The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging. The cold and dry wind swept across Xia Xiran's soft face, bringing a slight tingling.

Recalling the past, parting bitterly, tears in my eyes, and sighing for the present. Xia Xiran returned to the apartment accompanied by Gu Niancheng, and the moment he saw Cheng Siqi's parents, tears moistened his eyes.

In this situation, any words of comfort pale in comparison. Xia Xiran had the heart to tell the second old child, but he felt a great responsibility. Fear gives them hope and plunges them deeper into disappointment.

She thought that if she couldn't give her child a complete and stable home, even if she gave birth to him, she would suffer a sin, so she might as well go together.

Therefore, Xia Xiran only chatted with the second elder about Cheng Siqi's old affairs all morning, and never mentioned the child's affairs, and Gu Niancheng, who was accompanying him on the side, looked at the sadness and joy in his heart.

He was afraid that she would be bound by the Cheng family for the rest of her life, and he was afraid that she would not be able to think about it, so he was in a dilemma with both hands.

When it was time for lunch, Gu Niancheng pouted everyone to go out for lunch. The four of them had bad appetites, so Xia Xiran's abnormality naturally did not arouse too much suspicion from the second elder.

But in all fairness, Gu Niancheng was still very worried. He was afraid that the second elder of the Cheng family would see the clue and know about Xia Xiran's pregnancy.

After all, there are things that can be ignored when you don't know, but when you really know, it's hard to turn a blind eye.

Everyone has the heart of licking calves. Even though Xia Xiran identified Cheng Siqi as a person in her heart, she would also find another good match for the sake of the child, which Gu Niancheng never doubted.

He grew up with her and knew her well. Yu Xia Xi said that she lacked the care of her parents since she was a child, and she would never let the baby embark on her old path.

And the thoughts of the two elders of the Cheng family are not difficult to speculate, they are naturally willing to accept this child. But it's hard to say what will happen in the future.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was weird, and Gu Niancheng peeked at Xia Xiran from time to time, and his heart was full of thoughts, afraid that she would leak her mouth.

However, before seeing Cheng Siqi's cold body at the funeral home, Xia Xiran was tight-lipped, and Gu Niancheng's worries also passed the first stage.

Now, it's time for a critical moment.

Looking at his lover's cold and pale face and angular facial features, the past came to mind one by one. Xia Xiran couldn't help himself, a pair of soft hands covered his knuckled palms, his thumbs stroked back and forth, and tears involuntarily slipped down and dripped on his middle finger.

Xia Xiran hurriedly took out a tissue from her pocket to wipe her tears, and wiped Cheng Siqi's cold hands by the way, after all, this is also in the public, she can't get out of control.

The stiff and inelastic fingers and the neat but distinctive clothing all show the passing of the living, but a black mole on the second knuckle of Cheng Siqi's middle finger is nowhere to be found, which is reverie.

If you want to say that the strange place is not known here, when Cheng Siqi's body was found, he was dressed a little differently than when he came to the institute that day.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Cheng Siqi left other clothes in the institute, after all, the institute has also exploded now, and many things are impossible to examine.

In addition, there are some indescribable feelings, Xia Xiran only cared about being uncomfortable and sad when he first saw it, so he didn't care too much.

When her mood calmed down a little, she always felt that the person in front of her was very unfamiliar, and she couldn't say what was wrong, but it was very different.

Xia Xiran didn't have time to think deeply, his mind was disturbed, the staff of the crematorium were discussing some precautions with Cheng Siqi's parents, and it was noisy and noisy, and it was impossible to be quiet for a moment.

When witnessing Cheng Siqi's body being slowly pushed into the cremation room, Xia Xiran's tears burst out of his eyes, and his former affection was like a surging river, gone forever.

"It's okay! Don't be afraid, there's me!"

A little tear stain showed Xia Xiran's weak posture, and Gu Niancheng couldn't help but feel pity. He tensed his nerves throughout the whole process, for fear that she would leak her mouth and be tied up by the child.

At this point, Gu Niancheng knew that she had no intention of telling the second child of the Cheng family, and he was relieved, and even a little lucky.

Returning from the crematorium, the silent and cold atmosphere tore Gu Niancheng's fiery heart, and he had a stomach full of words to say to her, but he didn't know how to speak.

For several days, Gu Niancheng stayed by Xia Xiran's side and attended Cheng Siqi's funeral with her.

At first, everyone was sobbing and confused in a sad atmosphere, but after a long time, Cheng's mother noticed the slightest affection.

After all, at this age, she can still see some love things. Gu Niancheng looked at Xia Xiran's eyes, with all kinds of tenderness, he would bow down in person, and do his best at Cheng Siqi's funeral, which made people can't help but be careful.

Her own children are not blessed, and Cheng's mother doesn't want to delay Xia Xiran's happiness. She shouldn't have interfered in this kind of thing, but Xia Xiran felt sorry for herself all the time, and she couldn't be indifferent after all.

"Good boy, you've worked hard these days, sit down and rest!"

The funeral was almost done, and Cheng's mother specially asked Xia Xiran to see Cheng Siqi's old childhood photos after dinner.

The little man grew up and learned to walk and eat. Then it's time to go to school and fall in love......

Xia Xiran had almost never seen these photos, and she didn't want to take away the memories between their mother and son, so she only glanced at them and didn't say a word.

"Auntie, I'm fine!"

"You, you're crying every day, and you're saying it's okay? Now that Siqi is gone, you should also plan for yourself!"

Xia Xiran didn't know how much she had heard, but she was still shocked when she heard these from Cheng's mother's mouth.

"Auntie, I'm ......"

Before Xia Xiran could show her thoughts, Cheng's mother interrupted, "Child, you are still young and have a bright future, your life can't just pass." ”

"I ......"

We who don't know how to show tenderness still think that martyrdom is just an old rumor.

A song of Jiangnan sounded in her ears, and her life was boring for herself, but others cherished it! What is this feeling?

"That young man named Gu Niancheng is good-looking and a good person. Isn't it for you that he came here to be busy! Good boy, listen to Auntie's advice, for a woman, finding a reliable husband and having a healthy child is more important than anything else. ”

Child......

An indescribable complex mood lingered in his heart, Xia Xiran tightened the pillow in his arms, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and replied lightly.

"Auntie, I understand what you said, it's me who is not blessed, and I have nothing to do with Siqi. ”

"Don't say that, you, you are so painful, you will definitely be happy in the future. Siqi's spirit in heaven will also bless you. ”

"Hmm!"

The wind in Zhonghai is moist and soft, cold and moist, which makes people feel a little cool, but not cold.

She's going back to school in a few days, and if she doesn't go back, the year will be in vain. At this moment, time is extremely important to Xia Xiran, not only related to children, but also closely related to his own learning career.

Although the future is still unclear, she has given birth to this child. Walking in the desolate but lonely alley, Xia Xiran unconsciously remembered Cheng Siqi. His company, his smile, so real, but like a dream.

"Brain Gong, will you resent me for not telling my uncle and aunt about the baby? I want to, but I don't dare. I'm not afraid that they will doubt the child, but I am worried about the future. I don't know what else will happen, I don't have enough courage to face it now, so I can only keep my mouth shut. ”