Senior, cut off your sleeve?

"Then I'll wrap it up for you." The female salesperson's considerate service attitude and that smiling expression always made Liu holdyu feel that there was something else in that smiling face.

He hurriedly checked out and escaped from the store impatiently, holding the beautifully wrapped tie in his hand like a time bomb, reluctant to throw it away but dare not keep it.

He really didn't know what was wrong with him, why did he walk into that store by accident?Why did you involuntarily buy this gift?Why are you still so indecisive, why should you be reluctant to give up?

Before he knew it, he had already walked to the door of the house. He looked at the gift in his hand that he had thrown into the trash can and picked it up again. It was the first time that Liu Zhiyu hated his indecision so much.

Finally, he took a deep breath, still hid the box under his clothes, and entered the house as if nothing had happened, not wanting others to see through what he had painstakingly hidden.

"Brother Holding Yu, where have you been? Why did you come back? I'm starving to death!" Peng Zi finally looked forward to Liu Holding Yu's return, and rushed to him, crying while hugging him.

"Liu Zhan hasn't gotten up yet? You won't ask him to cook for you?" Liu Zhiyu patted Pengzi's head, looked around and looked upstairs, Liu Zhan should still be sleeping, Liu Holding Yu can't help but feel a little headache, this cousin has a fight with someone.

"Brother Zhan has gone out! He just left not long ago." Peng Zi's round eyes widened, he looked up at Liu Zhiyu with his small face, and said with a smile.

"He went out?" Liu Zhiyu also looked puzzled, where would Liu Zhan go?Shouldn't it be home?

"That's right, Brother Zhan said he's going to meet a friend, so we don't have to wait for him, Brother Zhuyu, cook quickly! I'm starving to death!" Hold Yu and go to the kitchen.

Hearing that Liu Zhan was going to see a friend, Liu Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't go home, he let go of his faint worries and went to make food for the hungry Pengzi.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and there was still no sign of Liu Zhan's return. Liu Zhiyu kept comforting himself, hoping that he was thinking too much. He should just go to see his friends. If he asked him, it would make him feel strange. Wait a minute and he should be back.

Until the sun was setting, Liu Zhiyu couldn't sit still anymore, he called Liu Zhan several times in a row, but there was no answer, Liu Zhiyu became more panicked, and the worry in his heart became more and more serious up.

If Liu Zhan really came home, if he knew the news that Yang Hui had passed away, how could he bear it? He had to find Liu Zhan quickly. Eager to find Liu Zhan.

Liu Zhiyu's first thought was to go back to Liu Zhan's old house. Liu Zhan stayed abroad all year round and didn't have many friends in China, so he had nowhere to go except to go home.

When he came to the gate of Liu Zhan's old house in a hurry, Liu Zhan's phone that no one answered was finally connected.

"Hey, where are you?" Liu Zhiyu asked with a trembling voice.

The other end of the phone was silent all the time, there was a faint cry, and Liu Zhiyu raised his heart to his throat, Liu Zhan finally knew what to do, how could that innocent brother accept it.

"Hey, Liu Zhan, talk, where are you now? I'll go pick you up." Liu Zhiyu was angry and anxious, and hated the feeling of being powerless now.

"Why did you keep it from me? Why didn't you even give me the chance to see her for the last time? Didn't even give me the chance to send her off? That's my mother!" Liu Zhan asked, holding back his crying, choked up.

Those heart-wrenching questionings were full of longing and regret for her mother, and the desperate questionings revealed a hope for a complete family. The painful questions made Liu hold Yu speechless. There is no answer, and nothing can be redeemed.

I can only hope to quickly find the person who has been hit hard, and do my best to give him a little comfort.

"Liu Zhan, this is for your own good, and this is what my aunt means. She is afraid that it will affect your studies..." Liu Zhiyu tried his best to calm down his anxious mood, and comforted him gently.

Before he finished speaking, there was only a mechanical hollow voice on the phone. Liu Zhiyu quickly called back, but the other end was turned off. Liu Zhiyu rushed into Liu Zhan's old house, looking for Liu Zhan's figure everywhere. , hoping to find him quickly.

Liu Zhiyu searched the whole house, every nook and cranny, but didn't see any sign of Liu Zhan. He sat in the living room blankly, looking at the big posthumous photo on the wall.

The face in the photo is somewhat similar to Liu Zhan, especially the eyes, which are crooked when smiling, giving people a warm feeling. It is such an amiable smile, but it is always frozen in a photo frame, so painful .

Recalling the last conversation with Yang Hui, every word and every word was for Liu Zhan's sake, and those heartfelt words contained so much reluctance and regret.

Now that the world is separated, the regret that the son wants to support but the relative is not there, is accompanied by Liu Zhan's life like this, how can he bear it.

The sky was getting dark gradually, the sky had been clear for a long time, and there was light snow again, the temperature in the air was getting lower and lower. Sitting in the empty living room, Liu Zhiyu was shivering with cold.

At this moment, Liu Zhiyu thought carefully about where Liu Zhan could go and where he would go. The most important thing now is to find Liu Zhan. If something happened to Liu Zhan, how could he be worthy of Yang Hui's entrustment.

After thinking hard for a long time, Liu Juyu raised his head and glanced at the pale and colorless photo, a place flashed in his mind, Liu Zhan must be there!

Liu Zhiyu hurriedly drove towards the place he wanted in his heart, the snow was falling all over the sky, Liu Zhiyu became more and more anxious, it was so late, and the snow was still falling so hard, he didn't know how Liu Zhan was doing now .

He stepped on the accelerator tightly and drove all the way. When he arrived at the cemetery, it was completely dark. In the silent cemetery, it was gloomy. Rows of tombstones were shining under the lights of the car. White light, a little scary.

Apart from here, Liu Zhiyu couldn't think of where else Liu Zhan would go. He plucked up his courage and walked towards Yang Hui's tombstone, praying secretly in his heart, hoping that Liu Zhan was here. Cham.

The heavy snow fell all over the sky, and Liu Zhiyu walked forward with difficulty by the light of the flashlight. The heavy snow blurred his vision and he couldn't see the road under his feet clearly.

The snow-covered road was even more difficult to walk. He almost slipped and fell several times. Relying on his memory, he finally found Yang Hui's tombstone.