Chapitre 173: 173. Visit your own grave

Auteur: You Yi Traduction automatique

Xi Wan saw so many of them and forwarded them to Weibo to reminisce about her past. Tears welled up in her heart.

She thought that before she died in her previous life, she had left behind so many names, pretenses, and fakes... ...

Those labels of foul language were pasted on her body one by one. Many of her diehard fans had defected. Her words were filled with disappointment, and they were even more vicious than those of passersby... ...

Now... ...

Big and big tears fell, splashing a lot of water on the screen of the phone. Waves of warmth spread through her heart, numbing her limbs and bones.

She could not calm down for a long time.

She casually slid down the screen and saw the photo of Lin Xi.

She was stunned because she did not know when he took this photo. She just looked at the scene on the screen, and the memories of the past flooded into her mind again.

She still remembered that it was his birthday that day. She went to his company to wait for him to get off work. She was bored, so she asked her secretary to help buy milk tea. Then, she sat there drinking milk tea while watching him work.

At that time, the sun was setting, and the golden sunlight was so bright that people could not open their eyes. She looked sideways at the sunset. Perhaps it was because of her name, but she always had an inexplicable feeling towards the sunset when the sun was setting.

If a year ago, Lin Xi was willing to expose her on his Weibo like this, she would definitely have tears in her eyes. But now... ...

She only felt disgusted.

There was no love left in her.

Ever since he cut off their seven-year-long love affair, and ever since he saw her now, he had flirted with her several times.

Vanished into thin air!

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After Lin Xi posted this Weibo, the comments below were also very interesting.

Many of Xi Wan's former fans left comments: "thank you, boss Lin, for still remembering our WANWAN. " "My goddess, she will never come back. " "there will never be a goddess in the entertainment industry who can act like this again. " "there will never be a goddess like Jiang Xiwan after that. " And so on.

Then, there were those who were still black "Has the company's boss started to clear her name Even if she has been dead for more than a year, it still can't resist the fact that she is secretly promiscuous. " "Ditto, I guess they just want to clear Jiang Xiwan's name. This way, they can come up with another set of Jiang Xiwan's out-of-print, and earn quite a lot of money. " "As expected of Hua Feng's boss, he really knows how to make money. "

Then, there were some Su Nuanyu's fans. "boss, congratulations on giving birth to your daughter, but why didn't you send a message to celebrate your daughter's birth? Instead, you sent a message to Jiang Xiwan who's already dead. " "Boss, you're so lucky to be together with nuanyu. I envy you. " "Boss Lin, be good to our goddess nuanyu. " "Boss Lin, why didn't you change to Nuanyu's Weibo? "

And so on and so forth. A Weibo Post with all kinds of comments was mixed.

The entire Weibo world was also reminiscing about Xi Wan and congratulating Su Nuanyu on giving birth to her daughter. The hashtag # meet the goddess on the bus went from being the top trending topic to the fifth trending topic.

Xi Wan logged out of the Weibo interface and calmed herself down. She told Jiang that she was going out and left the house.

Due to the rain the day before yesterday, the weather was still very cold. Except for the door, Xi Wan shivered. There was a flower shop at the entrance of the residential area. Xi Wan went in and bought a bunch of red roses. These were once her favorite flowers, but after merging with this body, her preferences had gradually changed. However, since it was for her past self, it was better to buy her favorite flowers.

In this world, no one's experience was more ridiculous than hers. She could actually sweep her own grave.

Speaking of which, her car was driven by Li Zhan. She had never had a driver's license, so she still had to call a taxi when she went out. The special car soon arrived. It took Xi Wan to an Fu cemetery.

The traffic was as expected. It was so congested that a pregnant woman could give birth on the road. The taxi driver was like a slippery loach. He crawled into this gap and inserted himself into that gap. Although it was quite immoral, Xi Wan's anxious heart had eased a lot.

It was already 10 o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived at an Fu cemetery. Xi Wan paid 1000 yuan and left the driver waiting. Then, she took the bouquet and walked towards the cemetery.

Her body was placed in this cemetery.

She had never been here before.

Now, she finally gathered her courage and came to see her former self.

Most of the people who came to visit the cemetery were either rich or noble. Even if they came to visit the cemetery, they were dressed exquisitely. Although it was to remember an old friend, it was more like they were out for a walk.

Xi Wan wore sunglasses and held a bouquet of red roses in her hand. Naturally, she was very eye-catching, but fortunately, those people only had strange looks and didn't say anything. Of course, Xi Wan didn't care.

She asked the tomb keeper the specific address of her tomb. At first, the tomb keeper was a little shocked. After all, who came to visit the tomb didn't know the specific address of the tomb. But then, when he found out that she was here to pay respects to Jiang Xiwan, he understood. He quickly checked her files and the address and pointed in the direction.

Xi Wan followed the direction pointed by the gravekeeper and walked towards the depths of the tomb.

The sunlight shone on her head. Although it was very bright, the temperature was not high. A Gust of wind blew, and traces of coldness seeped into her bone marrow.

The Path was made of cement, and pine trees were planted on both sides. They were dark green and evergreen, tall and straight. In the mountains not far away, the faint sound of cuckoos could be heard. It was sad and desolate.

Xi Wan quickly found "her" tomb. This was a very quiet place. The tombs on both sides had not been built yet, so this area was "her"'s place.

There were no other grave sweepers.

It was quiet and there were no disturbances.

This was a small semi-circular tomb. Two Stone Lions stood beside it. There were pine and Cypress trees all around, and the air was filled with the pleasant smell of pine and Cypress.

This was the first time Xi Wan had come into close contact with her own tomb.

She looked at the tombstone in the middle. The photo on the tombstone showed her smiling proudly and brightly, as if she was the queen of this world.

The words on the Tombstone: Jiang Xiwan, born 1987, died 2015, friend of Zheng Mingri.

The Epitaph: Eternal Queen.

It was so good to have no Su Nuanyu.

It was so good to have no Lin Xi.

Thank you, Ming Ri.

Thank you for leaving a trace of cleanliness in my previous life.

Xi Wan placed the red rose in front of the tombstone and touched her photo, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

She was clearly still alive, but her body was already a pile of ashes.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw another bunch of roses and many other fruits that she used to love to eat. She knew that Ming Ri must have come yesterday.

Every single food in the sacrifice was once her favorite.

Xi Wan was stunned. She sat in front of the tombstone, took a tangerine, and peeled it

It was clearly as sweet as honey, but it was full of bitterness. From her mouth to her heart, it was bitter.