After breakfast the next day, Cheng Hao drove out with Xiaoyuan.

The car drove for a long time, and Xiaoyuan was a little drumming in her heart, but she still couldn't help but ask where she was going. Finally, the car stopped at the foot of a mountain.

"It's here!" Cheng Hao looked at the nervous Xiaoyuan beside him and said softly.

Xiaoyuan looked up and found that this was actually a cemetery.

Coming to this kind of place, Xiao Yuan's heart trembled a little, she couldn't help but grab Cheng Hao's arm, Cheng Hao noticed her nervousness and took her hand and walked to the cemetery.

They walked to a white marble mausoleum and stopped. This mausoleum is obviously much larger than the surrounding tombs, and it is also very clean, and it looks like someone has carefully managed it.

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at the name on the tombstone, and then looked at Cheng Hao, and understood something.

Cheng Hao let go of Xiao Yuan's hand, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed in front of the mausoleum.

"Dad, we're coming to see you. Cheng Hao said and knocked two more.

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at Cheng Hao with a pale face, and suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed with him.

Her actions startled Cheng Hao, and she couldn't help but turn her face and smile and said, "You don't need it." ”

Xiao Yuan stammered nervously: "People die as big, they should be." ”

Cheng Hao didn't say anything, then took out a white silk scarf from his arms and slowly opened it, and inside was a strand of hair.

Xiao Yuan understood something, and couldn't help but have a sour nose.

Cheng Hao lit the silk scarf and hair in the incense burner in front of the tombstone, and said as he lit it:

"Dad, are you okay? After all these years, a lot of things should be over. You don't know if you saw my mother or not, I fevered her head, and I counted your thoughts all these years. The home is very good, you can rest assured. ”

Watching the silk scarf wrapped around the strand of hair slowly turn into ashes, Xiao Yuan understood that now he had finally ended Cheng Hao's heart knot. She knew that Cheng Hao still had a lot to say to his father, so she obediently got up and said goodbye, leaving this space to Cheng Hao herself.

Cheng Hao looked at Xiaoyuan's distant back, and until he couldn't see it, he turned his head and gently stroked the white marble railing in front of the mausoleum and said:

"Dad, that's Xiaoyuan, I like her very much, do you like it?"

There was silence all around, except for the occasional birdsong, as if in reply. The dense pines and cypresses around it stretch out their branches and leaves, blocking out the sun and bringing a chill.

Cheng Hao continued to say to himself: "What you are most worried about over the years is my personal problems, and I am thirty years old in a flash. I really like her, she's the best girl in the world. Dad, are you very happy to see it?"

With that, he took out a bottle of wine from his bag, and he sat down in front of the tombstone, and the man was talking and drinking, as if his father was still alive, and the two of them were drinking and talking.

He talked a lot about himself and his family, and this was the first time he had said so much to his long-dead father.

Speaking of the depression and grievances he had suppressed in his heart over the years, Cheng Hao began to shed tears, in the eyes of anyone, he was arrogant and unstoppable, but only at this time could he pour out his heart.

talked about Xiaoyuan all the time, Cheng Hao became happy, and told him how he met her, and the many things that the two of them had experienced one by one. Those little things that seemed to be insignificant at the time are full of happiness and joy when I recall them now.

"Dad, we'll come back to see you in a few days, and we'll bring our kids with us in the future. You'll be a grandfather. ”

Cheng Hao is full of expectations when he talks about these, which is a deep expectation for happiness in the future......

Xiang Xiaoyuan has been waiting at the gate of the cemetery, waiting until her feet are numb. A gust of wind blew, and even at noon in the middle of summer, she still felt a little chill in her back.

After that, Cheng Hao still came out, and when he saw him, Xiaoyuan instantly warmed up, and hurried over.

"You've been drinking?"

Cheng Hao smiled: "I drank with my dad." ”

Xiaoyuan was a little anxious: "Then can you still drive?"

Cheng Hao thought about it: "It's okay, right? ”

Xiaoyuan was still not at ease, Cheng Hao thought for a while: "Find a place to rest for a while, I'll be fine after a sleep." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

The two of them searched for a long time before they found a small inn.

The conditions of accommodation are really not very good, but they can only make do, after all, there are no big hotels that will be built next to the cemetery.

Cheng Hao looked at the guest room and couldn't help frowning: "How do you live here?"

Xiaoyuan sighed: "Make do, either you can call the driver, or you will pick up the car cemetery tomorrow." ”

Cheng Hao had no choice but to stop complaining and lie down on the chuang to sleep.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was so depressed, she didn't understand why Cheng Hao asked her to accompany her to the cemetery to see his father, and now she can only continue to accompany him in a daze.

Just now I entered the hotel garden to register with my ID card, and the proprietress looked at them, as if she wanted to see a hole in her face, how embarrassing it was.

What is this, it's so good to die and not die that two people came to open a room together, and it feels awkward to think about it.

She complained in her heart and didn't dare to say it, so she had to sit by the chuang and watch TV.

The proprietress didn't know what to think, saying that it was a standard room but there was only one big chuang, so she couldn't sit on the edge of the bed and could only stand.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was watching TV absentmindedly, and Cheng Hao, who was suddenly asleep, turned over and hugged her, Xiaoyuan was so frightened that he almost screamed, but he still held back his fear.

Cheng Hao put his head on her lap, sleeping soundly like a child holding a big doll, looking at his sleeping face, Xiao Yuan wanted to push him away but suddenly felt a little unbearable.

It was the first time I saw him sleeping so peacefully, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his eyebrows, which had always been so cold, became calm, and the expression on his face was very relaxed.

Xiao Yuan sighed, and gently brushed away the broken hair on his forehead with her hand, she knew that Cheng Hao hadn't slept so soundly for a long time, so let him sleep well.

Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't know when he was also sitting and falling asleep, and when he woke up, it was already the next morning.

She hurriedly woke up Cheng Hao, who was still asleep, and didn't mention this depression in her heart.

Cheng Hao didn't expect to sleep for so long, if it wasn't for Xiaoyuan waking him up, he wouldn't know how long he would sleep.

"Oh my God, I was going to sleep for a while, how did I sleep at this time?" Cheng Hao scratched his head in annoyance.

But fortunately, I slept too comfortably, as if I hadn't slept so soundly for a long, long time.

It's just that Xiang Xiaoyuan suffered, and she sat all night, and now she has a sore back, and her legs can't bend back.

Cheng Hao hugged her and couldn't help laughing: "You're not going to be right, why did you become like this?"

Xiao Yuan glared back at him viciously and roared angrily: "It's not you who hurt him!"

Cheng Hao didn't dare to reply, Xiao Yuan was so angry that he pushed him away and walked by himself against the wall.

The proprietress who came up to check the room thought that they were arguing, so she couldn't help whispering to Cheng Hao:

"Young man, take it easy, the coming day will be long!"