Seeing this, Zhiyue was a little surprised.
The principal said something to her with a smile, but unfortunately Zhiyue couldn't hear it.
The principal then used sign language to tell her: [Go and have fun.]
Zhiyue nodded, took the leave application and left in confusion.
As usual, Zhiyue only took ten days off this time.
At noon that day, Zhiyue took a simple suitcase and took the high-speed rail to Wangdong City.
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The Martyrs' Cemetery is very quiet, and under each tombstone, there is a martyr's bone buried.
Zhiyue carried the offerings for worship, walked through the path as if she was familiar with the route, and came to the martyr's tombstone with the words "Lin Guanshan" written on it.
Lin Guanshan is Lin Zhiyue's father.
Zhiyue knelt down in front of the tombstone, burning paper and offering incense in silence.
When she finished all this and stood up to leave, she saw a man in a white shirt standing behind her.
Du Junfei didn't know how long he had been there, he just kept looking at Zhiyue, his eyes filled with sadness.
Zhiyue widened her eyes, panic and anxiety flashing in them.
"ah..."
She opened her mouth and let out an involuntary cry of surprise.
Du Junfei walked forward step by step.
Zhiyue retreated step by step.
She retreated until her body was against her father's tombstone, with no way to retreat anymore. Then she grabbed her father's tombstone with both hands, raised her head, and looked at Du Junfei in panic.
Du Junfei lowered his head and stared at Zhiyue's face.
Seeing the panic in Zhiyue's eyes, what else did Du Junfei not understand?
She really remembers everything!
"Zhiyue, you deceived me so badly."
During the years when he was sad about her death, she secretly returned to Wangdongcheng every year to pay tribute to Lin's father.
In addition to worshipping her father, had she also secretly observed him?
How did she resist meeting him?
Tears welled up in Du Junfei's eyes.
"Zhiyue, are you punishing me?"
Zhiyue couldn't hear what Du Junfei was saying, but she could guess what Du Junfei was trying to express.
Zhiyue held her father's tombstone tightly in her hands. The cold touch followed her fingertips and penetrated into her body, freezing her to the bone.
"ah..."
Zhiyue cried out and began to cry silently.
Du Junfei reached out to wipe Zhiyue's tears.
The warm tears burned Du Junfei's heart.
"Zhiyue, don't cry, okay?"
After being coaxed by Du Junfei, Zhiyue cried even harder.
Zhiyue suddenly pushed Du Junfei with both hands.
She used all her strength, but the man, Du Junfei, who was over 1.8 meters tall, was pushed to the ground by Zhiyue.
Du Junfei sat down on the ground, looked up angrily, and saw Zhiyue unbuttoning the first button of her plaid shirt.
She continues.
Seeing this, Du Junfei looked angry.
"what you do?"
Knowing that Zhiyue couldn't hear him, Du Junfei quickly stood up and gestured: [Why are you taking off your clothes!]
Zhiyue bit her lip, tears falling, and slowly and firmly unbuttoned the top three buttons.
Zhiyue ripped open the collar of his shirt, revealing the white bar underneath and the words burned in with an iron just below his collarbone.
slave.
**.
Du Junfei stared at the burn scar blankly, like an idiot, and forgot how to react.
Zhiyue pointed at the word "slave" and shook her head at Du Junfei with tears in her eyes.
Du Junfei understood what Zhiyue meant.
Zhiyue's clothes were not covering her body. She gestured with her hands, telling Du Junfei: "I still like you. In the past, I dared to dream about you in my heart. But now, look at my broken body. How can I have the right to like you?"
Before, she was just a deaf-mute, and Xianle scolded her for being a toad wanting to eat swan flesh, which was wishful thinking.
Now, the mark of "slave" was burned on her body, and her body was already broken. She was no longer qualified to look at Du Junfei.
She was too embarrassed to appear in front of Du Junfei.
So when the police asked her her last name, where she lived, Zhiyue lied.
She said she had lost her memory and felt broken and dirty and had no face to return to Du Junfei's home.
Over the years, Zhiyue would return to East City every year. She would spend one day with her father and nine days hiding in the dark, spying on Du Junfei.
Du Junfei wasn't always in Wangdong City in March; he spent most of his time living in the United States. In the past twenty years, Zhiyue had only seen Du Junfei six times.
She hid in the dark, like a voyeur, and felt satisfied just by taking a sneak peek at him.
Du Junfei touched the mark on Zhiyue, feeling a pain in his heart.
He quickly took out his cell phone and made a quick call -
[That old guy, how did he die? ]
Zhiyue took Du Junfei's phone and typed a reply: [He was sick and lying in bed, starved to death. I heard that when he was found, he was just skin and bones.]
Du Junfei's heart was filled with hatred!
The old man is dead, but someone is still alive!
Du Junfei asked again: [The one who betrayed you was Xian Le?]
Zhiyue didn't say anything this time, just looked at him silently.
Those eyes were misty and filled with unspeakable grievances and hatred.
Du Junfei cursed: "Son of a bitch!"
Du Junfei gently stroked Zhiyue's brand. According to the current scar removal techniques, it is not impossible to remove the brand.
However, the stigma can be removed, but how can the pain in the heart be removed?
After buttoning up Zhiyue's clothes one by one, Du Junfei suddenly said, "Come with me to a place."
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