After Lan Moying left, she was also about to get up and leave. As she left, she looked around again at the room that had struck her so much last night and humiliated her today.

She didn't know where the sadness came from in her heart, and in order to take revenge on Lan Ziyue, she actually took her innocence in her ignorance and met such a cold devil. After discovering that he had designed him, he quietly reversed her design without a trace. and wiped her clean, and treated her with a mocking face, as a joke in his eyes.

Lan Moying really didn't know what she wanted to do at this time, and she didn't expect such a result. So, all the remorse came to my heart, if I listened to my mother's last words before she died, and lived a good life without holding grudges, maybe today's self is another way of life.

Thinking of her mother, Lan Moying suddenly missed her mother very much, especially after suffering all the grievances today, she especially missed her mother lying in Qingyang Cemetery. So, she immediately went to Qingyang Cemetery to see her mother, because today is her mother's birthday.

When she was in Paris, every time she thought of her mother, Lan Moying's originally smiling face would slowly stiffen, replaced by two lines of tears. Once, every time she cried, she would always say: "Mom, I miss you very much, I miss you very much, you wait for me to come back to see you, but now it is not that time." It's the daughter who is not filial, and she won't come back to see you after 10 years. ”

It's been 10 years, she hasn't been to her mother's cemetery to see her in 10 years, she knows that her mother has been lying there lonely for 13 years, and she must miss her very much. Every night when she went to bed, she held a photo of her mother, and when she first came to Paris, she woke up crying in her dreams. When you wake up, it's a strange bed, a strange city.

For Lan Moying, these 10 years are 10 years that he doesn't want to recall. Today's weather is hot and sunny, with summer anxiety, which makes people feel a little irritable.

Because of last night's incident, Mo Ying's mood was extremely heavy. With infinite melancholy and infinite anticipation, Mo Ying walked towards the cemetery where her mother was. Today is the first time she has come back to see her mother in 10 years, her steps are extremely heavy, and she is cold to her mother in her dreams every night.

As she got closer and closer to her mother, she was afraid to see her smiling at her quietly. She will never forget her mother's deathbed instructions to let her forget her hatred and start well, but she really can't do it.

Those two sinister smiling faces have been dangling in front of her eyes for the past 10 years, and she can't get rid of them, she silently said sorry to her mother in her heart, and the hot tears fell silently on the handful of white roses she held in her hand.

Thinking of their mother and daughter, the corners of Lan Moying's mouth rippled with a trace of coldness that no one else could detect.

"Lan Ziyue, if it weren't for your mother and daughter, I wouldn't have encountered what happened last night, let alone your fiancé, a cold-like man. Why does fate always treat me like this? Is it that God just can't allow us to be happy with each other?"

When Lan Moying got closer to her mother's cemetery, the melancholy in her heart became even more intense. If she said that before returning to China, she came back with a lot of hatred, but after all the things last night, she felt more and more that if she continued to be entangled like this, it would be an endless end. She really didn't know what she was going to do, it was a good choice.

The eyes of the yin owl kept flickering in front of her eyes, and the sentence of regret made Lan Moying's heart flutter. Such a man, Lan Moying understands at this moment that it is really a dangerous product, and it is better to stay as far away as possible.

"Mom, you like white roses the most, the unfilial girl came back with the most beautiful roses and a heart that has been thinking for 10 years, you have to forgive the unfilial piety that has not come to see you for 10 years, and at the same time you have to forgive me, I didn't listen to your words before I died, or I wouldn't have made this mess today, and my innocence was gone overnight, and my body and mind were greatly humiliated. Lan Moying held the bouquet of flowers and muttered softly, already bursting into tears in an instant.

She burst into tears as she walked towards the tombstone she knew and was unfamiliar with. When Lan Moying came to the tombstone and saw the portrait of her mother, she burst into tears, and all the grievances and resentment broke out in an instant.

"Mom, why do you want me to forget my hatred? You died so young because of them, and why do you want me to choose to forgive? Mom, did I really do something wrong when I returned to China this time? Am I really wrong if I didn't listen to you properly?"

