Chapter 1017

Su Wanli stands next to the no longer brand-new tombstone, standing beside Jiang Xuecheng.

And in front of them, there was a baby carriage covered with cloth.

Although the weather is fine today, there is still some flying dust here because of the serious ecological damage.

Su Wan looked solemn and put the white lily bouquet in front of the tombstone.

She reached out her hand and wiped the powerful characters on the tablet.

-- Jiang Xuecheng and Su Wan's Tomb of Aizi.

Dear baby, father and mother are about to leave here. I hope you forgive the selfishness of parents, OK?

If there is an afterlife, I hope you can be reborn into a happy and healthy family.

If If you don't mind, we'd still like to be your parents.

Su Wan prayed silently in her heart, and a fine pain flashed through her heart.

There was fog in the corner of his eyes, but no tears came down.

She had thought about giving the child a name, but she didn't even know the gender, let alone what kind of name she could name.

……

Jiang Xuecheng saw Su Wan's sad appearance and knew that she was touched by the scene.

The child It is the knot they will never forget.

His eyes lingered on the large characters on the stone tablet, and his thin lips could not help but sigh.

--He couldn't imagine what kind of mood Su Wan used to set up this tomb?

Is it guilt? Is it sad? Is it resentment? Or what

He was wrong

However, even if we understand the sins committed at the beginning, the past things can never be compensated.

Jiang Xuecheng stretched out his hand, untied his suit coat and put it on Su Wan directly.

"It's cool here..."

Seeing Su Wan turn his face and the mist in his dark apricot eyes, Jiang Xuecheng suddenly felt that he could not speak.

He moved his thin lips and barely managed to squeeze these words out of his throat.

"If the child has a spirit in heaven, he should not want to see us so sad."

That has never seen the prosperous world of children, in the end will have what kind of eyebrows, what kind of character?

Jiang Xuecheng dare not think about going down.

But Jiang Xuecheng always thinks that if the child is really there, he should be more like Su Wan, like his mother, gentle, tough and kind-hearted.

Su Wan reaches for the suit and coat from jiangxuecheng and smiles bitterly.

Her eyes were dim, but she didn't know what she could say.

In the end, thousands of words can only be translated into such a few words.

"I want to stay here a little longer."

After that, there will be no chance to come here again.

Suzuka didn't even buy the clothes for the first time, even though she didn't wear them for the last time.

Because she didn't know the gender, Su Wan buried several sets of clothes for both boys and girls, as well as all kinds of gadgets that children can use.

Like this, even if there is compensation.

In fact, it's just a way for the living to deceive themselves.

Seeing Su Wan's sad appearance, Jiang Xuecheng is silent for a moment, and finally reaches out to brush Su Wan's hair.

"Well, we'll stay here a little longer."

Jiang Xuecheng has never believed in ghosts and gods, but at this moment, he really hopes that there will be a kind of mysterious existence of reincarnation.

Will the child still want to come to their house?

Jiangxuecheng slowly squatted down and put out the lovely fruits in the fruit basket one by one.

He took out a rabbit he had bought at the cemetery management station before and put it in front of the white lilies. It looked smart and lovely.

After that, Jiang Xuecheng stood up.

He talked to Su Wan in a low voice.

"In the evening, when we go back, we can also buy a tomb in s city. In the future, we can often go to see it and express our sorrow..."

Jiang Xuecheng thought that this proposal would make Su Wan feel better, but as soon as he spoke, Su Wan shook his head violently.

Almost categorically refused.

"No

Jiang Xuecheng was stunned when he heard the speech. He did not understand why Su Wan was so excited to resist.

"Why?"

Su Wan's face was pale. She held out her hand and leaned against the tombstone.

"It's enough for the two of us to remember the pain."

Su Wan said it tactfully, but Jiang Xuecheng reacted abruptly.

Yes, what would they say if they set up a monument in s city after going back?

They had planned to shut up and pretend nothing had happened in the world.

As for this child, even if it is an unknown tombstone, but grandparents, grandparents and parents, what will they think?He and Su Wan lost a child, and they, when they did not know, lost a blood related relative.

Why let so many people experience such pain together?

Jiang Xuecheng was in a trance and couldn't help turning around to take a look at the light blue baby carriage.

"Later, when we go back, how do we say the thing of praying?"

Su Wan was stunned when she heard the speech. She was immersed in the grief of losing her son. She almost forgot that she and Jiang Xuecheng also claimed such a baby.

Su Wanren walks to the light blue baby carriage. She reaches out and uncovers the embroidered cloth cover.

After this period of nurturing, Jiang Qilan children compared with the previous period of time that kind of skinny look to some mellow, but still seems to have no weight.

The little child looked at Su Wan with his black and white eyes as if he had just woken up.

Strangely enough, the child seemed to cry very little, and hardly made any noise when he woke up.

Su Wan was still worried about how to take care of her children. As a result, when she raised Jiang Qi ran by herself, she knew that children could be so worried.

"Ah Well... "

Jiang Qiran blinked his big eyes, and seemed to wonder why Su Wan had been staring at him.

He stretched out his thin, short hand, as if to ask Su Wan to hold him out of the pram.

Su Wan was amused by Jiang Qilan's babbling and ignorant appearance, and the original feeling of grief was also dissipated by six or seven points.

Although it is windy and dusty here, it should be OK to hold the river and pray for breath for a while?

Su Wan reaches out her hand and holds out Jiang Qilan's little pot friend.

Su Wan hugs him, then grabs the child's small short hand and points to the tombstone in front of her.

"Pray, that's your brother No, it may be your sister. We are going to leave here. Can we wave your hand with brother and sister? "

Jiang Qilan listens to Su Wan's words in a muddle, and does not understand Su Wan's meaning at all.

However, seeing Su Wan wave his hand, he also shook his small arm in a similar way.

The little children's eyes are pure and innocent, and their pink lips are bent. They are full of smiles that don't understand the world.

It seems to disperse the sadness in the cemetery