The Qiao Mansion at the end of Hujiang Road, where there are few visitors, is busy with traffic today. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is full of people, but the atmosphere is dreary and depressed.

The people who came and went were all big people with heads and faces, and they all came to attend Mrs. Xia Wenxuan's funeral, which shows that Qiao's family is in City A, and they also have a high reputation. I saw that the guests were all dressed in black with solemn expressions.

The hall of the mansion is arranged as a hall, and there are black veils in many places in the hall, and the people in the black and white photos have gentle expressions and smiles on their faces, just like when she was alive, they looked so peaceful and quiet.

All the guests bowed in front of her spirit, and said mourning to the haggard Xia Wenxuan on the side.

Death is like a lamp going out, and all grievances related to her will also dissipate. Ning Xueru looked at the smiling faces on the black and white photo, and suddenly remembered the scene when they first met, how good they were at that time!

What have they left behind in the past twenty or thirty years? The word hate is really heavy, and when you think about it thoroughly and turn around, you will find that there is nothing left around you.

Ning Xueru looked at Qiao Yixin's photo and sighed, Ning Xian stood beside her as if she heard her talking to herself: "There is really nothing left!" ”

Ning Xian glanced at Ning Xueru, and then looked at the cold photo, the end of a life was really without warning.

The two mothers and daughters bowed in front of Qiao Yixin, and when they walked in front of Xia Wenxuan, Ning Xueru just glanced at him with a sigh.

I heard that since Qiao Yixin was admitted to the hospital, Xia Wenxuan has been taking care of him personally. Although Qiao Yixin did not live long and suffered from illness all year round, she was still happy, because she knew that at the last moment of her life, the person who was with her was still the man she loved the most.

If it were me, I don't know who would be by my side at that time! Looking at Xia Wenxuan's haggard expression, Ning Xueru's heart was desolate.

Just as they were about to leave, Xia Wenxuan suddenly spoke: "Qingqing still refuses to forgive me?" ”

"She'll always figure it out." Ning Xueru was faint.

Suddenly received a call from Xia Wenxuan, saying that Qiao Yixin had died, she was still shocked, and she planned to let Ning Qing accompany her, but she refused, Ning Qing's indifference was telling herself that she couldn't forgive Xia Wenxuan yet.

This is Xiao Jingyu who also walked over from the pile of guests: "Mr. Xia, please mourn!" ”

"Thank you." Xia Wenxuan nodded lightly, looked at Xiao Jingyu and then at Ning Xian.

Until Qiao Yixin's ashes were sent to the cemetery for burial, the guests gradually dispersed, leaving only a few old servants at home, and Xia Wenxuan and Ning Xueru.

Xiao Jingyu saw that Xia Wenxuan had something to say to Ning Xueru alone, so she pulled Ning Xian and walked into the distance. Xia Wenxuan walked towards Ning Xueru at this time.

Standing side by side with her, facing the cold tombstone.

She walked peacefully, smiling and closing her eyes when she heard the Christmas Eve bell ring. She said that what she misses most is the Christmas Eve that met you. ”

"Really?" With Xia Wenxuan's words, Ning Xueru seemed to remember the scene when they first met: "People are gone, what's the point of saying this." ”

"Xueru, I'm sorry. After all these years, I still owe you a word of apology. It was my mistake back then, and I hope you can forgive me. ”

Ning Xueru turned around and found that Xia Wenxuan was looking at him, his eyes flashing, he really apologized to himself again!

"More than 20 years of damage cannot be repaired with a word of apology or a word of sorry. It's not that it can't be forgiven, it's that it's unforgivable. You can't abandon me for any reason because of Qiao Yixin's appearance, and because of her departure, you turn around to show favor to me and ask for my forgiveness. Xia Wenxuan, how can there be such a good thing in the world? How can there be such a good person? ”

"It's not Xueru what you think, really, I've always regretted what happened back then." After many years, no matter how much explanation is given, there is only one sentence of sorry left.

"You don't have to worry about this matter anymore, Qiao Yixin is no longer there, and we are no longer young, so let's live a good life together! Don't bother with each other, no more! No matter how much you can't forget, it will fade away with the time to come...... "The last cloud on the horizon is hidden behind the dark clouds."

Qiao Yixin, did you also feel my mood! The feeling of not wanting to be mentioned and hurt again......

"Xueru ......"

"Ning Xian, let's go!" Xia Wenxuan wanted to say something, but Ning Xueru had already turned around and called Ning Xian not far away, ready to leave.

Ning Xian said to Xiao Jingyu, then trotted towards Ning Xueru, nodded at Xia Wenxuan, and then walked slowly with Ning Xueru in his arms and left the cemetery.

Xiao Jingyu came to Xia Wenxuan's side: "Mr. Xia, go back early!" Take care of yourself. ”

Xia Wenxuan glanced at Xiao Jingyu, and then turned his head to look at the backs of the two mothers and daughters leaving: "Sometimes I feel that I am really a failure, and my two daughters have a grudge against me. When Ning Xian didn't know anything, at least they could still say a few words, but now they just nodded and smiled.

"Mr. Xia is too worried, Ning Xian has never hated you, her estrangement from you is just because she wants to take care of Aunt Ning's mother Ning Qing's mood."

"Is that so?" At first glance, hearing such words, Xia Wenxuan's haggard eyes gradually became a little brighter. Seeing Xiao Jingyu nodding, he seemed to see the hope of a reunion between father and daughter.

"Mom, can't you still forgive him?" On the way back, Ning Xueru didn't say a word. Just leaning back in the chair and closing your eyes.

Hearing Ning Xian's question, Ning Xueru smiled faintly: "After so many years, how can there be any forgiveness or forgiveness, and at this age, they will live separately." ”

Ning Xian was silent, recalling that when he was a child, when he mentioned the word father, Ning Qing always had a black face, and Ms. Ning was always silent, Ning Xian understood that these two words were taboo at home.

Occasionally, she could see Ms. Ning secretly crying through the crack in the door. Now I finally get it. There is no love, where does hate come from! But when the hatred gradually disappears, will that love still be there?

The answer is yes, even if the memories will disappear, true love will still exist. Because that is the most important memory in a person's life!

Ning Xian couldn't help but think about whether he would still think of the person he once loved when he was old and there was no one around him to accompany him.

No matter what the future holds, Ning Xian only hopes that when he is old enough to have gray hair, he can be a person with a story, and he can have a story to tell his juniors.

She decided that in the limited time, she must have a good love, so that when she is old, she can look at the old photos and tell the stories of the year to the children around her.

The story of the love back then!

(To be continued.) )