Lan Moying screamed vigorously at the sky, she wanted to shout out all the grievances of herself and her mother in the past 10 years. Especially last night was a dumb loss, this grievance has nowhere to tell, only in front of her mother's grave, she will put down all her arms, at the moment her mood is complicated, can not be described in any word.

Lan Mu was still smiling quietly there, if she knew underground, she would definitely feel very sorry for this daughter, 10 years of living in a foreign land has completely trained her, so that she is no longer the weak girl when her mother died at the age of 12.

She stared blankly at the desolation of this place, although the grass and trees were verdant and the scenery was pleasant, but she knew that her mother must be lying here very lonely.

She cried and told her mother all the bits and pieces of the past 10 years in France, her happiness, her grievances, and everything she had.

Today, she just wants her mother to share with her all the time she has experienced in the past 10 years. Lan Moying's eyes were hazy with tears, and when she looked up, she saw a familiar figure in the distance walking towards this side.

This figure, she only needs to glance at it, and she knows that it is her father Lan Minghao. I saw that he was holding a large bouquet of white roses that his mother loved and walking towards her location. Lan Moying looked at her father's figure getting closer and closer, and she was full of flavors at this time.

"Do you remember that today is your mother's birthday? Do you remember that you came to see your mother today? Do you remember that your mother likes white roses? Then why didn't you love your mother well 13 years ago? Whatever you do today, is it too late......

Mo Ying got up and put on sunglasses that could cover most of his face, and walked in the opposite direction of Lan Minghao. At this time, she wiped away her tears, and there was a coldness on her face that seemed to be a smile. Because, she herself doesn't know whether to see her father, and the plot of thinking about her father for more than 10 years has made her numb in an instant.

When Lan Minghao came to Xu Yueran's tomb, he saw a large bouquet of white roses lying there quietly, and he froze for a moment. "Who has come to see Yue Ran? How do you know that Yue Ran likes white roses? I know that Yue Ran likes white roses, except for me, there is only Mo Ying, is Mo Ying back?"

He looked around, but there was nothing in the empty cemetery except for a few wisps of wild wind, let alone the shadow of Lan Moying. He hurriedly dialed the phone at home and asked the housekeeper Miss Li Ma Er if she had returned, but the other party's answer disappointed him.

"Perhaps, it was Yue Ran's friend who came to worship her, right? In the photo, she is still smiling in addition to smiling.

In the past 10 years, his daughter, who was snubbed and forgotten by him, ignored him. As he grew older, he became more and more anxious about his daughter, and he deliberately called him several times, but Lan Moying was getting farther and farther away from him, and he didn't answer any calls.

Every year, Xu Yueran's death day and birthday he would come and bring a handful of her favorite white roses, but the two were already separated by yin and yang, and they couldn't see each other for an end. Thinking that his wife, whom he once loved dearly, had left her forever because of her own negligence and emotional disappearance and the intricacies that had happened in it. He regretted his recklessness, and he couldn't help but choke.

When he walked out of Qingyang Cemetery, Lan Moying's mood was extremely complicated. Just now, she saw this father who has missed countless times in the past 10 years. It's not that she doesn't want him, but she can't hug her long-lost father affectionately like someone else's daughter.

The tears on her face slowly dried under the caress of the wind. She consciously raised her head and looked at the sky again, the blue sky was still the same, the white clouds were still the same, and Lan Moying's mood at this time was no longer the same.

"I haven't seen him for 10 years, the moment I saw him, how could I still miss him so much? Once, I kept trying to look at the three of them, crying in front of my Lan Moying and my mother's grave to admit my mistake, am I really wrong?

She shook her long flowing hair, and then walked thoughtfully back to the hotel, feeling that she should forget the past, forget everything that happened in the city last night, and go back to Paris to start over.

Since Lan Moying thought of choosing to forgive, then since everything has become a thing of the past, she feels the need to go home, go to a reunion dinner, say goodbye with a smile and all the past, and then go back to Paris leisurely, and then go about normal work and life.

So, her beautiful figure walked in the sunset, and under the glow of the glow, she stepped on her relaxed steps in the direction of the home she hadn't returned to for 10 years. Perhaps, everything was figured out in an instant, and the mood suddenly changed.