Still, to keep her from being suspicious, he reached for the plate with his fork.

I remember she said that she learned her omelette from her mother.

At that time, my father always loved to eat this, so his mother used to make this breakfast as well.

Thinking of this, Leng Zimo's fork slipped, and he made a screeching sound as he brushed the plate.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Turning around and placing the milk on his side, Luo Xiaoqian naturally raised her hand to touch his forehead.

"I'm fine." Leng Zimo raised his hand to stop her palm, "Let's eat, it's not early, and I have to go to the cemetery in a while." ”

Luo Xiaoqian sat on the chair opposite, "But, you said before that we were going to go later and miss your father?" ”

"I ...... I changed my mind. Leng Zimo said.

It was very important to him and her, and he had to go to his father and ask him about it.

Luo Xiaoqian saw that he was in a bad mood, so she didn't ask any more.

Swallowing the omelette that didn't taste like Ben in his mouth hard, Leng Zimo said softly, "Xiaoqian, your mother...... Have you ever been to Beijing? ”

"Of course!" Luo Xiaoqian put down the milk cup in her hand, "At that time, my dad was in the army, and she often came here to take the initiative to see my dad." ”

"I mean, the last few days, five or six years ago, I came to Beijing?" Leng Zimo carefully worded, and his eyes stared nervously at Luo Xiaoqian.

Perhaps, he was mistaken.

After all, there are a lot of people in this world who look alike, maybe it's just a misunderstanding.

"Five or six years ago?" Luo Xiaoqian looked pensive, "It seems to be ...... Didn't you? ”

"Really?" A flash of joy rose in Leng Zimo's eyes.

"No......" Luo Xiaoqian suddenly showed a sudden appearance, "I remembered, when I was just admitted to high school, she came to Beijing, she came just when it was May Day, I still wanted to come with her, she didn't want to, that time, she seemed to have been in Beijing for a long time, later, I asked her what she was doing, she only said that it was related to her father's matter, and she didn't tell me specifically!" ”

Isn't the middle of May the time when my mother died!

The joy in Leng Zimo's eyes was instantly shattered.

"What ......," his voice was extremely low, "what blood type are you?" ”

"Me?" Luo Xiaoqian smiled, "Like you, AB type, why did you suddenly remember to ask this ......?"

"Nothing, just ask." Leng Zimo picked up the cup and drank milk, his mouth full of bitterness.

After eating, Luo Xiaoqian changed her clothes, and the two of them went downstairs together, Leng Zimo drove the car out of Shijie City directly, and did not stop when he passed by the flower shop downstairs.

"Didn't you order flowers?"

Luo Xiaoqian reminded him suspiciously, so he reversed the car and went down to get the bouquet.

When the two of them came to Babaoshan Cemetery together, it was already past ten o'clock.

The weather was gloomy, and there was a little light rain sporadically, Leng Zimo took the umbrella in the trunk and gave it to Luo Xiaoqian, and strode into the cemetery in the rain.

All the way to Leng Mu's tomb, Leng Lin and Leng Zirui had already arrived, Leng Zirui sat on the grass indifferently, and the guards stood aside, dutifully holding an umbrella for Leng Lin, seeing the two people, Leng Zirui immediately laughed and joked.

"Mom, look, your daughter-in-law has come to see you!"

Luo Xiaoqian's face turned red, and she bowed to Leng Lin at the moment, "Hello." ”

With this effort, Leng Zimo put the bouquet in his hand in front of his mother's grave.