Chapter 1193 What is my name
The man was tall and had long legs. He stood in front of the tombstone in the sunset with his brows lowered and his voice so gentle that it seemed to drip water.
In the photo in his sight, the girl was looking at him with her eyes curved, her smile as bright as the bunch of sunflowers.
"Now you don't have to worry about that problem,"
Ye Danggui said indifferently,
"From the way you're acting now, you seem to be wishing everyone knew who you are."
Chu Yan curved his lips silently,
"It's been so many years, it should be resolved."
"Why did you choose the time when I was filming a movie?"
Director Ye frowned in disgust.
"What stimulated you?"
The man shrugged and smiled frankly.
"It was purely coincidental. I didn't mean to cause you any trouble."
Ye Danggui retracted his gaze and said lightly,
"This matter has nothing to do with Shen Pianxian. I hope you won't affect her, let alone the Star King."
The smile on the man's lips faded, and his voice became a little lighter.
"It depends on how far the relationship between Miss Shen and Cheng Zhiyuan has reached."
After a pause, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"You're talking to me about another woman in front of your sister, aren't you afraid that she'll be angry with you?"
Ye Danggui's whole body stiffened. For some reason, he suddenly felt that his sister's bright smile in the photo became a little vicious.
He was speechless for two seconds and then glanced at Chu Yan.
"If you don't have any thoughts about that woman, how can you think Qingshuang will be unhappy?"
Chu Yan: ...
Ye Danggui withdrew his gaze, snorted indifferently, took a step forward and gently touched the surface of the stele.
"Qingshuang, I brought him to see you this year, and he still forgot your death anniversary this year."
"It's been so many years, you should let it go."
"He is no longer the person you liked back then."
"He has even discarded his own name, so how can he hold on to the past?"
"So that's enough for this year,"
Ye Danggui looked at the photo and said slowly,
"Next year or any time after that, I will not bring him to see you again."
"Today is the last time."
"Take a good look at it."
Ye Danggui withdrew his hand and took a step back.
"Stay here for ten minutes before coming down,"
Director Ye turned and left.
"Consider it your reward for taking you in."
His figure quickly disappeared at the end of the path, and only Chu Yan was left standing in the sunset all over the mountain.
After a while, he approached the stone tablet and sat down on the flower platform very disrespectfully, leaning his back against the stone tablet.
The color of the sunset in the distance grew darker and darker, sliding down from the treetops and grass tops, and falling blurrily on the man's nose and lips.
The short black hair was blown by the evening breeze, passing over the desolate tombstones and the petals in front of the tombstones, and then flew away.
The setting sun also fell in his eyes. His deep brown pupils, which always carried a cold or mocking smile, now looked no different from the graves on the ground.
After a while, the man's emotionless question suddenly sounded in the quiet wind, as if he was asking the soul sleeping in the tombstone behind him, or as if he was asking himself.
"What's my name?"
He asked,
"do you remember?"
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When we left, the sun had already set, and the sky was filled with swaying sunset glow, painting the stone road a crimson purple.
The girl in the photo on the stone tablet still has her eyes curved and she is smiling.
The man who had just been leaning against the stone tablet had already gone away.
His back was slender, and his steps were as casual as when he came, but his spine was straight as if it was made of solid steel.
The wind blew through the vast woods and tombstones, and at the end of the path, only a few sunset glows and lonely petals were left.
In the distant city, beautiful and lively lights have just been lit up.
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