Nalan Chunbo takes Wenshan to the tombstone. People come to clean Yedi's grave regularly, and Nalan Jing often comes. At the moment, there is Yedi's favorite peony flower in front of the tombstone. It can be seen that Nalan Jing airlifted it from China at a high price. Maybe he just left.

The girl in the photo is 14 or 15 years old, with a gentle smile in her bright eyes.

"What a beautiful little girl." Wenshan can't help breathing out.

"This is my mother." Nalan Chunbo said, squatting down and touching the picture on the tombstone.

Wen Shan

Wenshan suddenly looked at the little girl in the photo, and the corner of her mouth slightly drew, "ah, aunt is so childlike."

"My mother died when she was fifteen." Nalan Chunbo said again.

Wenshan's last struggle was also broken, and now there was only embarrassment left.

How is she going to save her now?

Nalan Chunbo looked back at Wenshan, who was embarrassed. "Don't feel embarrassed. I couldn't accept it at first, so --"

Wen Shan Yi a, continue to blink a pair of innocent big eyes looking at Na LAN Chun Bo.

Since Nalan Chunbo has brought people, he naturally wants to tell her everything, so Nalan Chunbo has nothing to hide and tells Wenshan all the things in that year.

Nalan Chunbo seems to be telling other people's stories, his voice is still elegant, elegant like Wenshan is about to fall asleep baby, and he, for his beloved children will tell the story.

But at the end of the day, Wenshan was crying.

She always said that she loved him, but she didn't know that he was crazy because he was so stimulated.

He said she didn't know him.

She retorted, saying she understood, she knew what he liked to eat, what he liked to use, and she knew a lot about him.

But I don't know what he is most afraid of.

Wenshan suddenly put her hand around Nalan Chunbo and said in a dull voice, "you are not dirty, and you have the best mother in the world, a mother greater than any other mother."

Nalan Chunbo reached out and held her body that could be completely embedded in her body. "If I could control myself at the beginning, maybe I wouldn't hurt you." He said, dropping a kiss on her neck, on the clear scar.

Wenshan even shakes unconsciously, her legs are a little soft, so her hand around his neck is more and more powerful.

"If you can still be rational in that situation, it's too rational. People who are too rational are terrible." Wen Shan said, let go of his neck, put down his toes, slightly tilted his head and looked at Nalan Chunbo.

Nalan Chunbo is also looking at her, and finally leads her hand to face the girl on the tombstone.

"Mom, her name is Wenshan. She is a kind girl like you." With that, Nalan Chunbo looks at Wenshan.

Wenshan's face was slightly red, but she still looked at the person on the tombstone and said seriously, "Auntie, I'm Wenshan. Don't worry, I'll take good care of Nalan's father for you. I'll take good care of him."

Nalan Chunbo looks at Wenshan, who is serious, and clenches her hand more and more.

Wen Shan finished, bowed to the tombstone, and then looked at Nalan Chunbo.

Nalan Chunbo raised his hand to touch her head, and stood in front of the tombstone for a while before taking Wenshan away.

But after going down the mountain, Wenshan always felt that something was wrong. She just saw the date on her aunt's tombstone.