The cemetery has not changed much, as it was a few years ago.

The only difference is that the old man who swept the tomb was no longer there.

Looking at the familiar place, an Xiaojing thought about many things in the past. It was also here that she untied the hatred between her and Leng Yichen for many years.

Before that, I thought Leng Yichen's parents had killed his mother.

Therefore, sometimes she can feel Yu Zhenhuan's mood.

In all have not got the truth before, in the heart only pretends to hate, when really has.

"I seem to understand Yu Zhenhuan now."

She said.

Leng Yichen holds Xiaoli in his arms and walks to the higher stairs.

When she heard an Xiaojing's voice, she stopped and turned around.

"What's the matter? All of a sudden

"I was also a person full of hatred before, so I understand Yu Zhenhuan in particular."

An Xiaojing pulled at the corners of her mouth, and her movements were somewhat bitter.

Leng Yichen shook his head and sighed.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to that man now. I'll find all the evidence. Since his obsession is so deep and he hates me so much, I certainly won't get rid of him so soon. "

Leng Yichen said, then continued to turn around and go forward.

However, he put down the little Li he had just held in his arms. He fell to the ground and climbed up by himself.

An Xiaojing followed the two of them.

"Just ahead."

Leng Yichen points and an Xiaojing nods.

Soon came to the cemetery of the old master of the cold family.

Leng Yichen's grandfather, Leng Lishan, is clearly written on the tombstone.

An Xiaojing looks at the photo above. Her grandfather was not old when she left.

"The day my grandfather left, it was my father's birthday. After that, my grandfather had an accident and my father never had a birthday again."

Leng Yichen said.

His eyes have been smeared with memories.

In the winter sun, it becomes a little shining.

An Xiaojing was fascinated.

"Grandfather, Xiaojing and I, as well as the children, have come to see you."

Leng Yichen began to kneel down, and his whole face was very serious.

An Xiaojing also quickly knelt down.

Xiao Li is learning the appearance of two adults, also in one side, the small body begins to kowtow.

It's a real look.

After that, Leng Yichen said a lot of words to the tombstone, which made everyone feel tearful.

"I remember when I was a child, you taught me how to practice calligraphy. You were very strict with me, but it was an attitude. After that, my handwriting was much better."

Leng Yichen said.

It's all good in his memory.

An Xiaojing is listening.

I am so sad that I have no leisure time to play since I was a child.

When children of the same age are playing, Leng Yichen himself has been learning.

All kinds of learning, ability training.

That's why it's what it looks like today.

An Xiaojing couldn't help sighing.

When Leng Yichen and Leng Lishan said a lot of things that each other didn't know whether they could hear, an Xiaojing thought that this was the end.

But it's not.

She was surprised to see Leng Yichen suddenly from the kneeling position to get up.

And then you go behind the tombstone.

Walking up and down there.

"Yichen, what are you doing?"

An Xiaojing asked.

In the eyes of grave watchers, it is always very unfavorable.

And so many ghost theories.

When an Xiaojing watched Leng Yichen get closer to the tombstone, she couldn't call him any way. She could only pull Xiao Li close to her and stare at Leng Yichen's actions.

Soon, Leng Yichen suddenly grinned as if he had discovered something new and curious.

He seems to have found something different.

And then came over as if nothing had happened.

"What's the matter? What are you doing back there? "

"It's OK."

Leng Yichen shrugged.

"Now that you're back, let's go and have a look at your parents."

She said.

In this cemetery, not only Leng Yichen's grandfather is buried, but also Leng Yichen's father and mother are buried.

Only those who have always had a head and a face in this cemetery can be assigned to such a place as their own cemetery.

Leng Yichen nodded.

Leng Yichen takes the lead, and an Xiaojing follows him, holding Xiaoli's hand.

"Mommy, what are we going to do?"

Asked Xiao Li."Let's go and see your grandparents."

An Xiaojing patiently explained to the child.

Xiao Li nodded vaguely.

Soon, he arrived at the tombstone of Leng Yichen's parents.

However, the family is standing in front of the tombstone.

Xiao Li points to an Xiaojing and asks.

"Only grandma."

Leng Yichen nodded.

"Grandfather's tombstone is not here."

Because when my mother died, I misunderstood my father.

So they were not buried together.

This is what Leng Yichen felt sorry for many years later.

"Mom, I brought Xiaojing and Xiaoli to see you."

An Xiaojing has never heard Leng Yichen call her mother so.

His voice was soft, a voice he had never heard before.

Compared with the love words he said in his ears, they are much more gentle.

It's only in his mother.

Leng Yichen must love his mother very much.

"Xiaoli, call grandma."

"Grandma

Small from soft voice mouth.

Leng Yichen pondered for a long time in front of his mother's tombstone.

Finally sighed, as if all things were relieved.

"In fact, every time I come to the cemetery, I seem to get something."

Leng Yichen spoke truthfully.

An Xiaojing has been looking at his profile.

He has a straight eyebrow on the side and a nose.

They're perfect.

But such a perfect Leng Yichen is a person who has experienced so many sufferings.

Before that, his life was not smooth, was it?

When I was a child, I saw my parents quarrel, my mother died, my father died.

When I was young, I experienced such pain.

How he survived on his own.

"Every time I see so many dead people lying here. I think, a lot of things, what is the significance of fighting for it? What's the point? "

"Well, it's just that most people can't see this and can't understand what you understand."

She said.

Xiao Li suddenly sneezed.

An Xiaojing realized that several people had been standing outside for a long time.

Leng Yichen was also aware of this problem and said goodbye to the cemetery.

The most important thing is to cherish the people in front of you.

His past is so sad, after the life, on the heart of happiness.

Get in the car and turn on the heat.

Take off your coat again.

Put some on her son and an Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing holds Xiaoli in her arms.

Leng Yichen started the engine.

Leaving the cemetery is a relief.

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