"Have you brought tissues?" He Xiaoran suddenly turned around and asked.

Zhou Chenyuan was stunned for a moment, then said in a rough voice: "Why should I bring that thing? I'm not a woman."

Nan Zhao quietly handed over two packs of tissues from the back door, "Young madam, I brought them."

He Xiaoran glanced at Zhou Chenyuan, took the paper towel from Nan Zhao, took out one, wiped his hands clean first, and then took out two more from it, and rubbed it on Zhou Chenyuan's face, "Your face is also

You have to wipe it clean, otherwise you will scare my good friend!"

Zhou Chenyuan was so furious that he said, "He Xiaoran!"

"Shush!" He Xiaoran put his hand to his mouth and shushed him, "No loud noises are allowed in the important cemetery."

Zhou Chenyuan instinctively stretched out his hand to cover his mouth. As a result, He Xiaoran's eyes fell on his hand again, and he grabbed it and wiped it. Then she turned around and looked at Nan Zhao who was following her in the distance. Nan Zhao was stunned when she looked at her, and quickly took out another hand.

Wrapping a tissue and wiping his hands and face, He Xiaoran turned his eyes back.

He Xiaoran was walking a little ahead of Zhou Chenyuan, and she suddenly said: "Logically speaking, you Zhou family members are not worthy of appearing in front of her."

Before Zhou Chenyuan could change his face, He Xiaoran added: "She was my good friend from elementary school to high school. After being raped by Zhou Zixi, she had no way to seek help and committed suicide."

Zhou Chenyuan suddenly remembered that the first time she returned to Jiugu Wenchang with him, she told him about a good friend of hers that night.

After Zhou Chenyuan was silent for a few seconds, he asked: "What is her relationship with Yan Shaozhuang?"

He Xiaoran suddenly stopped in front of a tombstone, turned to look at him and said, "She is senior Yan's biological sister!"

On the tombstone behind him, a gentle and beautiful girl with long hair was smiling sweetly.

Zhou Chenyuan's eyes fell on the name on the tombstone: Yan Xiaoxue.

This was the surname Yan Shaozhuang had before it was changed to the Yan family surname.

"Xiaoxue has a very gentle personality. When I entered junior high school, because I was constantly harassed by my adoptive father, she worried about me every day and gave me advice. Finally, she said that she had a relative who opened a tattoo shop and she could ask for some tattoo pigments.

, it’s not permanent and can fade over time. When I got to high school, I started putting paint on my face.”

He Xiaoran took the tissue and carefully wiped the tombstone, "She's a bit of a germaphobe, so every time I see her, she dislikes my carelessness and lack of hygiene. When she catches me washing my hands, I have to use hand sanitizer. She likes it.

There are flowers and plants, but I can’t bring flowers every time I come here because she is allergic to pollen. If I buy a potted plant and no one takes care of it, she will be distressed if it dies..."

"Her grades are very good and she hopes that I can do better. She knows that I am adopted and how hard my life is, so she always helps me as much as she can. However, her family's financial situation is not good, and her father has cancer.

In the later stages, the whole family was desperately trying to make Uncle Yan live a little longer."

"Xiaoxue has always said that she will study medicine in the future. If she studies medicine, she can save her father."

"The night she was raped by Zhou Zixi, I was boxing in a gym two blocks away. I was sweating profusely on the stage and claiming dominance, while my best friend was in pain under a beast."

"Zhou Zixi is your uncle. In my eyes, he is just a beast. Wearing human skin also blocks the fact that he is a beast."

"The relationship between the senior and Uncle Yan is very deep, and the relationship between their whole family is very deep. Xiaoxue is like Aunt An, gentle, kind, and simple-minded, but senior Yan is different from Xiaoxue. He never gives up on finding justice for his sister. Just Yan

After his uncle passed away, he was so weak that he could not even touch Zhou Zixi."

"The Yan family allows him to find traces of Zhou Zixi. This may be the reason why he is willing to give up his biological father's surname and change it to Yan."

He Xiaoran slowly turned to look at Zhou Chenyuan, "I don't know what a human life is in the eyes of your Zhou family. At least in my eyes, this is an existence that none of the ten Zhou Zixi are worthy of being compared to her."

Zhou Chenyuan's face was expressionless and he pursed his lips tightly without saying a word.

He Xiaoran squatted in front of the tombstone, put on a new disinfectant paper towel, and carefully wiped Yan Xiaoxue's photo, "If I had known earlier..." Zhou Chenyuan saw her tears dripping on the gray cement floor.

, splashing open a big edelweiss, she said: "If I had known earlier, she would not have died!"

For a moment, Zhou Chenyuan felt as if something was stuck in his throat.

He moved his lips, but no words came out.

"You asked me what my relationship is with Senior Yan, and why I treat him differently from others." He Xiaoran took a deep breath and said, "I don't know either. The first time I met him was when I was in elementary school, at Xiaoxue's house.

.At that time, her home was very beautiful and her family was happy. Senior Yan was a clean and handsome young man. He knew that I was Xiaoxue’s good friend, and he just smiled every time he saw me. And I knew that he had good grades and was very happy.

He was popular with girls, so I was embarrassed to talk to him. Later, when I went to high school, I saw his photo in the school's outstanding seniors column. When we met at the Yan family again, we were a little older, and we were

I was even more embarrassed to talk to him, and then..."

She looked up at Zhou Chenyuan with tears in her eyes: "Several years have passed. That day you took me back to Jiugu Wenchang, and I met him again there. I really have nothing to do with him, but I feel that my relationship with him is nothing.

There are so many threads that cannot be cut off in this life. Zhou Chenyuan, what kind of relationship do I have with him? My best friend is his sister. Every time I go to her house, her family knows that I am not doing well.

, leave me the best food at home and let me secretly bring it to my sister..."

She swallowed even more: "I can't cut off contact with Senior Yan. In this world, his mother remarried and got a new husband, his sister was humiliated and committed suicide, his father fell ill and died, and his relatives and friends are afraid of being loaned money."

, I have already severed contact with him. There is no one around him anymore. If there is no one like me to support him, who else does he have? He has nothing. If he is willing to worry about me, it means he has found a transfer.

The person who pays attention, this may be his courage to live, or it may be his opportunity to stop him from doing stupid things. I can't take risks. I can't let Xiaoxue see her brother when she shouldn't.

If I see her brother, then what shame will I have to see her when I die?"

Zhou Chenyuan walked up to her and looked at her condescendingly. Then he knelt down and whispered, "I'm sorry."

He Xiaoran shook his head: "You are right. Although your surname is Zhou, you cannot be beaten to death with a stick. I have nothing to do with Senior Yan. I must have had a crush on him when I was young, but now I prefer to be Xiaoxue's
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