Cut Off (8)
Editor: Caron_
The sun rose higher and higher as the weather got hotter and hotter. Han Zhifan, whose forehead was full of sweat, showed no signs of leaving.
Time gradually passed by. After sunset approached and the light gradually dimmed again, Han Zhifan turned his head to glance at the gravestone beside him.
Since he arrived in the morning till now, he hadn't said a word. All of a sudden, he moved his lips. "Lili, I have to leave again. Next time, when I have time, I'll come see you again..."
Like before, after Han Zhifan bid farewell on his visit to see Han Zhili, he would get up and leave. However, this time, he sat on the ground without moving an inch.
He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket. After taking two puffs, he then said, "Lili, are you blaming me? Blaming me for treating her so well lately..."
"Lili, don't be mad. I'll never do that again... At the time, I was soft-hearted and pitied her..."