At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the cemetery on the outskirts of H City. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Today's cemetery management office seems very nervous, because today this cemetery has a big person.

Mo Zhen, the richest man in China, came to this cemetery in this rainy winter.

He was followed by a group of bodyguards in black suits, and Mo Zhen was also wearing a black suit, but those with a discerning eye could see at a glance that the suit Mo Zhen was wearing was much more high-end than those bodyguards.

Mo Ran was wearing a long black dress, and her long blue and silver hair was scattered behind her head, fluttering in the wind.

Leng Feng is also wearing a black suit and a pair of sunglasses, looking like a bodyguard.

He followed Mo Ran, holding an umbrella for her. This is the first time he has done something for Mo Ran, because in the past, Mo Ran rushed to hold the umbrella, but this time it was an exception.

Hua Yong held an umbrella for Mo Zhen, and the four of them walked into the cemetery step by step.

At this time, the entire cemetery has been blocked by Mo Zhen's bodyguards, and it just so happens that no one else comes to worship today, so it also saves a lot of trouble.

It's no wonder that with today's weather, no one wants to go out.

With temperatures close to freezing, cold winds blowing, grey skies and constant light rain, everyone will be in a bad mood today.

The ground is wet, and stepping on it will shake up some standing water. Leng Feng and Mo Ran walked side by side, and the cold wind blew on their bodies, causing their hair to sway constantly.

Leng Feng's hair had been cut much shorter, he had cut it in one of the most famous barbershops in New York before boarding the plane, and now his hair looked handsome, with oblique bangs, not short, but not long.

Mo Ran didn't say a word until now, she was holding a bouquet of lilies in her hand, and the cold wind blew through her body, but it didn't take away her sadness.

Facing Mo Ran's emotions, Leng Feng didn't say anything, he could understand Mo Ran's sadness, because he was like this before. Whenever Leng Feng sat in front of Mu Shiyun's tombstone, he would change as if he were a different person.

So now, looking at Mo Ran like this, he will say anything, and he will not be stupid enough to make her happy.

Mo Zhen's mood was not much better, his already somewhat old face was full of sadness, whenever he remembered the night his wife died, his mood was similar to Mo Ran's, only slightly stronger than her.

Not long after, the crowd stopped in front of a towering tombstone.

This is a large tomb, and the tombstone made of granite is engraved with the words "Ye Xiaoxuan's Tomb".

There is also a photo of Ye Xiaoxuan when she was young on the tombstone, her appearance is similar to Mo Ran, but she looks much more mature than Mo Ran.

Mo Ran slowly walked to the tombstone, and the cold wind followed her, holding an umbrella for her to prevent the rain from dripping on her body.

Mo Zhen stood aside, he didn't step forward, just looked at Mo Ran's every move.

Under the gaze of everyone, Mo Ran slowly squatted down and placed the lily in his hand in front of the tombstone.

"Mom...... I've come to see you......" Mo Ran murmured softly, the corners of his mouth trying to outline a smile, but there were tears rolling in his eyes.

Mo Zhen also stepped forward at this time, slowly squatted down, and placed the lily in his hand in front of the tombstone like Mo Ran.

"Xiaoxuan, I'm here again......" Mo Zhen sighed, then turned his head to look at his daughter, he stretched out his hand and pressed Mo Ran's shoulder, his eyes were also a little red.

The father and daughter just looked at the tombstone in front of them, looking at the photos on the tombstone, and countless thoughts flashed quickly through their minds.

Leng Feng and Hua Yong stood beside Mo Ran and Mo Zhen respectively, neither of them spoke, and even breathed very slowly, for fear of disturbing the father and daughter.

There are many, many sad things in life, and the saddest thing is the death of a loved one.

This point, no matter how strong a person is, may not be able to face it calmly.

Leng Feng never considered himself a strong person, because there were many things he couldn't face. For example, Mu Shiyun's passing, such as emotional setbacks, these are all difficult hurdles for Leng Feng to cross.

Time beat minute by minute, and there was a sad aura in the entire cemetery, Mo Zhen and Mo Ran didn't say anything, the two just stared at Ye Xiaoxuan's photo blankly.

Countless past events, like movie clips, flashed quickly through the minds of the two.

Mo Ran's feelings for Ye Xiaoxuan are like Leng Feng's respect for Mu Shiyun.

Tears fell from Mo Ran's eyes, and she slowly stood up, but because she had been squatting for too long, her feet were a little numb, so that she couldn't stand firm for a while.

Leng Feng subconsciously reached out and held her soft body, not letting her fall.

Mo Zhen also stood up, he took a step back, and gave up the position in front of the tombstone to Mo Ran.

He misses Ye Xiaoxuan no less than Mo Ran, he is still alone after so many years, this is enough to see how much he loves his wife.

