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"Help me look up information on Yan Hai."
I called the private detective and then asked the butler for Yan Feng's diary from his youth.
"He Li, are you okay?"
Yan Feifei looked a bit scared when she saw me.
"How come you're so calm? Aren't you falling apart at all?"
"Why would I fall apart?"
I glanced at Yan Feifei lightly.
After realizing that the one I loved was not Yan Feng, but Yan Hai, I felt completely at peace.
Because I could finally divorce Yan Feng without any guilt.
"He Li, you really are something else."
Yan Feifei teased me, "Every time I talk to you, I forget what I've said; it seems like you have no impression of it at all."
Yan Feifei was right.
My memory is indeed poor.
I only remember things I want to remember.
As for things I don't want to remember, I automatically filter them out.
Soon, I found the address of Yan Hai's grandmother's house.
I packed my things and got ready to leave.
Just as I was on my way, Yan Feifei sent me a message.
"He Li, bad news, Yan Feng bought a plane ticket!"
"Where is he going?"
I asked Yan Feifei.
Yan Feifei replied, "He should be going to find Lynn Yueyue."
"Oh."
I turned off my phone.
At this moment, I am already on my way to find Yan Hai.
I close my eyes, and his image fills my mind.
I can finally go look for him.
After searching for a long time, I finally found Yan Hai's grandmother's house.
But that place has already fallen into disrepair.
The iron is covered in rust, and the yard is overgrown.
I asked a lady nearby,
"Excuse me, does Yan Hai live here?"
"Who are you to Yan Hai?"
The lady looked at me with a strange expression.
"I am..."
I was about to speak when the lady interrupted me: "I know who you are."
"Yan Hai is my savior."
"You must be his girlfriend, right?"
The lady looked at me and suddenly sighed.
"I..."
I was about to explain when the lady spoke again: "Are you here to find Yan Hai to repay him?"
"Yan Hai saved me."
"That was a long time ago."
The lady gazed at the overgrown grass in the yard, her expression heavy:
"Ever since Yan Hai died, I have not seen him again."
"Yan Hai is dead?"
Hearing the lady's words, my mind exploded with shock.
"You didn't know?"
The lady looked at me in surprise: "A year ago, there was a child who drowned.
Yan Hai drowned in the river while trying to save that child."
"You didn't know about this?"
Auntie said to herself, "At Yan Hai's funeral, many people came to attend. Everyone said he was a good person, what a pity..."
I didn't listen to the rest of Auntie's words.
I just felt that this world was absurd.
I loved the wrong person, and by the time I realized who I truly loved, that person was already dead.
I arrived at the cemetery.
Yan Hai's tombstone was very clean, and fresh flowers were placed on it.
I sat alone by Yan Hai's grave all night.
The next day, Yan Feng came.
He held flowers in his hand and, upon seeing me sitting by Yan Hai's grave, his eyes were filled with disgust.
"He Li, you really spare no effort."
"To entangle me, you won't even leave my brother's grave alone."
Yan Feng looked at me as if I were something filthy.
"Yan Feng."
I sat on the ground, weakly looking at him:
"Can you not talk to me? I really can't be bothered to deal with you."
"He Li, what do you mean?"
After hearing my words, Yan Feng suddenly became very angry:
"So you don't even want to pretend anymore?"
"Yan Feng, can you not cross my bottom line?"
I closed my eyes, not wanting to see Yan Feng's face.
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