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Where did Fang Piaopiao know the little Jiujiu in the guard's heart.

"Pure and kind", she really thought that the doorman was asleep, and she never thought that the other party was pretending to be asleep.

Fang Piaopiao was a good person again and happily returned to the room.

Benjamin Fang is busy with work and rarely goes home, if the big villa has a master, the rest are invited nannies and bodyguards.

Fang Piaopiao is used to this kind of loneliness without a family, but she feels a little bored, usually she will find two nannies to chat for a while, and then go back to the room to sleep.

Fang Piaopiao had more important things to do tonight, so she didn't find anyone to chat with her to relieve her boredom.

After returning to the room, Fang Piaopiao couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and dial the old principal's number.

It took a long time for the phone to be connected.

"Hey! It's so late, what are you calling! ”

The old principal had obviously fallen asleep, and said complainingly, he thought that Fang Piaopiao was deliberately harassing him again, and he had no problem with this naughty granddaughter.

"Grandpa, I have a very, very big thing to tell you." Fang Piaopiao grinned.

"What's the matter, tell me quickly, I'm sleepy!" The old principal said in his heart: You stinky girl can have such a big deal!

He knows Fang Piaopiao's character best, and her dog diarrhea can also be said to be a big deal.

"You don't believe I'm in a big deal, do you? Okay, I won't talk about it. Fang Piaopiao snorted lightly and said.

"Okay, don't you say I'll sleep." The old principal has been rectified countless times by Fang Piaopiao. He was numb.

All right! You're hanging up the phone! Huh-huh...... He hummed into the phone for a long time, "Old Wutou, I will make you regret it." ”

Hum! You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry! Go take a shower first, and when I don't ask for satisfaction, I won't sue you.

Thinking of this, Fang Piaopiao came to his senses, and he smirked twice, as if he had seen the old principal's appearance when he begged her, and finally pinched a chance to let his grandfather eat karma. Fang Piaopiao will definitely cherish it.

After taking a shower. Fang Piaopiao, who changed into pajamas, lay on the bed and sent a message to the old principal, "Grandpa......

"You stinky girl. Just called me to wake me up. I can't sleep now. You're happy! I didn't know I had insomnia! ”

The old headmaster was depressed and replied with a message of blame.

"I was going to tell you about that picture of Nanqiu, but it seems that you are in a bad mood. Then let's not talk about it. Fang Piaopiao pinched the old principal's dead vein.

"Did you hear about the painting?" The old headmaster hurriedly replied.

"Today a classmate said that the painting was in his hand...... Forget it, don't disturb your sleep, grandpa, good night......"

After Fang Piaopiao returned the message, he stuck out his tongue and smiled, silently reciting in his heart, 3...... 2…… 1……

As soon as I finished reading 1, the old principal called me.

One can imagine what kind of difficulties Fang Piaopiao was, and after the old principal promised him many benefits, Fang Piaopiao told the truth.

It turned out that the old principal was not in Jiangbei now, and he and that friend had searched for a little clue about Nanqiutu a few days ago and went to other places.

Fang Piaopiao repeatedly assured that he was not joking.

The old principal and the friend were overjoyed and bluntly said that they would return to Jiangbei overnight.

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Early the next morning, Han Tao received a call from the old principal.

Han Tao didn't have a hard appetite like Fang Piaopiao, and directly said that the painting was in his hand.

The old principal didn't ask in detail, but only told Han Tao that he was now on the way back to Jiangbei, and he must let Han Tao wait for him at school.

The old principal said that he could only return to Jiangbei in the afternoon, and he could accompany Qin Yue to run errands in the morning.

In other words, Han Tao still doesn't know where Qin Yue asked him to accompany him.

When he came to Qin Yue's house, Han Tao quickly got the answer.

It turned out that today was the fifth anniversary of Sister Qin Yue's death, and she was going to worship.

Qin Yue was carrying a plastic bag in his hand, which contained things like tribute.

Walking out of Qin Yue's house, Han Tao took the bag in Qin Yue's hand, and helped Qin Yue downstairs with Qin Beibei.

Qin Yue was wearing a white casual suit, her jet-black hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of her head, and her face was full of charm.

Qin Yue's car was a white Mazda, it had been parked for several days and no one drove it, and a layer of dust fell on the roof of the car, Han Tao wiped it with a cloth blanket, and then helped Qin Yue into the car.

It was Han Tao who was driving, he could drive but was not proficient, but he didn't have to worry about getting into a car accident, because Han Tao's mental power could control the left and right directions of the car, just like his arm.

In fact, Han Tao doesn't use the steering wheel to drive, he just holds the steering wheel for show.

The car was driving smoothly on the highway, and it could be seen that Qin Yue was not in a good mood today, probably because of her sister's death!

Han Tao didn't say much, only occasionally saw Qin Yue's sad look in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

The car drove for more than half an hour and came to the cemetery.

Qin Yue got out of the car, and the breeze blew her hair, but it couldn't blow away the sorrow on her face.

"Sister Yue, it's been five years, don't be too sad." Han Tao comforted.

Qin Yue nodded lightly and glanced at Han Tao gratefully.

Qin Yue and Qin Beibei walked in, while Han Tao was waiting for the two of them in the back car, probably rendered by Qin Yue, Han Tao's mood was also a little heavy.