But he understands that the person who needs to vent his feelings more is Mo Ran, not him.

Mo Zhen is over half a hundred years old, and he has experienced a lot of things, so he is much stronger than Mo Ran. So he didn't bother Mo Ran, just stood in the back, looking at the cold wind and Mo Ran's back.

He was actually very dissatisfied with Leng Feng, he had always hoped that Leng Feng could be with Mo Ran, but when he knew that Leng Feng left Mo Ran and went to Germany alone to save his ex-girlfriend, Mo Zhen changed his opinion of Leng Feng.

Later, after knowing that Leng Feng had returned to Mo Ran's side again, Mo Zhen let go of a lot of worries, but he was still dissatisfied with Leng Feng, and the last thing he wanted to see was that Mo Ran was unhappy.

As a father, Mo Zhen can understand how sad Mo Ran was when he went to Norway.

"Thank you. Mo Ran turned his head to look at the cold wind, and a smile finally appeared on his face full of tears.

Leng Feng nodded softly, but didn't say anything.

And Mo Ran turned her gaze back to Ye Xiaoxuan's tombstone, she took a light breath, and said slowly: "Mom, he is Leng Feng and my boyfriend." ”

As he spoke, Mo Ran stretched out his hand and hugged Leng Feng's arm.

The rain is falling, the wind is blowing, and Mo Ran is laughing and crying.

Leng Feng didn't speak, he slowly took off the sunglasses he had been wearing, revealing his blue right eye.

Eagle Eye emitted a faint light at this time, if the world was dark, then the right eye of the cold wind was definitely the only light in the world.

Even if he doesn't use Hawkeye's abilities, the light will always be there, and unless he deliberately controls it, the light will never go away.

After a long time, Mo Ran finally wiped the tears from her face, she held Leng Feng's arm, turned her head to look at Mo Zhen, and said softly, "Dad, I'll go first." ”

Mo Zhen nodded, he didn't say anything, because such things happen every year.

Every time Mo Zhen and Mo Ran came to the cemetery to visit Ye Xiaoxuan together, Mo Ran would leave first and give Mo Zhen space to talk.

Mo Ran never confided something in his mother's current situation, only said a few words, and buried the rest in his heart.

But Mo Zhen is different, he will confide, and even drink in front of Ye Xiaoxuan's grave.

These are all things that Mo Zhen will only do after Mo Ran leaves, and at this time, there will only be Mo Zhen left in front of the tombstone, and even Hua Yong must leave.

Leng Feng didn't know what Mo Zhen wanted to do, he glanced at Mo Ran, but he didn't ask.

"We won't take the car, you can walk with me in the cold wind. Mo Ran whispered.

Her mood is still a little low, which is a normal thing, after all, she is still in a state of missing her mother.

Leng Feng sighed, what did Mo Ran want to do at this time, how could he refuse.

The two left the cemetery side by side, and the bodyguards did not follow, because most of them knew the strength of the cold wind.

It takes a long time to leave the cemetery, this is the largest cemetery in H City, because it is built in the suburbs, so the scale is very large. Many dignitaries are buried here, and if they want to buy a cemetery here, the price is equivalent to buying a house in the center of H.

Some people can't afford to buy a house before they die, and they can't even afford a cemetery after they die.

This is the sadness of reality, and many people lament fate, but it can't change anything.

The cold wind held the umbrella, feeling the bad mood brought about by the weather, and he couldn't help but sigh, and his vision began to become a little hazy.

He was thinking, if he was an ordinary person and lived the life of a normal person now, what would it be like?

He didn't know because he hadn't experienced it.

Most of them have to struggle for a living, working hard every day to live in this city.

But Cold Wind doesn't need it, he was born to be cared for by the most powerful Psychic in the world, he never had to fight for life, and performing various tasks only made life more colorful.

Fate is different and different, Leng Feng has to sigh, even the most powerful person can't resist the changes brought about by the river of fate after all.

Even Mu Shiyun was defeated by fate.

The two of them walked like this, neither of them said anything, and their emotions were a little low at this time, Mo Ran was missing his mother, and Leng Feng was lamenting his fate.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Ran finally spoke: "Leng Feng, thank you......"

Her words made Leng Feng a little stunned, and when he was about to speak, a gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing Mo subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face.

And Leng Feng, who has eagle eyes, has a quick reaction ability, and he turned around to block Mo Ran's body, blocking everything for her with his back.

It's a suburb, and the wind blows the hardest, but it's not like the city center, where there are all kinds of buildings to block it.

Mo Ran felt the feeling of being protected by the cold wind, she slowly closed her eyes, and then hugged the cold wind's waist and put her head in the cold wind's arms.

But the cold wind at this time did not feel the mind of Mo Ran's embrace.

His heart once again felt uncomfortable.

It's still the same, empty sense of loss.