The next morning, Qiao Yu cooked longevity noodles for Enoch.

After breakfast, Qiao Yu and Xia Ning take Enoch to Santa Maria cathedral.

A few days in advance, she contacted St. Mary's Cathedral, so when they arrived, there were nuns waiting for them.

After a few words with nuns, Xia Ling takes Qiao Yu and Enoch to walk on the grass behind the church.

Although it's September, the grass is still green here.

After burying the child here, Xia Ling asked people to donate a million pounds a year.

She wants to give her the best environment.

Xia Ling looked ahead and said in a low voice, "when she was born, she was wrinkled, very small."

She tried to recall the scene, when she woke up that day, sitting in a wheelchair, only saw the boy in the incubator, and a girl was gone.

She asked Zheng Ziming for a long time before he took her to see her.

She holds her, she is really light, her body is cold and makes people tremble, she cries for her desperately, but she doesn't move.

At that moment, she wanted to exchange her life for hers.

She cried, cried and hated her previous stupidity. It was she who caused the tragedy.

In fact, she does not hate Qiao Yu so much as herself.

"Mom, does my sister look like me?" Enoch asked suddenly.

Xia Ling looked back at her son, thought about it and said, "my sister doesn't look like you. She looks like her mother."

"That sister must be very beautiful!" Enoch said immediately.

Xia Ning nodded, "well, it's beautiful." She was too young, in fact, she could not see her facial features at all, and at that time, she was immersed in the sadness of losing her, where had the heart to see who she looked like, so now, she did not remember what she looked like, but there was an image in her mind, which belonged to her daughter alone.

Qiao Yu clenched Xia Ning's hand, looked at her and said seriously, "it looks like you are the best. You can be liked everywhere."

Xia Ning looks at Qiao Yu and understands what he means. Even if their daughter is not in the world and goes to heaven, she is also a beloved little princess, little angel.

So she named her angel.

"Just ahead." Xia Ning looks ahead.

After 20 meters, the family came to a tombstone.

Qiao Yu put Enoch down. Enoch sat on the ground, touched the tombstone, looked at his mother and asked, "Mom, is my sister here?"

"Well!" Xia Ning squatted down, put the flowers in front of the tombstone, looked at her son and said, "say hello to my sister quickly."

"Well!" Enoch nodded, looked at the tombstone and said seriously, "Hello sister, I'm brother. This is the first time we've met, but I promise I'll be nice to you."

"What are you going to do to your sister?" Asked Xia Ling.

Enoch replied, "in the future, my delicious food and toys will be given to my sister. I will draw for her and send her flowers..."

"Well, my sister will love it." Xia Ling touches her son's head and looks at the tombstone. Although it's unfair to her daughter, she has put it down. She also hopes that her daughter won't blame her in the kingdom of heaven. She hopes that she will be as carefree and happy as she expected.

At this time, Qiao Yu squatted down beside him. He looked at the tombstone, his eyes flashing, and he was ready to express his emotions. He whispered: "angel, I'm Dad..."

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