Chapter 767

After some time, it was autumn, and the weather gradually turned cool.

Today, there was a drizzle in Shencheng, and the tall buildings near and far were shrouded in gray.

Shao Qin drove to the middle of the mountain, turned a corner and drove to the gate of the cemetery. Yuxuan held up an umbrella and came down from Bentley's back seat. She was shivering with the wind.

I don't know why I dreamed of Li Xiang last night. Although today is not her death day, Yuxuan came to worship. Li Beichen was a little worried. He wanted to accompany her, but Yuzun had a very important meeting. His schedule was very full that day, so he could only let Shaoqin accompany her.

When he left the capital of Huadu, Yuxuan wore a light sweater and a black windbreaker. He thought it was very warm. Unexpectedly, the tomb mountain in the rain was a little cold.

Slender fingers pulled the black windbreaker on his body, and Yuxuan slowly walked towards Li Xiang's tomb. Shao Qin saw that she was depressed and somewhat depressed. He wanted to follow her, but Yuxuan refused. His tall and straight body had to stand by the Bentley and wait for her.

Closer and closer to the cemetery, Yuxuan seemed to feel a little heavy step by step.

I haven't seen Li Xiang for several years.

The year she came back from Canada, Yuxuan was pregnant with a little fierce. Wu Ma, who took care of her daily life, was very conservative. She always said that if she was pregnant, going to the cemetery, which was cloudy and cold, was bad for the fetus.

She didn't want to compromise, but Li Beichen didn't allow her to worship.

It's not that he believed Wu Ma's old words. He really thought that the Yin of the cemetery would affect the fetus, but she was pregnant and it was inconvenient to walk on the mountain. He didn't trust her.

In a flash, six or seven years have passed.

The rain gradually began to rain heavily, and there was a thin white mist in the mountains, and the line of sight was gradually blurred. When I was about to reach Li Xiang's cemetery, I saw a great tall figure with a bunch of lavender in his hand. The drizzle fell on him, but he didn't care.

Yuxuan was stunned at first. She couldn't recognize it for too many years. She didn't know it until a few seconds later.

It's Huo shaoting. Li wants to love a miserable man.

Aware of someone behind him, the man turned sideways.

Seeing the moment of Yuxuan, his handsome face was stunned, and then his low voice was hoarse, "long time no see."

On the tombstone, Li Xiang's picture is smiling, sweet and flawless.

The umbrella in his hand seemed to be unable to hold on. He closed his eyes. Yuxuan said after slowing down for a while, "HMM... haven't seen you for a long time. Is Diandian okay?"

In the past seven years, Dian Dian is eleven years old.

She had leukemia and was very weak from childhood until Huo shaoting, her biological father, donated her bone marrow to her child. Dian Dian could live like a normal child.

When he mentioned the child, the man smiled with a soft and gentle face, "she's very good, and I miss you very much in recent years."

Huo shaoting leaned over slightly and put the bunch of lavender in his hand in front of Li Xiang's tomb.

The wind and rain on the tomb mountain became louder and louder. The rain was fine and soaked into the bone marrow, and the skin was cold. The bunch of lavender trembled alone under the rain curtain.

After a while, he calmly continued, "seven years ago, you ran away from Li Beichen. I tried to contact you, but all failed. Later, he took Diandian to Australia and recently returned to the imperial capital."

She listened to him and nodded.

Huo shaoting seems to want to smoke a cigarette, but he doesn't have an umbrella. The pack of cigarettes is wet. My fingertips felt empty. I pressed the lighter in a lonely way. With a click, Mars lit up and went out. I simply let go.