C6 Argument

"Siyuan has always blamed himself, I heard that there was a dispute the day Bai Zice died. At that time, you also knew that Bai Zice had a bunch of negative news, so you should have a lot of pressure. Siyuan thinks that Bai Zice was emotional because of arguing with himself, and that Bai Zice got into a car accident."

"…" He didn't even remember when he had an argument with Lu Siyuan. He only remembered that on the day of the car accident, he had an argument with Zhu Beixian. His mind was full of Zhu Beixian and Yi Xu. He couldn't remember.

He thought hard for a moment and finally remembered that he had met Lu Siyuan at the company. When he came out of Zhu Beixian's office, he indeed saw Lu Siyuan, and then the two of them said something to each other. As for what Lu Siyuan said, he was too preoccupied with his own thoughts that he didn't hear clearly.

This was a big misunderstanding.

Ling Han took a deep breath and said, "Please bring me to Bai Zice's grave, thank you."

Qin Yong looked him up and down, "With your current condition, I'm afraid it won't work, right?"

Ling Han said worriedly, "It's okay, I already have no problems."

What he said was the truth, because he really didn't feel much pain.

"Tell me, how did you get injured? Do we need to call the police? " Qin Yong said.

Ling Han shook his head. Right now, his understanding of his current identity is extremely limited.

Under his repeated requests, Qin Yong asked the doctor, who said Ling Han was only hit on the back of the head and was not serious.

Qin Yong was slightly surprised, because Ling Han did not look like he was slightly injured. Ling Han himself was quite surprised. He knew that the cause of death for this body was a knock on the back of the head. Logically speaking, that wound should be very serious, but he didn't expect it to be a light one.

Since the doctor said there was no problem, Qin Yong took Ling Han to take a taxi to the cemetery — Lu Siyuan drove the car away first.

Around the graveyard, there were many evergreen pines and some leafy green plants. It was lush and verdant, and it seemed very lively. Occasionally, one could hear the chirping of birds, and a light breeze mixed with the sweet scent of grass blew against their faces. It was fresh and natural.

It would be nice, Ling Han thought, if this was his burial ground.

From afar, Ling Han saw a slender figure wearing a windbreaker standing in front of a tombstone. That back was very tall and slender, like a surrounding upright tree. The black trench coat that wrapped around his body was solemn and heavy.

He didn't know if it was just Ling Han's imagination, but he felt that the back of the figure was a little lonely.

Ling Han hesitated for a moment, and then slowly walked to Lu Siyuan's side. He inadvertently noticed that Lu Siyuan's clothes were a little wrinkled. He thought to himself: Was this the clothes he used to pull me up last night?

Thinking about how the other party came to collect his corpse and sweep his grave, Ling Han's heart was filled with gratitude at this moment. His impression of Lu Siyuan rose to an unprecedented level.

Lu Siyuan didn't even bother to give him a glance. Ling Han didn't seem to care and turned around to look at the tombstone.

The gray stone was no different from hundreds or thousands of other tombstones. His name was simply engraved on the stone, and the smile on his face on the portrait gave Ling Han a strange feeling of space-time disorder. It was as if the person in the photo was "someone else" instead of himself, a novel and absurd experience.

He couldn't help but think: Is this really my grave? Was there really a body hidden behind the gray stone, under the wet earth? If the person buried in the mud was himself, then who was the person standing in front of the tombstone? If the soil was removed, the body would have long since decayed, leaving only bones behind, right?

"Why are you here?"

A low voice interrupted Ling Han's thoughts. He subconsciously turned his head and saw Lu Siyuan staring at him with a cold expression. His dark eyes seemed to be suppressing some kind of emotion.

Ling Han was sensitive to the feeling of disgust, just like his own holy land being invaded by the loathsome, filthy things.

He did not welcome his arrival.

Ling Han was sure of this conclusion.

However, Ling Han wasn't someone who liked to act according to other people's wishes. He had already prepared an excuse.

"I'm a fan of Bai Zice, let me see him."

