C831 I Said Get out
C831 I Said Get out
He couldn't see anything now, and there were obstacles in his daily life. However, he didn't tell anyone else, perhaps because of his pride.
Beiming Mo did not know, neither did the employees in his company. Even his son did not know.
At this moment, Beiming Shen was walking in the airport lobby wearing a shirt and pants. Beside him was his assistant, who was slightly closer to him and could guide his every step perfectly.
In front of him was darkness. He tried his best to listen to the footsteps coming from his assistant. Step by step, he moved forward steadily.
There were many people coming and going in the airport even though it was late at night. Beiming Shen and his assistant bodyguards were tall men. The clothes of their shirts and pants attracted a lot of tourists' attention.
He walked out of the airport and got into the car that had been parked a long time ago. He went straight to the hotel.
On the way, Beiming Shen ordered, "Help me book three chrysanthemums."
That night, Soong Ziheng did not sleep well, and he thought about what happened back then.
However, he was used to staying up all night and reading all kinds of documents. So the next morning, he was still in high spirits when he woke up.
When he returned to Ningcheng, he naturally had to go to his parents' tombstones. So, at seven o'clock in the morning, Soong Ziheng ate breakfast, took the flowers that he had prepared earlier, and went straight to the cemetery.
He had come to the cemetery many times. The last time was when she and Soong Yiren brought his three nephew with them.
It was not a special day at the beginning of September, so the cemetery was quiet and only the occasional sound of insects could be heard.
Soong Ziheng walked towards his parents' grave alone.
From afar, he saw a person standing in front of the tombstone.
That person wore a black shirt and black pants, and his entire body seemed to be filled with a cold and lonely aura. It was somewhat unfamiliar.
When Soong Ziheng approached, that person bent his body and placed the chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tomb. After that, he straightened his body and turned around.
The morning light landed on the man's face. Soong Ziheng felt that the man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
He asked, "Sir, may I ask who you are?"
Beiming Shen heard Soong Ziheng's voice and immediately understood. It was good to have a coincidental meeting here, so he did not have to specially go to his school to find him today.
"I am Beiming Shen." Beiming Shen said.
Soong Ziheng's expression froze. After that, the face of the young man who was older than him by more than ten years began to overlap with the mature man in front of him.
Back then, he was still in kindergarten, and Beiming Shen was already in his third year of high school.
At that time, Soong Yiren brought him to the Beiming Family to pay a visit, and they met the silent Beiming Shen.
At that time, he actually thought of getting close to Beiming Shen, but Beiming Shen was a bit cold and aloof. So, he had some fun with Beiming Xiao later on.
Beiming Xiao liked to play. He was already in his third year of high school, yet he still played games and even taught him how to play.
Soong Ziheng had a good memory. His earliest memory was when he was two or three years old. Later on, he found out the truth and found out that the source of everything was Beiming Family. Therefore, his memory deeply engraved Beiming Shen's face in his subconscious.
He lowered his head and looked at the anus on the ground. Then he looked at the man in front of him. He could not help but tighten his grip on the bouquet.
The big brother in his memory was still about the same height as him. He originally thought that he would not be able to beat him in terms of physique. But now, he didn't seem to be that unattainable.
Soong Ziheng didn't rush forward to tear him apart. He didn't want to do anything that would make him lose his composure in front of his parents' tombstones.
He ignored Beiming Shen and bent down to put down the flowers in his hands.
He only prepared two flowers. One for his father and the other for his mother.
As for his sister's portion...
What was buried in the tombstone wasn't his sister's body when she was alive. His sister's body had long since turned into foam in the Ning Country's territorial sea.
Thinking of this, Soong Ziheng felt that he was about to lose control of his emotions.
Chu Mingyao was dead, and Beiming Shen was still alive.
Although the things that happened in the Soong Family were all done by Beiming Shen's father, However, she and Soong Yiren were both seen by Beiming Shen. He had once called her brother, but that person had just watched their family fall apart without even giving him a word of warning!
Soong Ziheng tried his best to control himself. His eyes fell on the tombstone, and he stood straight.
He was already nineteen years old. He was no longer a young man who needed the protection of his parents and sister. On the contrary, he had grown up now. It was time to take care of his sister and niece.
Therefore, he hoped to handle Beiming Shen's matter by himself today. No matter what the other party's objective was, he would not let them have it.
"Is there something you need from me?" Soong Ziheng said coldly.
"Yes." Beiming Shen nodded.
"Just find me directly. There's no need to come to my parents' tomb. I believe they don't want to see you." Soong Ziheng said again.
"I'm sorry." Beiming Shen's gaze fell on the tombstone, but compared to his gaze, the only thing he could see was darkness.
He lifted his lips. "What happened back then was our family's fault. I came here today to apologize to you. "
With that, he bowed in the direction of the tombstone.
Soong Ziheng was originally able to hold back his emotions, but at this moment, Beiming Shen's actions suddenly erupted.
Without even thinking, he threw a punch at Beiming Shen.
Beiming Shen was dodged because Soong Ziheng was as tall as him. He had just bowed, so he was punched in the ear by Soong Ziheng. He staggered a few steps and his ears buzzed.
"What right do you have to come and apologize?" Soong Ziheng's eyes were red. "If you come, will they come back to life?! What's the use of your apology?! "
Beiming Shen felt that his brain had become a little chaotic at this moment. He didn't know that it was because of Soong Ziheng's attack just now. His ears buzzed for a while, and heat surged out of his nose. He reached out and touched it. It was a little sticky.
Fresh blood flowed out of his nose. Soon, his mouth was also filled with a fishy smell. Blood dripped onto his white shirt, giving him a demonic feeling.
Soong Ziheng's eyes were red as he looked at the man who would not dodge. His chest was still rising and falling, and he controlled himself to not go forward and tear it.
Gong Lingye told him that there were some things that shouldn't be shown on the surface. If he really hated someone, then he should think of a way to kill him. After clearing the place, it was better not to see him.
As for venting his emotions and shouting hysterically, it was all because of the unwillingness and cowardice in his heart.
Soong Ziheng thought that perhaps he still needed to practice for a while.
He moved his fist and opened his mouth to speak, but his voice had already become patient. "Get lost."
However, Beiming Shen did not move at all.
He just looked in the direction where Soong Ziheng was talking and asked calmly, "Ziheng, tell me, how can you forgive me?"
As long as he could fight for his life, even if it was only a dozen years. Then, there was nothing to worry about even if he left.