But after listening to it for a long time, she only heard that these two men were for her good, and they didn't mean anything else.

For some reason, Song Qianqian's heart was a little lost. Especially when she heard Ou Yixuan say that the two of them were just friends, she felt very uncomfortable, and even had a feeling of falling out of love.

Song Qianqian shook her head, what was she thinking about! At this time, she was still in the mood to think about something else?

"Brother Mo, haven't you finished talking? If you don't eat breakfast, it's really going to be cold. ”

Song Qianqian stood outside the door, stretching his neck to look at the two men inside who were not very good-looking.

"You're done talking today, aren't you? Mr. Ou?"

Mo Ling turned his head to look at Ou Yixuan, and his ridiculous tone somewhat made Ou Yixuan feel a little unhappy when he heard it.

"Yes, shallow, Mr. Mo and I were about to go to breakfast and you came over. ”

Ou Yixuan raised the corners of his mouth, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

After breakfast, Song Qianqian and his party came to the cemetery. Everyone stood there with solemn faces, and the atmosphere was more oppressive than the dim sky.

Song Qianqian held his father's ashes in his arms and stood next to a tombstone with a sad face.

Behind her stood her relatives and friends, and early in the morning, Lai Ting and Wang Hao also rushed over.

Mother Song was supported by two women of the same age, her face was full of sadness, but she held back her tears and did not let them fall.

My husband used to say that he likes to see her laugh, he likes to see her happy, and he doesn't like to see her cry and sad.

So at the last moment of bidding farewell to her husband, she couldn't let her husband see her sad and tearful.

The light rain in the sky continued to fall, the whole sky was dark and dark, Ou Yixuan held an umbrella with one hand, and supported Song Qianqian's crumbling body with the other.

Song Qianqian held her father's ashes, and with the support of Ou Yixuan, placed them in the tomb dug in advance, she watched her relatives hold shovels and sprinkle soil on the peach black box containing her father's ashes.

When she thought that she would never see her father again, suddenly, like crazy, she pushed Ou Yixuan away and wanted to rush towards the box.

Fortunately, Ou Yixuan reacted in time, hugged her tightly, and hugged her in his arms.

"Let go of me, let go of me, I want my dad, I want my dad......"

Song Qian's shallow voice cried, and her cry broke the hearts of everyone present.

Lai Ting hurriedly stepped forward, took Song Qianqian's hand, and comforted softly, "Qianqian, you want to open a little, people can't be resurrected after death, if you cry like this, your uncle will feel uneasy when he hears it, you think about Auntie, how much pain she endured in her heart didn't cry, how sad she should be when you cry like this!"

Song Qianqian was grief-stricken, she patted her heart and looked at Lai Ting, "Lai Ting, do you know? I hurt here, it hurts very much, my father is still so young, just say that it's gone." What will my mom and I do in the days to come?"

"Shallow, I know that nothing can change this fact now, but you have to be strong, don't forget, how you promised your uncle. ”

Lai Ting held Song Qianqian with both hands and let her learn all this in front of her.

The tears in Song Qianqian's eyes were still flowing down, and the light rain in the sky was still dripping, hitting Song Qianqian's face, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

Song Qianqian leaned on Lai Ting's arms and watched his father's urn buried in the ground.

Although in the process, Song Qianqian wanted to stop it thousands of times and wanted to protect her father's urn in her arms, but she couldn't, just like Lai Ting said, she couldn't let her father go so uneasy.

In the future, she will have to take care of her mother and son, she is an adult, and she can't be so naïve anymore.

After the funeral, Song Qianqian didn't know how he got home. All she knew was that when she got home, she fell asleep on the bed.

She's tired, tired, tired......

By the time she woke up again, it was already dark.

The rain continued to fall outside the window, crackling against the window. Under the dim street lamp, the raindrops that slanted from the sky were like curtains hanging on the doors, which was very beautiful.

Lai Ting was preparing dinner in the kitchen, Wang Hao and Lu Sihao were sitting on the ground fiddling with the puzzles, Ou Yixuan and Mo Ling didn't know where to go. And her mother sat alone on the sofa in a daze.

Song Qianqian walked to her mother's side and gently fell into her mother's arms. Her tears flowed uncontrollably. Song Qianqian wiped her face fiercely with the back of her hand, she didn't know why she was so useless, and she kept crying in front of her mother.

"Shallow, you can go back with everyone tomorrow, your father's affairs have been dealt with, and it is useless for you to stay at home. Besides, Sihao still has to go to school, so it's not okay to delay him in class all the time. ”

Mother Song looked down at her daughter in her arms, and the sad look in her eyes narrowed a lot.

