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Chapter 107 Nanshan Cemetery

"This is almost the same. You should be good from now on." He laughed and Qin Yue lowered her head and ate her own food.

Xie Chenyan, who was standing beside him, smiled softly when he saw Emperor Ye being frustrated and said nothing. Seeing Emperor Ye looking at him, he hurriedly bowed his head.

"I really didn't realize that this beautiful woman in Chenyan is still a shy girl. She will have trouble in the future." After a happy heart, the owner of the restaurant next to her walked over.

"Three, today the shop business has become very popular because of the visit of two beauties. Even if you invite this meal, I hope you will visit more in the future."

The little boss said with a smile on his face. Today, the whole restaurant was very popular because of the visit of the two beauties in front of him.

"Ah! There is such a good thing, so thank you, boss. We will come here more in the future."

After the boss said this, the little girl Qin Yue likes to take advantage of her personality, and she smiles.

"Haha, welcome, welcome, I will be exempted from the order for both of you to come here in the future." The boss was happy when he heard Qin Yue say this.

These two beauties are live advertisements. What they say is simply a magic weapon to attract customers.

Sure enough, from then on, because the location was a remote restaurant, the business was not very good, after Qin Yue said this, it was so popular.

The admirers in the school who loved Qin Yue and Xie Chenyan all rushed in to see her face.

Although Qin Yue and his two girls did not appear several times in the next period of time, the taste of this food was indeed good, and most people were retained.

This situation was not expected by Qin Yue and the others.

After the three of them had lunch, the two girls walked back to school, while the Ye Huang returned to the villa alone.

After sorting out the messy room that the girls made last night, I rested for a while and didn't go out again until after five o'clock in the afternoon.

This time, Ye Huang changed into a black windbreaker, which was solemn and solemn, incompatible with his early autumn outfit.

At this moment, the sky above Yucheng was gloomy for a whole day, and the clouds that had been brewing for a long time finally started to rain lightly.

Although the rain is not heavy, it is enough to wet everything, including the injured heart.

Standing in front of the door, Emperor Ye reached out to take out a yellowed photo from his arms, gently stroked the other person's face, showing tenderness on his face.

Some things will never be forgotten, and some people will remember them for the rest of their lives.

He kissed the girl's forehead in the photo, looked up at the dim sky, wiped away the rain from his face, and finally stepped into the rain...

Nanshan, a hillside not far from the south of Yucheng City, has been the place where the souls of the deceased in Yucheng City have been returned to the end of the world for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many people in Yucheng have condensed the grief of many Yucheng people.

In front of a room next to the gate of Nanshan Cemetery...

The old man guarding the tomb looked at the lights gradually rising at the foot of the mountain and listened to the noisy city that began to become.

"People nowadays only know how to waste their every day with extravagance and debauchery. Remember to pay less and less attention to the number of people coming to pay tribute to their dead relatives. The world is getting worse and worse, and people's hearts are not old..."

After sighing, the old man stood there and looked at the colorful lights of the city at the foot of the mountain before walking towards the cemetery gate.

It was getting late, and no one would come to this ghost place today. The old man was going to close the door and go back to his house to rest early.

The old man walked over the muddy road with a hunched body and walked to the front door to prepare to lock it, but his hand stopped in mid-air the next moment.

On the hazy mountain road not far outside the door, the old man saw a man wrapped in a black windbreaker standing quietly in the autumn wind. The corners of the windbreaker were still dripping water down. His face looked very pale, and his hair was covered with raindrops. It was obvious that the other party was walking up the mountain along the way.

The man didn't bring too much, and there was nothing else in his hand that was wet with rain.

But even this bouquet of roses seemed to be thousands of times better than those who were holding garlands up the mountain.

"Luckily you came in time. If you were a little late, I would have been in vain today." The old man opened the door and smiled at the young man and said, "There are few people going up the mountain on rainy days, and today there are even fewer people, so I feel much more happy when I see the young man in black.

"Thank you..." The man in black raised his head and his black and cold eyes slightly softened a little, staring at the old man and agreed, with a hint of tremolo and hoarseness in his voice.

The old man smiled and nodded without answering, then watched the slender and lonely figure heading deep into the cemetery, and walked towards the room where he guarded the tomb, preparing to lock the door after a while when the young man came out.

However, just as he was about to walk into the house, a rumbling sound of cars made him stop again.

Turn around and look towards the mountain road

The sound of a car horn was faintly heard on the winding mountain road leading to the cemetery in the distance, and the old man's brows couldn't help but frowned gently.

"It's a bit strange today. Why did you hurry so late?" muttered as the old man stood there and looked into the corner in the distance.

Two minutes later, a group of three cars came up from the corner, with a black Maybach in the middle and a Volkswagen Magotan in the front and rear.

Although the old man could not have seen the world, he could also see his extraordinaryness from this sport. He hurriedly walked up to open the entire cemetery door, and soon he drove in.
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