It's time to come, but it's still coming after all. [No pop-ups. 】

That day, Josnian was very calm, and his face was mature and indifferent that did not match his age.

He didn't cry during the whole process, but was as calm as a lake, without waves.

He was very calm and calm to deal with Qin Tian's aftermath, and the fourteen-year-old shoulders supported the extremely heavy burden.

It was also at that time that Qiao Tianyou finally came over.

He saw Qin Tian for the last time, didn't say anything, came in a hurry, and went in a hurry.

Josnian didn't call him "father" again.

Qin Shien also came, and he kept blaming him for not taking good care of his mother, not taking good care of his mother, and gradually alienating him.

Coupled with the fact that he was Qiao Tianyou's son, and with Qiao Tianyou's blood flowing on his body, Qin Shien had no good impression of him more and more.

In this way, in a short period of time, Joss rebelled and left his family, leaving nothing.

Immature shoulders carry all the burdens.

Late at night, he would be overwhelmed.

He also began to become reticent and did not like to speak.

Within a few months, he met Ye Jiaqi.

The eight-year-old girl is like a dazzling light, brightening his gloomy life.

He had no father or mother, and neither did she.

This sudden fate is like a silent spring night when it suddenly rains, entangled and endless

Meng Shen worshiped his father and walked to Qiao Sinian's side.

The cemetery is densely packed with tombstones, which looks shocking.

Meng Shen knew that Qiao Sinian was very depressed in his heart, and similarly, he was too.

But this accident, there is no possibility of reversing, it happened, it happened.

No one has the ability to turn back the clock.

"Master Qiao, it's hot outside, let's go back." Meng Shen sighed, Qiao Sinian had been standing here for half an hour.

Joss was silent and silent.

The underside of the eyes is a dark color, and there is no light, and the cold face is more restrained and deep.

Meng Shen didn't know what Qiao Sinian was thinking, and Qiao Sinian had always been secretive about these things.

The sun shone straight down, gilding Josnian's face with a layer of light gold.

"Master Qiao, you are here, why didn't you notify me." At this moment, Steward Tang walked over from the house not far from the cemetery.

Steward Tang is much older.

More gray hair, more wrinkles.

Meng Shen stepped forward and greeted: "Steward Tang." ”

"Hey, why didn't you notify me, I'm so ready."

"Just come and take a walk." Meng Shen lowered his voice.

It's quiet here, and no one dares to speak loudly.

Steward Tang sighed, and his eyes also fell on Qin Tian's tombstone.

She has served Qin Tian for many years, and even because Qin Tian treats her like a mountain, she has never been married and has always stayed in Qiao's house.

Now, she is still accompanying Qin Tian in the cemetery.

When the wind blows, the green grass trembles, and the air is filled with a sad breath.

"Master Qiao, do you miss your mother, if you want to, come here for a walk. I had a dream the other day that the lady said that she missed you very much. Master Qiao, if you have time, come and accompany your mother. Steward Tang sighed.

"Hmm." Josnian answered.

He was raised by his mother, and he had a different kind of affection for Qin Tian.

Deep, intense.

Even after so many years, this feeling is still very strong and has not faded with the passage of time.

"Master Qiao, it's hot outside, I'll pour you a glass of water." Steward Tang said.

"No, I'll just leave." Josnian faintly refused.

Just suddenly wanted to come to see Qin Tian, so he came.