Baling Mountain Cemetery belongs to Yunling's high-end cemetery, so the mountain road is obviously steeper than the one where Tang Ji is buried, and Qiu Qiguan's cemetery is close to the top of the mountain.

Tang Jingcheng needed to climb hundreds of steps to climb up, and she was a little out of breath when she reached the halfway point of the mountain, Guan Luo sat on the steps with her for a while, and it was only a few minutes, and the sun was about to reach the top of her head.

"Let's go, let's go!" She continued to climb the mountain with her belly full of two months, and the scorching sun was overhead, and the wind in the mountains blew her wide sleeves.

Guan Luo followed her. looked at the thin figure in front of him and didn't speak until the two walked to Qiu Qiguan's grave.

The cemetery occupies a large area, with a white marble fence carved with lifelike animals, and a circle of pines and cypresses planted around it.

Sekiki didn't go any further, but stood on the outer steps.

Tang Jingcheng took the bouquet from him, stepped on the marble steps himself, and walked to Qiu Qiguan's tombstone.

There are two or three tributes on the ground in front of the monument, and the ashes in the incense burner have long been cold, and some ash floats out of the incense burner when the wind blows.

Tang Jingcheng thought that Qingming not long ago, someone should have come to see him.

Who will come? Probably only Qiu Yueyi.

Tang Jingcheng knelt on one foot and squatted on the ground, placing the flower in his hand in front of the monument.

The words on the stele have been obviously re-drawn, dark gold, and the black marble on the stele is also very clean, and even the blurred face outline of Tang Jingcheng can be reflected, and it can be seen that there are often people here to take care of it, but the photo inlaid on it is still old, and it has obviously faded with the baptism of the mountain wind.

Tang Jingcheng couldn't help but reach over, his fingers brushed over the face in the photo, he was still wearing a white shirt. He seemed to be smiling at her, with a clear smile, as if she had seen him for the first time in her father's study when she was seventeen.

"Hello, I'm Qiu Qiguan!"

"Hello, my name is Tang Jingcheng!"

Everything is as warm as in his memory, even the sunshine is just warm, but this man who seems to be full of the fragrance of books, he once loved Tang Jingcheng with his life.

"Qiguan, long time no see..."

Tang Jingcheng simply sat down in front of the tombstone.

"Isn't it almost four years? I haven't seen you in four years, how about you being here alone? ”

"I'm fine, you see, it should still be the same."

"Your mother is also very good, and it is said that she is no longer in business. Three years ago, I secretly went to see her once before I went to the front, and she moved to live alone in the small apartment where you were born, but she looks very strong in spirit, and I believe she is stronger than me. ”

“…… I haven't come to see you in the past few years, because a lot of things have happened, but my temper has subsided a lot, and..."Tang Jingcheng touched his stomach, "Do you see it?" I can be a mother again, the baby is two months old..."

“……”

Guan Luo stood about four or five meters away from Tang Jingcheng and smoked, and saw her sitting in front of Qiu Qiguan's tombstone, talking all the time, but he couldn't hear what she was saying, anyway, he was talking to himself alone, but the expression on his face was very rich, sometimes frowning, sometimes grinning.

When she laughs, her eyes bend downward, and their eyes sparkle in the sun.

The clouds in the sky slowly moved with the sun, and Tang Jingcheng sat in front of Qiu Qiguan's grave for a long time. When Guan Luo smoked the third cigarette, the wind direction on the mountain began to change, and the smoke from his mouth began to blow towards Tang Jingcheng.

He pinched the cigarette butt and put his hand in his pocket, twisting his fingers into what was in his trouser pocket.

"It's almost noon. You're not hungry? ”

Guan Luo walked over, took out a bottle of water from his bag and handed it to Tang Jingcheng on the ground.

Tang Jingcheng glanced up at him, the sun was blazing, and he was standing with his back to the sun, just blocking a little sunlight for her.

"Let's go, I'll have time to see later."

Tang Jingcheng snorted, was helped up from the ground by Guan Luo, she patted her buttocks, and asked, "Do you have anything to say to him?" ”

"Me?" Guan glanced at the photo on the tablet and frowned. "Nope!"

"Really?"

“……”

"I thought you should at least say sorry to him!"

Guan slightly sneered: "Is this necessary?" ”

At the beginning, he was not wrong from Guan Luo's standpoint, Tang Ji and Qiu Qiguan watched Lou Qingxiao being dragged into the car after being beaten with a mutilated leg, they didn't save him when they saw death, and Guan Luo just retaliated with a tooth for a tooth.

There are many opposites to many things, and no one can accurately judge who is right and who is wrong.

He said early on that he was not a good type, and how could Tang Ji and Qiu Qiguan be merciful?

Guan slightly let go of Tang Jingcheng's arm and looked sideways at the stele slightly, and the person on the stele seemed to be looking at him as well.

"If I have to say something in front of him, I want to say thank you!"

“……”

"Thank you for editing that text message for you before leaving, although I didn't have time to send it, but if it wasn't for that text message, maybe I wouldn't have gone to Tengchong to find you three years ago."

Tang Jingcheng choked his voice for a while.

"Cheng Cheng, I love you......"