Qin Yue was on crutches in one hand and Qin Beibei in the other, as she got closer and closer to her sister's tombstone, her steps became heavier and heavier, and her heart became more and more uncomfortable.

Usually, she didn't dare to come to this place, it was a place that made her heartbroken, because here was buried her own sister, her own sister who would always lie here.

I couldn't bear the pain in my heart, and before I walked to the tombstone, tears quietly flowed out.

Qin Beibei looked at Qin Yue with her head held high, she didn't feel good, she didn't speak, she walked beside Qin Yue silently, holding Qin Yue tightly with her little hands, as if she wanted to comfort her.

A stone monument that was blown by the wind and rain, lost its pre-existing color. A few more patches of white.

There is a photo on the stele, and the woman in the photo is picturesque, delicate and moving, very similar to Qin Yuechang.

Qin Yue looked at the woman in the photo, couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice, tears flowed out one by one, only standing in front of her sister's tombstone, she dared to cry uncontrollably.

Seeing the pain of her mother's crying, Qin Beibei's eyes were also red, and she put two bouquets of flowers according to Qin Yue's instructions. and the tributes brought to be placed in front of the tombstones.

Qin Yue pulled Qin Beibei in front of her. Let the little girl face the photo on the tombstone, as if she wanted the people on the tombstone to see Qin Beibei seriously, but she burst into tears.

"Auntie, I'm Beibei. Today is the fifth anniversary of your death. My mother and I came to worship you. You can take the paper money you burned! You're going to have a good ...... in heaven."

Qin Beibei also cried as she spoke, maybe she didn't know much, but seeing Qin Yue's grief crying. She was sad.

Mom never cries, only when she comes here will she cry so much.

Qin Yue's tears couldn't stop flowing, no matter how ruthless the wind was, it couldn't dry the tears on her face, she looked at the gentle and smiling sister in the photo, and looked at Qin Beibei who was growing up, her heart was like a knife.

At this moment...... She just wanted Qin Beibei to scream at the photo...... Mom......

Because the woman in the photo is Qin Beibei's biological mother.

She couldn't say that she didn't want Qin Beibei to know about this, for fear that she would leave a shadow in her heart.

Doubts may tell her the truth, but not now.

She just wants Qin Beibei to grow up happily, this is her greatest wish.

Qin Yue looked at her sister's photo with teary eyes, and a voice sounded in her heart, "Sister, Bei Bei and I have come to see you, Bei Bei has always been very sensible, we are all fine, you don't have to worry about us in another world, I will do my best to raise Bei Bei as an adult, and I won't let her suffer the slightest grievance......"

These words, Qin Yue could only say in her heart, a person suffering from all the pain.

The wind, not stopping, crying, not stopping......

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Qin Yue and Qin Beibei wiped away their tears and walked out of it, Han Tao saw that Qin Yue's eyes were swollen when she was crying, and her mood was also very low.

Han Tao comforted her softly, and then helped her into the car, and on the way back, the three of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere was very dull.

When he returned home, Han Tao asked Qin Beibei to go back to the room to rest, Han Tao did not leave in a hurry, and stayed with Qin Beibei to make her happy.

After a while, Qin Beibei laughed heartily, and the children forgot everything quickly.

The joyful laughter of Han Tao and Qin Beibei came intermittently outside the house, Qin Yue walked quietly on the bed, a warm current rose in her heart, and she was deeply grateful to Han Tao in her heart.

At noon, Han Tao went down to the kitchen to cook, Qin Beibei gave her a hand, and the two of them were very happy while working.

I don't know when, Qin Yue appeared at the door of the kitchen, looking at the big and small people playing and laughing in the kitchen, she smiled softly.

It's a very warm picture......

I can't help but think about how good it would be if I found a loving father like Han Tao for Bei Bei in the future!

Thinking of this, two patches of crimson appeared on Qin Yue's face.

Many men don't know how to cook, but it can't help Han Tao, he learned to cook when he was eleven or twelve years old, when his parents went to the field to do farm work, and the errand of cooking was handed over to him.

Every time his parents came back from working in the field, eating the hot meals they had made, and praising themselves, Han Tao felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Han Tao admitted that the food he cooked was not as delicious as Qin Yue's, but it was far from the point where he couldn't swallow it.

With the first time and the second time sitting opposite Qin Yue to eat, Han Tao seemed much more natural and no longer so restrained.

Qin Yue was very elegant when eating, and when she ate with her, Han Tao was embarrassed to gobble it up, and ate unhurriedly.

With Qin Beibei present, the two of them didn't feel too awkward, but Qin Beibei ate very quickly today, and left the table and went back to the room after eating.

There were only Han Tao and Qin Yue left at the dinner table, both of them didn't know what to say, they each bowed their heads to eat, far less lively than when Qin Beibei was present.

The atmosphere was a little silent, and the silence made Han Tao more and more uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but glance at Qin Yue, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say.

It's like first love, a little vague, a little wonderful.

Fortunately, Han Tao's phone call broke the silence between the two.

The call was from the old principal, telling Han Tao that he had arrived at the school and asking for Han Tao's address.

Han Tao said, I'll go back immediately.

Then put down the chopsticks and said a word to Qin Yue.

"Well, if you're busy, go ahead!" Qin Yue said with a smile, her smile was still as charming as ever. (To be continued......)