The next day, Jiang Shuyan didn't go with Song Zhenhua, bought two bouquets of flowers at the nearest flower shop, and then went to the mausoleum.

October 6, the death day of her biological mother, Lin Lu.

Very ordinary tombstone, a small black and white photo, a beautiful and gentle woman with such a loving smile forever, her mother.

Almost instantly, Jiang Shuyan's tears could not be restrained.

Jiang Shuyan knelt down in front of the tombstone, took out a wet paper towel and wiped every part of the tombstone's body and base, wiped it again, wiped it again...... Until it was so clean that it was almost reflective, and her hand finally rested on the picture of the tombstone.

Mom, long time no see.

Mom, my daughter is back to see you.

Mom, my daughter misses you very much, she misses you very much.

Mom, do you miss your daughter?

……

She leaned over and dropped a gentle kiss on the photo.

There was a tear that crossed his cheek, fell gently, and smashed silently on the base, blurring into a circle on the engraved name of Shu Yun.

Mom, I love you.

Jiang Shuyan took a deep breath, took the two bouquets of flowers, and set them up.

"The bunch on the left is given to you by my daughter, and the bunch on the right is given to you by my daughter Dai Awei, she is very busy and has no time to come back, so I asked my daughter to replace her, but she said that when she comes back next time, she will definitely come to see you in person." ”

"My daughter will go to the entertainment industry again, but she has changed her name, identity, and even, face...... If you can still see your daughter, you may not even recognize her now. ”

"I'm sorry, Mom. You gave your daughter that is also a unique look, but because of this, you almost didn't live a day of peace of mind when you were alive, when your daughter became famous, you didn't have a solid heart, and then after a series of vicious scandals, you were always worried about your daughter, but on the surface, you were afraid that because your emotions affected other people, you could only desperately hide your true emotions. ”

……

"The most ridiculous thing is that the last two meetings I met with you before my death turned out to be that I was arguing with you, and even because of my anger, I couldn't even catch up with your last face......"

"In this world, how can she be such a bastard daughter?"

"When I think about it this way, I can suddenly understand that Uncle Shu is going to cut off my relationship and kick me out of the house. Jiang Shuyan suddenly laughed, "Such a bastard daughter, even so unfilial to her own mother, can she still be expected to be filial to a stepfather who is not related by blood?"

……

Jiang Shuyan took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed deeply to the tombstone for a long time.

When I took a step back, I stepped on something.

Jiang Shuyan squatted down, turned over the turf, eggshell?

How can there be eggshells in the mausoleum?!

Jiang Shuyan looked sideways, oh, I remembered, isn't this the tombstone of "her"?

Jiang Shuyan walked over, and it was exactly the same, a very ordinary tombstone, with a black and white photo on it, a familiar and unfamiliar face.

There wasn't much around the tombstone, but some scraps of eggshells had been found between the blades of grass around the base, and it looked like they had been cleaned up.

Jiang Shuyan wanted to laugh a little, how deep of hatred does this have to be to do the thing of smashing eggs at a dead man's tombstone?

She took out her mobile phone, took a photo of the tombstone, and sent it to Song Wei: Look, my tombstone.

Song Wei quickly recovered: "Get out!" I had already gone to see you when you died, and at that time I cried with snot and tears, of course I really thought that you just hung up like this, but what happened? A few days later, a phone call suddenly came asking me to pick you up, and I thought you were returning to the soul or cheating the corpse.

Jiang Shuyan smiled, put away his phone and prepared to leave.

At this moment, not far away, an old man, wearing a pair of gold-framed glasses, a thoughtful black suit and leather shoes, his hair neatly combed, holding two bouquets of flowers in his hand, and a white cane on the other side, like an old gentleman, walked slowly, step by step, towards this side.

Jiang Shuyan suddenly couldn't move his legs.

His hair was gray, thinner than before, and his back was a little hunched.

Shouldn't he? He's not fifty-four years old now? Why does he look so old?

……

In fact, Shu Jingwen noticed a young girl standing in front of him, but he was only here to sweep the grave of his family or relatives and friends, and he didn't think much about it, until he walked in front of his wife's tombstone and saw that there were two more bouquets of flowers in front of the tombstone, and even the entire body of the monument was obviously wiped cleanly.

The girl next to her hadn't left yet, and was even looking at herself, and her eyes were ...... It's weird.

"It's ...... Did you put it?" asked Shu Jingwen with a smile.

The girl was stunned and didn't seem to react.

Shu Jingwen smiled and asked again, "This young lady, may I ask, is this the flower you sent?"

The girl nodded.

"What about you...... Do you know the owner of this tombstone?"

The girl still nodded.

"Then what is the relationship between you and her? Are you her former student?" He actually wanted to ask if it would be Xiao Yun's former friend or something, but soon found that although she was standing in front of Xiao Yun's tombstone, Xiao Yun's tombstone had not been wiped by anyone, and there were not even flowers.

Even if there are two handfuls on his wife's side, none of them are given to Xiaoyun.

Naturally, there is no need to ask such questions.

The girl was stunned again and did not answer.

"It's okay if it's inconvenient to say. Shu Jingwen smiled and said, "I am her husband, my name is Shu Jingwen." Then, whoever you are, I thanked her for your flowers. ”

When she heard this, the girl raised her eyes again, almost rudely, and looked straight at him, and after a long time, finally popped out two words: "No." ”

Then the girl turned around and strode away, and after a few steps out of the house, she even changed to a running one.

It's like escaping.

Shu Jingwen sighed, put down his cane, two bouquets of flowers, first put down a bunch for his wife, then hugged the other bunch, walked to Shu Yun's tombstone next to him, did not put it directly, but put it next to him first, took out a few tissues, wet them with mineral water, and then wiped the dust on the stele little by little, and then put the flowers on it.

"Xiaoyun, Dad has come to see you. ”

"It doesn't matter if the world forgives you or not, Dad has already forgiven you anyway. ”

"So Xiaoyun, are you willing to forgive Dad?"

……

Jiang Shuyan's handbag fell, and he found it after walking far away, so he had to pour it back and get it.

Then, she saw that Shu Jingwen was kneeling in front of "her" tombstone, holding paper, pouring mineral water, little by little, carefully, wiping the dust off the tombstone.

She heard it, and Shu Jingwen whispered to the tombstone: "Xiaoyun, Dad has come to see you." ”

She heard, "Daddy forgive you." ”

She heard, "Will you forgive Daddy?"

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