Hearing this, Lu Siyuan actually laughed. When he laughed, the corners of his mouth curled up just right. That subtle angle and rosy lips were very casual, he had to admit that it was very charming, no wonder countless men and women went crazy for it. But his smile stopped at the corner of his mouth and did not reach his eyes at all. There was even an obvious irony in his eyes.

"How come I didn't know that you're a fan of Bai Zice?"

If it was Ling Han's previous temper, he would have already fought back. However, he was not in the mood to argue, so he repeated: "I just want to see him."

Lu Siyuan's expression finally darkened. He said in a cold and distant voice, "I don't want to get angry in front of a dead person. Ling Han, what the hell are you doing?"

Ling Han was stunned, then thought, how did I do it? Didn't I just come here to sweep the tomb and look at how I died? How did I offend you?

At this moment, Qin Yong walked over, handed the phone to Lu Siyuan and said, "Ling specifically came to return your phone, it seems like Uncle and Aunt have something to talk to you about."

His arrival broke the tense atmosphere in the air. Ling Han was so excited that he forgot about Lu Siyuan's parents calling. After hearing Qin Yong speak, he suddenly said, "It was your father who called to ask you to come back for dinner. It seems like your uncle is here."

Lu Siyuan's expression finally improved a lot. He took his phone and walked to the stone road beside the cemetery to make a call.

After he left, the feeling of being suppressed in the air disappeared, and Ling Han let out a sigh of relief. He had always known that Lu Siyuan had a bad temper, but he also knew that even if Lu Siyuan had a bad temper, he would rarely lose his temper in front of others. To be able to reveal such an emotion today was already very strange.

Qin Yong said to Ling Han, "He's been in a bad mood these two days, so it's best not to interact with him!"

"Is it because of Bai Zice's anniversary?" Ling Han didn't know why he asked such a question.

Qin Yong didn't say anything and just sighed.

Ling Han couldn't help but recall what Qin Yong had told him before. He said that Lu Siyuan had a quarrel with him the day he died, and Lu Siyuan felt guilty for thinking that his death was caused by him.

Perhaps this was the reason?

Ling Han thought for a moment and said gently, "The dead have died. Those who are still alive should put it down …" Pausing, he continued, "I don't think those who have died want to see those who are alive feel pain and guilt for themselves, right?"

"How do you know he doesn't want to see others suffer and feel guilty?" Lu Siyuan's voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Ling Han turned around and saw Lu Siyuan putting his phone into his coat pocket with a cold expression.

"I guessed."

"You guessed it?" Lu Siyuan replied coldly, "Do you know what kind of person Bai Zice is?"

Ling Han thought, "Could it be that I don't know myself?" Therefore, he said, "He is a very good person. He has talent, looks, and a very noble character …"

His face didn't turn red, but his heart remained calm as he spoke praises, because he really thought so. After he finished speaking, he remembered that his perfect self was no more, and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Lu Siyuan curiously looked him up and down and said, "Are you blind?"

Ling Han was stunned.

"Talent? What other talent could he have other than acting? If you dance like a zombie, you won't even be able to sing properly, yet you say that he has talent? "

"…" What if I want to hit him?

"Your face isn't bad, but it's a pity that you have a bunch of bad habits and are extremely narcissistic. Even your tail is sticking up to the sky."

"…" Ah ah ah, my hands are so itchy!

"Virtuous? He would like to see anyone who has harmed him die a miserable death! "

"…" You're right, but you're holding your breath!

"These problems can actually be endured. What's most unbearable is his IQ. His IQ should be negative, so he ended up like this."

"…" Who gave me a stick to knock him out!

Every time he said that, Ling Han clenched his fists tightly. He knew that he wouldn't be able to get along with Lu Siyuan.

"Bai Zice isn't as terrible as you said, right?" Ling Han gritted his teeth and said, "This is your prejudice."

"Speak the truth."

Ling Han was very angry. He thought this person must be feeling guilty and pain. With his evaluation of Bai Zice, he did not believe that Lu Siyuan would feel sad for Bai Zice's death.

Ling Han thought of Ninja as a king three times and said, "Since you look down on him so much, why did you come to worship him again?"