Chapter 2892

Xinya used to sit down next to him. This kind of Ye Cong looks heartbreaking.

"Do you know why Ye Yuwei and I are the only names on the tombstone?" Ye Cong relies on the tombstone, even though the memory of the past decades is still clearly engraved in his memory.

Xinya shakes her head.

Ye Cong reaches for her hand and puts it on his knee.

"When Yuwei was 13 years old, there was a fire in the orphanage. No one survived except Yuwei and another arsonist, mother ye and the children in the orphanage."

"Ah --" Xinya gave a low cry and held her mouth.

"I was taken away by my father at that time. When I learned about the orphanage, everything was in ruins." Ye Cong said with self mockery, "Chen Tong said me pitifully, right?" Ye Cong suddenly looks at the new bud.

Bud instinctively nods, father does not love, mother does not love, but also in order to live every day and death training struggle, can not miserable?

"In fact, the happiest time in my life was given to me by my mother ye and Yuwei. It was the time when we were in the orphanage. At that time, Yuwei was totally different from now. Everyone could bully a soft and glutinous bun." Thinking of the past, ye Cong has a smile on his face. "Those two years have become my support for many years later, because I want to come back, because I want to come back to find them, so no matter how tired or cruel, I can survive."

Xinya suddenly reaches for ye Cong's shoulder and loves him.

Ye Cong low smile, holding her arm over his shoulder hand, "in fact, a person's happiest thing is to live with a goal, if not even the goal, that is the most pitiful, so, I am not so pitiful."

"I'll be with you all the time." Xinya murmured and made up her mind that she would treat him better in the future.

"Good." Ye Cong whispered and answered her promise.

Xinya looks up at the woman on the tombstone and swears in her heart that she will give him the home that mother ye once gave him.

God owes him too much.

"That's why you and the young lady are devoted to the social assistance of the orphanage these years, aren't you?" Xinya looks down at Ye Cong. She knows that ye Yuwei often goes to the orphanage and helps the children in the orphanage.

"When you have time, I'll take you to the orphanage." Ye Cong said, bowing his head and kissing Xinya on the back of his hand.

Xinya nodded, "we will often come to see mom in the future."

"Good." Today, ye Cong is surprisingly easy to talk and much more gentle than usual.

They stayed in the cemetery until sunset, and then went back.

Xinya wants to go back to cook, but is stopped by Ye Cong because he orders Xinya not to go into the kitchen again.

New bud secretly rolled his eyes, "but I like cooking, especially for you."

In a word, it's perfectly pleasing to Ye Cong, which seems acceptable.

In order to make do with the time of the new shoots, the crew moved most of her plays forward. The new shoots, which should have been with the crew for four months, became the first to be killed by the whole crew.

In the middle of September, autumn is the strongest.

Xinya and ye Cong drive back to Xinya's hometown.

Xinmiao told her sister on purpose. They drove, but her sister and her brother-in-law went home on purpose.

Xinya just doesn't care about her sister's squeaking, she can go home.

It's just that I feel totally different from last time when I went home. I used to be alone. I took Ye Cong with me during the Spring Festival. This time, I have another little guy in my stomach.

Xinya reaches out and holds Ye Cong, who is driving, on one side of his right hand. When ye Cong turns around, he sees a small face that is no longer flattering and careful. It's a smile specially for him.

He slightly hooked his lips and shook her hand. At this point in his life, he had no regrets.