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Gong Nanling's rebellious eyebrows frowned. He reached out his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, while his palms became wet.
"What happened last night?"
Lu Yixun asked.
"Last night …"
Thinking about what happened last night, Gong Nanling's ears suddenly turned red and his throat became dry.
"Aiya, don't ask so much. Just tell me, what did you tell her?"
"Nanling, I'll tell you in detail when I have time. I'll leave it like this for now."
Lu Yixun said gently as she took a sip of warm water.
"Mom, you …"
Lu Yixun hung up before Gong Nanling could finish his sentence.
Her actions made Gong Nanling more suspicious.
Helpless, he could only call Ding Pei and ask her to find a way to check up on him.
In next to no time, Ding Pei returned.
"Young Director Gong, Gu Mengmeng went to the mausoleum garden."
"Mausoleum?"
Gong Nanling was startled. His heart violently contracted as his internal organs throbbed in pain.
How come he didn't expect that Gu Mengmeng would go there?
"Alright, I understand."
Gong Nanling hung up the call anxiously, lit the fire, and drove towards the Yunjing Tomb Garden at a fast speed.
Along the way, he called his secretary, Tong Rao. Tell him he probably won't be at the office this morning and call him if he needs anything.
He rolled down the window and the wind blew in, stirring his hair and his mind.
He had never been so nervous or uneasy in twenty-two years.
He had always been free and easy. However, ever since he had returned to the Yunjing, he seemed to have become less carefree when he met Gu Mengmeng.
He felt a tug at his heart.
He lost his freedom.
When they were still some distance away from the mausoleum, it suddenly began to rain.
Spring rain fell like silk.
The sky was hazy.
Gong Nanling knew Gu Mengmeng definitely didn't have an umbrella, so he became increasingly anxious and sped up his car.
Green pine and green cypress.
The trees were shady.
When they arrived at the mausoleum, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.
Gong Nanling quickly took the umbrella from the trunk and walked up the stone steps.
Gu Yalan's cemetery was in the middle of the cemetery. The price of this position is in the middle.
It was only after the first seven years that her casket was buried here. It hadn't even been two days.
Gong Nanling and Ding Pei had accompanied Gu Mengmeng to the grave, so he knew the exact location.
Indeed.
A thin girl was kneeling in front of Gu Yalan's tombstone.
If that wasn't Gu Mengmeng, who else could it be?
One step at a time, he took three steps forward.
He bent his knees and half-squatted, raised the umbrella and hit Gu Mengmeng on the head to help her block the rain.
For a moment the rain wet his hair and his clothes. He had no time to think and could only call out anxiously.
"Gu Mengmeng, get up quickly."
Gu Mengmeng, who was kneeling on the ground, was completely drenched in sweat.
It was hard to tell if it was tears or rain on her face. Maybe both.
As the wind blew, the pines and cypresses let out waves of sorrowful wails.
"What are you doing here?!"
Gu Mengmeng heard the call, suddenly raised her head, fiercely pushed Gong Nanling and shouted.
Gong Nanling was caught off guard and fell to the ground, the umbrella in his hand shook.
He pursed his lips, stood up, and grabbed Gu Mengmeng's arm as he asked with concern.
"Gu Mengmeng, get up quickly. It's raining so hard, you'll catch cold. "
"Don't worry about it!" "Gong Nanling, get lost, I don't want to see you, my mom doesn't want to see you too!"
Gu Mengmeng's eyelashes were drenched, and her eyes were red.
His hoarse voice was mixed with the sound of the rain, making him feel even more heartache.
Splash.
Gong Nanling knelt beside her with his umbrella still raised at Gu Mengmeng's side.
"Gu Mengmeng, I know I let you down last night. I didn't want to do this, it was …"
Gong Nanling was kneeling on the cold floor tiles, soaked from head to toe, with rain seeping into every pore of his body.
Last night, he didn't drink, and he didn't drink anything else. He didn't know why, but he couldn't control his emotions. What had happened between him and her?
"Shut up! Scram! Get lost! "
Gu Mengmeng's face was wet, and the air that was filled with moisture and coldness was filled with a salty taste. Putting his hands on his knees, he turned his head, his almond-shaped eyes fiercely gouging at him through the water curtain.
Her sad and angry gaze made Gong Nanling's heart tear again. It hurt so much that it hurt.
"Gu Mengmeng, I'm sorry. I really didn't want to …"
The rain was getting heavier.
The wind was getting stronger.
The entire mausoleum garden seemed especially lonely and desolate.
"Scram!" Are you deaf? I told you to scram! "
Gu Mengmeng's heart was in great pain, and the more she looked at him, the more heartbroken she became.
She gave him another shove.
Gong Nanling was determined to stay with her. His body shook slightly, but his knees didn't move at all.
"Gu Mengmeng …"
He looked at her, his dark eyelashes wet from the rain, his peach blossom eyes full of remorse and pain.
Gu Mengmeng saw that he didn't want to leave, so she simply turned around and knelt down, ignoring him.
Tears were dripping.
It fell on the green floor tiles.
It also fell on Gong Nanling's heart.
The dull pain, the indescribable pain, the pain of regret.
He suddenly kowtowed three times towards Gu Yalan's tombstone. His already injured forehead turned purple, and traces of bright red blood leaked out.
"Auntie Gu, I'm sorry. I was too impulsive last night …"
His voice was a little hoarse, like gravel scraping across a cement road. With deep regret and remorse.
Gu Mengmeng cried even harder.
"Auntie Gu, I like Gu Mengmeng. She's the first girl I like and also the last woman I'll like …"
Gong Nanling looked at the picture of Gu Yalan on the tombstone with a determined gaze.
His words carried through the rain to Gu Mengmeng's ears like a clap of thunder in her head.
Did he like her?
How is this possible?
He already had a fiancee? How could he like her?
"Gong Nanling, shut up."
Gu Mengmeng tilted her head, her eyes narrowed, and her chest heaved as she angrily interrupted him.
"Gong Nanling, don't you think it's funny that you're talking to my mom about this now?"
"Gong Nanling, I don't want your pity. I just want you to disappear right away from my face. "
Gu Mengmeng's anger and grief couldn't be quenched.
With each sentence, like a sharp ice arrow, it shot towards Gong Nanling's heart, causing his heart to tighten.
"Auntie Gu, don't worry. I'll definitely marry her …"
Gong Nanling glanced at Gu Mengmeng, then turned around to look at the photo of Gu Yalan on the tombstone as he said with a shining voice.
"Gong Nanling, what did you say?!"
Gu Mengmeng's body went stiff when she heard this. She couldn't believe her ears.
There was a trace of sadness and fear in her eyes.
"I said, I must marry you."
Gong Nanling moved his knees a little bit closer to her. The hand holding the umbrella wrapped itself around her shoulder.