Chapter 196

Seeing off Ye Su Su, mu Chuqing looks at the invitation in her hand, turns around and puts it on her desk.

Then, go to the French window, looking at the gray weather, the heart of severe depression, turned, mu Chuqing left the office with a bag.

Sheng Yuchen's black Bentley stops at the foot of the mountain in the western suburb cemetery. Along the way, he hesitates for a long time, and finally comes here.

From time to time, the wiper slides on the front window of the car. He lies on the steering wheel, opens the window and looks at the long ladder. The car is quiet, and the cigarette smoke curls in the window, covering the dark eyes. He can't see what kind of expression is in the end.

How many times has he been here in four years.

How much to say to this child that he never dared and didn't want to say to others

Taking a deep breath, he took his umbrella and opened the door.

Under the black umbrella, there is also a long black figure.

A gorgeous three piece black suit, exquisite hand sewing, front shirt because slightly loose and some folds.

A cool wind came from his side, and a few drizzles fell on his side face, wetting the white gauze wrapped around his forehead.

There was a stabbing pain on his head. Sheng Yuchen's long eyebrow jumped slightly. He lowered his eyes and walked towards the long ladder.

Familiar with the road to find a location, Sheng Yuchen bent over, will be reflected in the hands of the "secret garden" children's version of the coloring book, there is a box of color lead placed in front of the monument.

"Start playing this today, and let me have a look after painting..."

The usual coldness on Junyi's face has disappeared, and the sharpness in his black eyes has become soft now. The whole person seems to jump from the ice to the warm sun all of a sudden, with a soft breath all over his body.

That is different from any kind of tenderness when facing Chang Chu.

How could it be the same?

Sheng Yuchen's throat slowly moved two times, drizzle hit on the umbrella, "rustle" sound seems to hide too much sadness.

"See you again... Mother, are you scared?"

“……”

"It doesn't matter. It's all because she loves you so much..."

“……”

"I'm sorry, Dad... I've made my mother sad. I know you feel bad, and so do I, because we all love her so much..."

“……”

"It's my fault not to give her the best love at the best time! However, I can't just let go and give her too much hurt. I have to use my life to make up for it, right? I have to be good to her, better to her... "

“……”

There was a lump in his throat, sour and astringent, and he pressed it down again.

Sheng Yuchen sighed: "fast, fast..."

“……”

Sheng Yuchen didn't speak any more, standing quietly in front of the tombstone, motionless.

Mu Chuqing, holding a transparent umbrella, stood not far away, looking at the tall figure standing in front of the tombstone, motionless. In this dark weather, through the rain, she looked sad and desolate.

At the first sight of him, she once wanted to rush over, let him roll, let him roll far away.

What qualifications does he have to stand here?

Later, she held back.

qualifications?

Yes!

He has!

He's a father!

She could not refute his identity.

No matter how hateful it is!

Just, she didn't understand, what is he standing here now, trying to do?

Is this child important to him?

But why stand here in such a sad posture?

Sorry?

He should be sorry, shouldn't it be the child in Chang Chu's stomach?