Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar scenery outside, Jiang Ming's heart subconsciously tightened.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll know in a moment."

The current sentence is a little different from usual, and he is concentrating on driving, and he talks a lot less than usual.

Jiang Ming opened his mouth, but didn't say anything more, and it was quiet all the way until a huge cemetery that was even quieter.

Babaoshan, Jiangjia Cemetery.

Here it is......

Xing Yi took Jiang Ming to a marble tombstone, and when Jiang Ming saw the familiar photo on the tombstone, his emotions suddenly became a little excited.

The photo on the marble that was looking at him with a handsome smile was his biological father, Jiang Bo!

On the cold marble, there are already many splendid bouquets of flowers, which shows that there are many people who come to worship Jiang Bo today.

"Today is the death day of your father Jiang Bo."

「……」

"That's why your mother didn't give you Children's Day."

Xingyi's words made Jiang Ming stunned for a moment, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Mother Lin Yeqing never said these things to Jiang Ming.

Xingyi took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and lit it, and took a slow puff.

"Jiang Bo and I have known each other for a long time, he is a very good man, as his son, you should be proud to have such a father, not hate him."

「……」

Jiang Ming's small body trembled, but he just pressed his head against his head and was silent.

"When a person pours out all their love on another person, you may feel imprisoned and free, and it will make you feel miserable. But think about it, when the person you love the most leaves this world, how much courage it takes for her to love you and bear the pain of losing her loved one."

「……」

"You are the only spiritual pillar she lives in this world, if even you snub her, I think, she will probably cry."

「……」

Xing Yi's words were simple, but profound, Jiang Ming looked at the photo of his father Jiang Bo smiling, and he didn't know when Lu Dao's vision was blurred.

"As a man, it doesn't matter how many people you kill, no matter how many things you do wrong, there is only one thing you remember, don't let the woman who loves you shed tears for you, this is an unforgivable sin."

"Mom's ......"

Jiang Ming's mind suddenly flashed the expression of his mother Lin Yeqing crying for him, and his heart hurt when he was pinched!

In the blurred vision, a small flower suddenly appeared, a very inconspicuous kind of roadside flower.

Wiping away his tears, Jiang Ming raised his head and looked at Xingyi.

"If you only find this kind of wildflower, it's not pretty, so you can fool around with love for the rest."

"Sentence 1 ......"

Taking the inconspicuous little flower in Xingyi's hand, Jiang Ming trembled violently in his hand.

Put the little flower on the tombstone, shaking with the wind, but stand firm.

Since he was born, Jiang Ming has never seen his father, let alone enjoyed the fatherly love he deserves like other ordinary children. He hated, but he was even more sad. regretted that he ran away from home impulsively, thinking of his mother Lin Yeqing's current worries, Jiang Ming's heart was full of guilt.

Many emotions had been suppressed in his heart for too long, and Jiang Ming couldn't hold back crying anymore.

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