Chapter 1008: Cut off (eight)

As the sun rises, the weather gets hotter and hotter, and Han Zhihui, who is covered with sweat beads on his forehead, shows no signs of leaving.
Time slowly passed by. As the sun set westward and the light gradually dimmed, Han Zhi turned back and glanced at the tombstone beside him.
Since coming here in the morning, he has never spoken before, and suddenly moved his lips: "Lili, I have to go again. When I have time next time, I will come to see you..."
In the past, Han Zhihui came to see Han Zhili. After saying this sentence, he usually got up and left, but this time, after he finished speaking, he sat on the ground and did not move.
He touched a cigarette from his pocket and smoked two times before making another noise: "Lili, are you blaming brother now? Blame brother has been so kind to her in recent times..."
"Lili, don't be angry, your brother won't be like this in the future... At that time, my brother's heart softened, see her pitiful..."
"... Lili, you can rest assured that your brother promised you to help you take revenge, and you will definitely do it. Your brother will let the people who killed you, and taste how miserable the loved ones are!"
"Lili, you have a nephew, do you know?"
"His name is Hanhan, it's cute, but Hanhan was born to her. I'm afraid you will be upset when you see it, so my brother didn't bring you..."
Han Zhihui finished his speech and dropped his head. He stared at the cigarette with his fingertips for a long time. When the smoke was about to burn to the end, he darkened the cigarette on the ground, got up, and said again to the tombstone. "Then I stared at the picture of Han Zhili on the tombstone for a while, turned around, and went down the mountain.
After coming out of the cemetery, Han Zhihui did not return to the company and did not return home.
He drove around the city and circled around again and again. Until he didn’t eat for a day, his hungry stomach twitched, and he stopped the car on the roadside, casually looking for a fast food restaurant. Filled up the stomach.
Back in the car, Han Zhihui didn't drive around anymore, he laid the back of the seat flat, lay in the car, took out a pack of cigarettes, and smoked them one by one.
Next, he should go the way, he is very clear, but he does not understand what he is hesitating.
Two years ago, wasn't he cut off very neatly? Two years later, he cut off again, why is it difficult?
This time he is going to cut off, I am afraid not only between him and her, but also some uncontrolled emotions in his own heart...
If it wasn’t that night, the housekeeper suddenly mentioned to him that the day of departure was coming soon. I was afraid he would not realize that he had been too indulging in her world during that time, right?
This situation, which he should not have, is too dangerous and strange for him.
If he had trouble with her frequently again, he was really afraid that he would forget his original intention.
Some things, which have already developed, are not under his control. He cannot predict the future. He will not take the path he has not grasped.
Whether it's tangled or evaded, it's been a week, and he can't drag on like this... it's time to make a decision and make a break!
Han Zhihui stared at the eye socket, thought for a moment, picked up the phone from the side, and dialed a call to go out.
The phone was connected, and he waited for the person who answered the phone to call his name before he spoke lightly: "Linna, haven't you always wanted to marry me?"