Lu's mother's love for her daughter is true, but in order to protect her family's face, it is also true.

Father Lu on the side looked at Lu Wanqing like this, with a look of disgust on his face.

She seemed to be really stupid, and just stood there, staring at one place tightly, not saying a word, not making a move.

After thinking about it, his eyes lit up, and he said to Lawyer Zhao, "Lawyer Zhao, is it inconvenient for Fang to take a step to speak?"

Lawyer Zhao looked at Father Lu suspiciously, nodded and said, "Let's go, go to the lounge." ”

Lu Mu stayed where she was, looking at Lu Wanqing, trying to shake her up from such a situation, but Lu Wanqing didn't react at all.

I only heard Lu Mu sobbing and saying, "What can I do!"

No matter what she said, Lu Wanqing just didn't react at all.

......

The cemetery near the city.

Li Jichuan has been here for a week in a row.

Don's only grave where the ashes are buried is next to her mother.

He stood in front of Tang's only grave, and placed the two bouquets of flowers in his hand in front of the two graves as if they had been every day of the week.

"Only, I've come to see you. ”

Li Jichuan's eyes were blue and black, and during this time, he had not slept well at night.

Looking at Tang Weiwei's smiling look on the tombstone, he actually felt that Tang Weiwei, who laughed from the bottom of his heart, seemed to have never seen it at all.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, looked down at Tang's only photo, and said, "The last time I came to see my mother, I didn't even notice that you looked very similar to your mother." ”

The only Tang on the photo and the only mother of Tang next to him really look alike.

Li Jichuan really noticed it for the first time.

He stayed in the cemetery for half an hour before he squatted down, gently sorted out the new bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, and said, "Only, I'll come to see you tomorrow." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left with some reluctance.

After taking a few steps, he was about to turn his head and glance at the tombstone, as if Tang Weiwei was standing there now, watching him leave.

Coming out of the cemetery, Fang Yue saw Li Jichuan come out, so he opened the car door for him.

"Let's change the bouquet tomorrow, I remember the only thing I don't like when it smells too good. ”

Li Jichuan's faint voice came from the back row of the seat, and Fang Yue was shocked when he heard it.

This is not the first time Li Jichuan has said such words, but every time Fang Yue listens to it, he feels an inexplicable feeling of sadness in his heart.

"Well, good. ”

After responding, he started the car.

Li Jichuan, who was sitting in the back seat, did not respond, but closed his eyes gently, as if he was resting.

Also, during this time, since his wife's accident, Mr. Li basically hasn't had a good rest.

Thinking of this, he adjusted the temperature in the car to a very suitable temperature and started the car.

After the car left, I saw a white car parked at the entrance of the cemetery.

The person who got out of the car was Shen Yuchen, and he was holding a woman in a long white dress in his hand.

Now that the weather has warmed up, it is a little hot in the city at noon, wearing a thick cotton jacket.

The woman in white wore a long tweed coat over her, the same as her skirt, reaching to her ankles.

Wearing white high-heeled leather shoes with pearl buckles on her feet, she looks like a woman from an old movie.

But without looking at her face whiter than paper, you don't feel that her thin body might be blown down by the wind now.

Shen Yuchen had tenderness on his face, stretched out his hand to pin the broken hair on the woman's forehead behind her ears, and then said, "Xiaoyi, is it cold?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyi shook his head and said, "It's not cold." Are we here to see your mother today?"

It was a very hoarse and deep female voice, and if it weren't for her appearance, probably no one would have thought that such a business came from the mouth of a young woman.

He hooked his lips and smiled, "No, but a very important person for me, and a very important person for you." ”

Xiaoyi nodded as if she didn't understand, and then said, "I know." ”

Then, he followed him in.

As they walked to the cemetery, they stopped in front of a tombstone.

Shen Yuchen put the flower he was holding in front of a tombstone, but there was already a very fresh bouquet in front of the tombstone.

Xiao Yi behind him asked, "Who put this?"

Shen Yuchen heard the voice, turned his back to Xiao Yi, a very uncomfortable look flashed in his eyes, and then said, "Maybe it's in charge of the cemetery, isn't there a new bouquet of flowers every month?"

Xiao Yi still nodded as if she didn't understand, looked at Shen Yuchen's tombstone with flowers, and then said, "This person looks really familiar......

After saying that, she felt a sharp pain in her head.

Shen Yuchen heard her words, so he turned around and hugged her tightly in his arms and said, "Okay, okay, don't think about these things if you don't want to think about them, it's not good for your body." ”

Xiaoyi felt better when she heard his soft soothing voice, and then said, "I, I want to go home......"

But he said: "You say goodbye to this aunt, we are going abroad, maybe we won't come back in the future......"

These words seem to be sighing.

Xiaoyi seemed to listen to him very much, so he nodded and said to the tombstone: "I think you are very familiar, but I can't remember who you are, since Yuchen said let me say goodbye to you, I think you should be a very important person before I lost my memory...... Goodbye, if I have a chance in the future, I will come to see you with Yuchen again. ”

She seemed to be enduring the headache, but when she said goodbye, she was unusually serious and sincere, as if the person in front of her was really someone she knew.

Hearing what she said, Shen Yuchen hugged her tightly and said, "Let's go." ”

"Good ......"

Xiaoyi felt a little reluctant, and after walking a few steps, she even glanced back at the young and beautiful woman in the photo, but as soon as her eyes moved, she saw the tombstone next to this tombstone.

The photo posted on it is very familiar, even more familiar than the photo on the tombstone that made Shen Yuchen stop and stay.

"Yuchen ......"

She spoke suddenly, stood still, pointed to another tombstone and said, "That woman...... And who are they? Why do I think they are so familiar, why do I feel so familiar here?"

Xiaoyi's face was full of pain, looking at Shen Yuchen with a pitiful look.

Shen Yuchen's heart tightened, and he looked in the direction of her finger, and said with a little coldness in his eyes: "That one is no one, just a passerby, the origin of the owner of this tombstone, after you get in the car with me, I'll tell you well, okay?"