, the Fourth Young Master who was in a strong way in Hangzhou. For the three of them (except Qian Qingye), Hangzhou is their old base, but they didn't stay here for much time.

They were successful, and the premise of success was to work hard to "run". There were not many people who could gather in Hangzhou. So, Mo Cenhan, who had just rushed back from Liucheng, returned here, and Chu Muyuan took Ye Zhiyu to the border town.

As for the silent young man, lawyers are his profession, and his job will not be limited to one city.

Chu Muyuan was because Jin Donglai had to stay in Hangzhou these days, and there was no one in charge of the border town, so he had to come.

Fortunately, with Ye Zhiyu accompanying him, he would not feel lonely as if he was alone in the border town.

As for Ye Zhiyu, his mother stayed in the border town because of her mother, and she returned there just to accompany her mother.

Since Ji Xiuli moved back to the border town, she rarely left here. Not only because of her work, but also because they had buried Ye Quanzhi's ashes in the border town, not far from their small building.

Ji Xiuli finished her work every day, no matter how late she was, she would sit at Ye Quanzhi's cemetery for a while and say a few words. She felt that he had been with her and watching her.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the old and new ridges are scattered together. A piece of loess separates the two people in two worlds.

However, the deep and deep feeling of affection will not be distracted from each other just because they are separated in the two worlds. This is also the reason why Ji Xiuli hurriedly searched for her return every time after leaving the border town.

There is someone waiting for her all the time. How could she bear to make him "look forward"?

Even in the usual days of the border town, Ji Xiuli would always have a pair of chopsticks on the dining table.

Especially when her son and daughter were not in the border town, even if she had a meal alone, she would eat and chat with the "master" of the chopsticks.

Even if she was as satisfied as painting cakes to satisfy her hunger, Ji Xiuli felt very happy.

This is also the reason why Ji Xiuli can no longer pretend to be someone else in her heart over the years.

Come back to accompany "Dad" and mother, which is also Ye Zhiyu's happiest expectation and satisfaction.

This kind of love that transcends life and death is not touched by Ye Zhiyu alone.

Every time Chu Muyuan returns to the border town, he is moved by this deep "love".

In Chu Muyuan's impression, Ye Quanzhi's image will always be what he remembers.

I have never grown old or left. I am still as glorious as ever, and my voice, appearance and appearance are still there.

"This is true love, right? Do not use life and death as the distance, and do not forget about separation." Every time they come back, Chu Muyuan would accompany Ye Zhiyu to Ye Quanzhi's cemetery to take a look, sit down, and sigh a few times every time.

"But I still want my father to live. Even if he is buried in this small border town for the rest of his life, we are still happy." Ye Zhiyu said a little sadly.

"He has been alive! As long as you don't think he has left, he will never leave. He will be with you forever like me." Chu Muyuan told Ye Zhiyu very seriously: "As long as there is love, it will last forever. I envy them. Although they did not live their love into a sad and heart-wrenching way, they lived into love that everyone envied."
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