"Mom, I don't want to leave home so soon, let me stay at home with you for a few more days, anyway, Sihao is in kindergarten, and there is no big problem for a few days at night. ”

Song Qianqian is not at ease, even if she is let go now, she will not be at ease.

In the past, there were two parents at home, and no matter what she did, she finally had a companion, but now that her mother is alone, how can she leave with confidence?

"Shallow, listen to your mother, you still have a store in City A, besides, even if Sihao is in kindergarten, you can't just delay his class, if you form a habit, it will be bad. Mother Song stretched out her hand and patted her daughter's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Child, my mother knows that you are not worried about me, you can rest assured, after you leave, I will eat three meals a day on time." Besides, even if you stay at home and stay with your mother every day, your father will never come back. ”

Song Qianqian's body stiffened, she didn't expect that she was not as strong as her mother.

Mom saw through everything and let go of everything, but she was struggling all the time.

"Mom, it's okay for me to go, but I'm really not at ease when you're home alone. ”

"Don't worry, mom is such a big person, she still doesn't know how to take care of herself, it's okay, you can go back with confidence!"

Mother Song smiled slightly, looking at her daughter's appearance very kindly.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong......"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Song Qianqian wiped her tears and got up to open the door.

Opening the door, Ou Yixuan and Mo Ling walked in, followed by an aunt who was somewhat the same age as Song's mother.

Song Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand what this meant? Who is this aunt?

may have seen the confusion in Song Qianqian's eyes, Ou Yixuan pointed to the aunt who had just come in and said to her: "Qianqian, this is Aunt Liu, I invited her to come and be a companion for my mother in the future." ”

Song Qianqian looked at Ou Yixuan with wide eyes, what?

"That's right, shallow, we chatted with my aunt for a while in the afternoon, and she said that she didn't want to leave this house, and then I discussed with Zihao that I would like to help my aunt find a companion, so that you can rest assured. ”

Mo Ling walked to the table and took a glass of water to drink. He and Ou Yixuan looked around for people in the afternoon, and after seeing several people, he took a fancy to this Aunt Liu.

Song Qianqian glanced at Mo Ling, and then at Ou Yixuan, when Mo Ling said the word Zihao in her mouth just now, her heart was about to break out in a cold sweat.

In the morning, the two of them were still tense, how could the relationship have eased a lot in this afternoon?

"Thank you then, Aunt Liu, welcome to my house, this is my mother, you look about the same age. ”

Song Qianqian pulled Aunt Liu to sit on the sofa, looking at the short-haired Aunt Liu, she was tall and dressed very plainly, giving people a very clean feeling and looking very comfortable.

Aunt Liu sat on the sofa, her hands on her knees, her body tense and straight. She looked nervous.

"Aunt Liu, don't be nervous, my mother has a very good personality, you should become very good friends. ”

Song Qianqian took Aunt Liu's hand with a slight smile on her face.

Aunt Liu nodded, looked at Mother Song who was sitting on the sofa opposite, and then lowered her head again.

Mother Song looked at Aunt Liu and said softly, "How old are you?"

Aunt Liu raised her head and replied respectfully, "I'm fifty-nine." ”

"I'm a few years younger than you, so I'll call you Sister Liu. Mother Song said softly, her tone was very gentle.

Aunt Liu nodded and lowered her head again.

"Aunt Liu, in the future, my mother will be the only one in the family, so I will trouble you to take care of it more. If there is anything, you can call us, and when we leave tomorrow, we will write down the mobile phone number in a small book next to the phone, and you can call us if there is anything. ”

Ou Yixuan instructed, after speaking, he seemed to be a little uneasy, got up and took the phone contact book next to the landline, took the pen and began to write: "It's better to write it now, so as not to forget it when you leave tomorrow." ”

Song Qianqian tilted his head and looked at him writing his name and mobile phone number, when he wrote his own name, his hand was obviously stunned, and then he vigorously wrote the three words Lu Zihao, and then wrote his current contact information.

Song Qianqian looked at him and didn't say anything. Of course, he also pretended not to see what he had just done.

She understood that the reason why Ou Yixuan wrote the three words Lu Zihao instead of his real name was because he was afraid that his pretending to be Lu Zihao would be known by her mother, and in this case, her mother should be sad again.

Song Qianqian touched his forehead with his hand, and pretended to continue chatting with Aunt Liu, "Aunt Liu, you will live here in the future, that is my room, if you don't dislike it, live here." I'm leaving tomorrow, and in the days to come, please help me take care of my mother a little more. ”

"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, I'll definitely take good care of the eldest sister, if I don't do it well enough, you can bring it up, and I'll change it immediately." ”

Aunt Liu's eyes looked at Song Qianqian timidly, she had just arrived in an unfamiliar environment, and she was somewhat uncomfortable.