On Sunday morning, Wen Qi went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of white carnations and went to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

The weather was fine, and walking on the mountain road, the wind swept over the green pine trees, with a peculiar smell of pine trees. The mountain where the cemetery is located is not very high, but from a distance, you can see the blue sea, it is said that the feng shui here is very good, Wen Qi is not superstitious, just because he thinks the environment here is good, so he chose this place for his grandmother.

The cemetery is very quiet, and there is a faint solemn atmosphere. Wen Qi gently put the flowers in front of her grandmother's tomb, the photo on the tombstone is the same as the one in her grandmother's bedroom, after her grandmother died, she searched all over the house, but only found a photo album, most of which were photos of her grandmother and students when she was a teacher, and there was no photo of her mother and grandfather, and these two people were forever painful in her grandmother's heart.

She stayed in front of her grandmother's grave for a long time, until there was a sound of footsteps, at first she didn't care, thinking that she had come to pay homage to her relatives like herself, but the footsteps stopped behind her, and she was puzzled, she got up, saw the comer, and turned around again.

Xia Jinyuan stepped forward, placed a bouquet of lilies in front of the tomb, and then bowed towards the tombstone.

"Your mother once said that your grandmother liked lilies the most. ”

"You're mistaken, grandma likes carnations the most. Wen Qi said lightly.

"Wen Qi, does this have to be like this between us? Even if you have prejudices against me, after so many years, it should fade away, do you have to be like your grandmother and your mother?" After eight years, she has become more and more strange, and she can only come to this place in order to see her.

"What qualifications do you have to comment on the relationship between grandma and mother?" Wen Qi looked at him, if it weren't for him, how could his mother and grandmother not see each other.

"If it weren't for your grandmother's stubbornness, she wouldn't have made it like this?"

"You're very good at finding reasons, if it weren't for you, how could they have done this, how could my mother have ended up like that? It turns out that my grandmother didn't think wrong of you in the first place. Wen Qi sneered.

Xia Jinyuan's face is ugly, he is also a figure with a head and a face, and it is really embarrassing to be said like this by his daughter.

"Wen Qi, is dad so unbearable in your mind?"

Childhood used to be happy and joyful, she still remembers the person in front of her holding her little hand to watch the dolphin show, taking her to climb the mountain, and one wall of the house is plastered with pictures of a family of three......

Wen Qi always felt that her life was like a small river, which flowed gently until she was sixteen years old, but then she was swept into a turbulent whirlpool, falling from a high place, this person she used to call her father, completely changed her life.

"How much I loved you, how much I hate you now. She said with a blank face.

At first, she ran away from home, and he thought that maybe it was because of her mother's sudden death, she couldn't stand such a blow, so she was emotionally unstable, and she would get better after a while. However, he didn't know how many times he had come to her over the years, and she went from being emotionally uncontrollable at first, to avoiding him later, and now seeing him as a passerby.

When she left, she once said, "I will never be surnamed Xia from now on, and we will no longer have any relationship with each other." He thought it was just angry talk, but he didn't expect that she actually changed her name,...... Over the years, he has gradually understood that what she said is not angry. She looks very much like Wen Jingyi, but the determination in her bones is very much like her grandmother.

Zhang Min told him that she had gone to see Wen Qi, and he was furious, in his heart, this was his and Wen Qi's own business, and it was a scar in his heart, even if it was Zhang Min, he didn't want her to see it.

Zhang Min cried aggrievedly, "I'm not here for you, I see that you are unhappy all day long, and I want to have a good talk with Wen Qi, but it's ......"

She didn't say it, Xia Jinyuan also knew what the result would be,

Actually, he knew that this time he would not change anything, but he couldn't help but come anyway, he knew that Wen Qi would return to Yangning at this time of year.

"You're going to bring your mother's ashes back to Ningyang?"

"Yes, I'm going to bury my mother and grandmother together, and I think if my mother had a spirit in heaven, she would agree. ”

"Wen Qi, don't go too far, I don't agree with this matter. Xia Jinyuan's face was gloomy.

"I never thought of asking you to agree, if it weren't for the fear that my grandmother would be sad, I would have brought my mother back a long time ago, what, do you think my mother would still be willing to stay in Yunzhou? That place has long been nostalgic for her, I don't think she knows how much she regrets leaving Yangning in the first place. ”

"Don't take it for granted, you're not your mother, how can you know her mind?"

"At least I know that the last person she wants to see is you. ”

Xia Jinyuan was completely enraged by this sentence, "Don't even think about this matter." He growled.

Wen Qi ignored him and turned to go down the mountain. She walked very fast, and before she knew it, she was already in tears, in this world, her dearest people have left her, she is like a duckweed, floating everywhere, but she doesn't know where to go?