The three words she has been begging for, even Qiu Qiguan was reluctant to say it when he proposed to her, but he said it in the last breath of his life. But after all, it was too late, and Guan Luo decided to go to Tengchong to "meet" Tang Jingcheng because he saw the text message in the text message box on his mobile phone.

It turns out that everything is cause and effect, and some people have a deep fate, and some people have a shallow fate.

"Let's go, go down the mountain!"

Tang Jingcheng put his hat on his head again and walked down the steps first.

Guan Luo fixed himself in front of Qiu Qiguan's tombstone for a while before turning around to chase Tang Jingcheng, who had already walked up the mountain road.

It is hard to go up the mountain, and it is even more difficult to go down the mountain, so the second half of the road is to go down with a little back to Tang.

Tang Jingcheng was rarely so docile, obediently lying on Guan Luo's back, his arms wrapped around his neck.

The way down the mountain was long, and the two were silent all the way.

The sun was in the sky at noon, and the May sun was already very poisonous, and soon Guan Luo had a layer of sweat on his neck, and Tang was about to come down, but he slapped her ass with his hand.

"Don't move!"

Tang Jingcheng laughed. Gently leaning his face over his stiff shoulders, feeling his bones and muscles bulging from the exertion of his arms.

Probably no one can understand her obsession with Qiu Qiguan at the beginning, just like no one can understand her feelings for Guan Luo now.

The former is as gentle as jade, has a family background and a temperament cultivated by cultivation, is tranquil but not withdrawn, erudite but not self-conscious.

And what about the latter?

The latter is a wicked person in the eyes of ordinary people, a hooligan, who has been holding a gun since he was a teenager, and has a thin callouse in his palm, and you will feel pain when he wants to hold you, but when you are in pain, you can feel the hot strength in his hand.

Tang Jingcheng never thought that he would encounter such a man in his life, he can make you live or let you die, ruthless and rude. Heaven to earth.

But you can also sit on the foggy terrace and fry you a bowl of tea, sit in a quiet car and peel a handful of melon seeds for you, and fold a little star for you with a cheap plastic pipe.

Even like now, sweating and carrying you without saying a word. Tough as stone.

"Guan Luo..."

"Huh?"

"Marry me."

The person walking on the stone steps choked and stopped.

The sun was shining overhead.

The wind blew from the other side of the mountain.

The birds heard it, the white clouds heard it, and so did the man in the white shirt who was as warm as jade on the hundreds of steps.

Guan Luo looked at the mottled cracks in the stones on the ground, and green grass emerging from the cracks.

He supported Tang Jingcheng's ass with both hands and lifted it up.

"Good..."

……

On the car back, Tang Jingcheng slept peacefully in the co-pilot, his eyes closed, as if he was extremely tired.

I ran so many places in one morning that I could almost fall asleep in a chair.

Guan Luo didn't wake her up, and turned on a little cold air. He took off his shirt and put it over her.

The car drove at a constant speed on the suburban road, and the sun began to slope westward, and it took more than an hour to reach the house.

Guan Luo parked the car on the ginkgo road in front of the house......

Tang Jingcheng was confused and had a long dream, in which there were Tang Ji, Qiu Qiguan, and the scene where she went to see Qiu Yueyi for the first time as Qiu Qiguan's girlfriend.

The old lady's face was not good-looking, but she still did all the work that should be done on her face, and personally made tea for Tang Jingcheng, which was still her favorite Pu'er, and also gave her a meeting gift, which was a bracelet with good color, but she also made it very clear.

"Qiguan likes you, but that doesn't mean I can accept you. I'm not optimistic about you, you won't end well together! ”

Later, after Qiu Qiguan passed away, Tang Jingcheng occasionally thought of what the old lady said at that time, and couldn't help but sigh that she was really sharp-eyed. Those eyes that are specially used to identify good things, you can see at a glance that Tang Jingcheng is not a good person.

What about the facts?

The truth was as she expected, Tang Jingcheng pitted Qiu Qiguan, and the pit was so miserable that Tang Jingcheng didn't have the courage to tell Qiu Yueyi the truth about her son's car accident back then.

Or maybe she won't say it for the rest of her life. It's rare to let her do this once.

"Shhhh

Tang Jingcheng felt a tightness in his fingers in his sleep, and woke up suddenly, Guan Luo was half in front of her, pinching the fingers of her left hand.

"What are you doing sneaky?" She withdrew her hand and turned to look out the window.

"Where?"

Outside the window is a patch of shade.

In May, the ginkgo leaves have turned green, the sun jumps through the gaps in the leaves, and the car stops on the side of the road.

"Got to the door of the house?"

Tang Jingcheng recognized these ginkgo trees, they were the ones at the gate of the Guan house, what was Guan Luo doing with the car parked here?

"Not going back?"

"You just fell asleep."

"Oh. Sorry, I slept for a long time? ”

"More than two hours!"

“……”

She slept almost all the way, so much so that she didn't stop for lunch on the way.

Tang Jingcheng cheekily licked his lips: "Then you can wake me up." As he spoke, he stretched his waist and slipped off his shirt.

Outside the window, the leaves rustle.

She leaned lazily back in her chair: "Go back, I'm a little hungry." ”

As a result, the hand was raised. Something in front of me stunned his eyes......