Chapter 195： Remember to show me

After sending Ye Susu away, Mu Chuqing looked at the invitation card in his hand, turned around, and put it on the desk.

Then, walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the gray weather, feeling very depressed, turning around, Mu Chuqing took the bag and left the office.

Sheng Yuchen's black Bentley stopped at the foot of the mountain in the Western Suburb Cemetery. He hesitated for a long time along the way, and finally came here.

The windshield wipers slid twice on the front window of the car from time to time. He lay on the steering wheel and opened the window to look at the long stairs. The interior of the car was silent, and cigarette smoke curled around the window, covering the dullness. His eyes couldn't see what kind of look was engulfing him.

In four years, how many times has he been here?

Tell this kid how many things he never dared and didn't want to say to others...

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

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

A gorgeous three-piece black suit, exquisitely hand-stitched, and the shirt in front of the front is slightly wrinkled because of the slightly loose fit.

A cool breeze blew from his side, with a few drizzle of rain, falling on his side face, wet the white gauze wrapped around his forehead.

There was a faint tingling on the head, Sheng Yuchen's erect long eyebrows jumped slightly, lowered his eyes and stepped towards the long staircase.

Finding the location in the light of the road, Sheng Yuchen bent over and placed the coloring book with the children's version of "Secret Garden" in his hand and a box of colored lead in front of the monument.

"Start playing this today, remember to let me see after drawing..."

The habitual coldness on Junyi's face has long since disappeared, and the fierceness in his black eyes has also become soft at this moment. The whole person seems to jump from the ice pole to the warm sun all at once, and a soft breath is exuding all over his body.

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

How could it be the same?

Sheng Yuchen's throat moved slowly twice, the drizzle hit the umbrella, and the "rustling" sound seemed to hide too much sadness.

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

"..."

"It's okay, it's all because she loves you so much..."

"..."

"I'm sorry, Dad... I made my mother sad, I know you are uncomfortable, and I am also uncomfortable, because we all love her deeply..."

"..."

"It's my fault for not giving her the best love at the best time! But, I can't just let it go, it hurts her too much, I have to use my life to make up, right? I have to be nice to her , Better for her..."

"..."

There was a bit of choking in the throat, sourness surged up, and he pressed it down.

Sheng Yuchen sighed for a long time: "Alright, almost..."

"..."

Sheng Yuchen didn't speak again, and stood quietly in front of the tombstone, motionless.

Mu Chuqing stood not far away holding a transparent umbrella, watching the long figure standing still in front of the tombstone, motionless, in this gloomy weather, walking through the rain curtain, looking 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 still held back.

qualifications?

Yes!

He has!

He is a father!

She could not refute his identity.

Even if it is hateful!

But she didn't understand, what does he want to do when he is standing here now?

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?