Mike went to the intermediary to help her find a house, and Luo Xiaoqian's mother and son returned to the hotel where they stayed.

After eating, leaving a photo of John Luo Jun to take a nap, Luo Xiaoqian took another bodyguard, David, to Babaoshan Cemetery to sweep her father's grave.

He told David to stay at the foot of the mountain, and she went all the way up the mountain to her father's nameless monument.

From a distance, I saw a bouquet of flowers in front of the monument, which was already slightly wilting.

Knowing that Leng Lin had come, Luo Xiaoqian was not surprised, she took out her father's favorite wine from the bag carried by David and toasted three glasses, Luo Xiaoqian squatted down, carefully helped her father wipe the tombstone, and whispered to her father while wiping, "Dad, don't blame my daughter for not bringing anything, now I can't let Uncle Leng know where I am." ”

In order to prevent bumping into the Leng family, every year, she will specially choose to worship here before or after Qingming.

"But, soon, Xu Pei has come back, I guess that man should appear soon, when I find out their details, I can come back openly, you have a spirit in the sky, you must protect your daughter...... Xiao Jun has begun to be sensible, I'm afraid that he will ask questions, I didn't bring him over, don't be angry, I will often bring him to see you in the future, my mother is all right, our old house is also here, after a few days, after the matter has passed, I will find a way to give you and my mother a time to share the grave, when the time comes, you can be together forever......"

Standing up and bowing to her father three times, Luo Xiaoqian put her sunglasses back on her face.

"I'm leaving, you're alone."

Turning around and going down the mountain, Luo Xiaoqian did not leave immediately, but stopped in front of a tree, turned onto a fork in the road, and came to Leng's mother's grave.

There were several bouquets of flowers in front of Leng's mother's grave, and it was obvious that the Leng family had already come.

Luo Xiaoqian didn't stay too much, just stood for a while, saluted and left with David.

Returning the same way, she had just walked around a pine tree, casually raised her hand to arrange the broken hair that fell from her ears, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a figure on the steps.

The man was tall, wearing a lead-gray suit, with his left hand in his trouser pocket, holding a bunch of fresh white calla lilies in his right hand, under the slightly broken short hair, with a handsome face with deep lines, sunglasses covering his sharp eyes, but still revealing a full royal temperament between his gestures,

The moment she saw that person, Luo Xiaoqian was like an electric shock.

Because that person is none other than Leng Zimo.

He weishenme will come to the cemetery today, shouldn't he come on Qingming Festival?

In a panic, Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly stopped, glanced left and right, and hid behind the bush wall used for roadside decoration.

Knowing that he didn't remember her now, she didn't dare to take the risk, and carefully hid behind a tree, holding her breath as she listened to his approaching footsteps, her heartbeat only uncontrollably accelerating, ringing like a drum.

Leng Zimo walked down and didn't find her, just passed by her side and came all the way to her mother's grave.

Raising his hand to take off the sunglasses on his face, he bent down and put the calla lily in his hand in front of his mother's tombstone, "Mom, I'm sorry, there was something wrong with the company on the day of the Qingming Festival, and I only came to see you today." ”

As he spoke, he habitually took out his handkerchief and helped his mother wipe the tombstone.

Not far away, Luo Xiaoqian carefully brushed aside the branches and peeked behind the bushes.

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Good afternoon.