"Are you sure you want to go back?"

Huo Donglai and Yang Jinxin stood opposite each other, the wind in early summer was blowing warmly, not too hot, the breeze lifted the corners of her long skirt, she faded her green face, and became a little more mature and glamorous. The sun hung overhead, casting a shadow over her long eyelashes.

She still had a faint smile, her dark eyes were full of sadness that could not be concealed, her gaze crossed him, and fell on Xiang Nan, who was playing on the lawn, and her voice was still clear, so soft that it seemed to be about to go with the wind.

"I have to go back, and I have to go back to the south, where there are my roots, and there are his roots."

Huo Donglai frowned lightly, and his heart couldn't stop hurting, and the pain, pulling out thousands of threads, lingered around his heart for a long time, often causing him to respiratory arrest, which has happened more and more frequently.

He exhaled lightly again, calmed his heartbeat, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he also turned his head to look at Xiang Nan, who was racing against the shadow, and in his watery black pupils, there was endless concern in the warmth.

"To the South"

Huo Donglai's raised voice made the little figure in the distance immediately turn his head to look over, he was still holding the ball in his hand, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the game that was suddenly interrupted. The little person has seen it like that, the round little face has no common smile, the brows are furrowed, and the little face coincides with the person in the memory.

His heart throbbed again, Huo Donglai frowned imperceptibly, opened a big smile, and beckoned to him.

"Come here"

He ran to the south without the slightest hesitation. Huo Donglai opened his arms to him and hugged the little man who was still with the smell of milk into his arms, he hugged him greedily, this time not only his heart, but even his eyes hurt.

"Daddy"

The child's glutinous voice sounded, Huo Donglai blinked, and gently let him go.

"Xiang Nan will go home with his mother obediently tomorrow, and he must listen to his mother on the way, and he is not allowed to be naughty."

"Which home to go back to, isn't this our home?"

"Xiangnan's home is in China on the other side of the ocean, and that is our home."

"Are you going back to Portrait Dad's house?"

"yes"

"Oh yes"

The child's cheerful laughter was heard far and wide

Huo Dong watched Yang Jinxin carefully pack his bags, and the faint yellow light shone on the framed portrait at the head of the bed. The man in the portrait has a handsome face, a slightly furrowed brow, and his lips are pursed, and through the drawing paper, it seems that he will be attracted by his deep eyes.

"Although the domestic situation has improved, but the world is not yet peaceful, I will temporarily look at 'Xinyou' for Xiang Nan, and when you take care of domestic affairs, bring him back, don't take too long."

Yang Jinxin's hand holding the clothes paused, looked up at him with a frown, and said, "'Xinyou' was founded by you, and the child who wants to leave it to you."

Huo Donglai only smiled lightly, his eyes were doting, "Xiangnan is my child!" ”

Yang Jinxin's smile was full of apology and helplessness, and he only persuaded again in a low voice: "Come in winter, you should get married and have children."

Huo Donglai looked at her directly, so affectionate and reluctant, as if he wanted to carve her into his eyes, and it took a long time before he slowly said a word.

"Okay, when you come back, maybe I'll have to trouble you to mention my Zhang Luo's wedding."

Yang Jinxin let go of some of his heart and said with a smile: "Okay!"

Then, Huo Donglai grinned, such a brilliant and warm smile, it was the smile of a teenager standing under the pear blossom tree, and it was a smile that Yang Jinxin would never forget.

When the country announced its surrender that day, Yang Jinxin and Xiang Nan were eating lunch on the passenger ship, and the restaurant at that time was full of Chinese people who were eager to return home, and when the captain announced the news, the whole restaurant became silent for a moment, but soon, all the people cheered, men and women did not know each other, but they kept hugging and crying with people. Even Yang Jinxin hugged Xiang Nan and couldn't help crying.

She shed tears of joy for the Chinese War of Resistance in this time and space, shortening the time by two whole years.

The journey back to China is always very long, Yang Jinxin did not stop for a moment, the advantage of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War is that she can be in Hong Kong, directly board the ship to Jinling.

When I returned to Jinling, it was already the autumn of the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, and Jinling in this season was originally extremely beautiful, but at this moment, only the devastation after the war was left.

From the moment he set foot in Jinling, Yang Jinxin's heart was full, not painful, but very sour. Although the war almost destroyed this ancient city, the Chinese people who have been reborn are full of vitality, and you can see people reorganizing everywhere, and there is no longer a sad look on their faces, only vigorous vitality.

After several days of travel, Xiang Nan was tired and tired, and Yang Jinxin had to settle down in Jinling Hotel first, and Xiang Nan has always had a mature and sensible child of the same age. After packing up, Yang Jinxin left him in the hotel to rest, and temporarily hired a waiter to guard the door, while she hurried to the Overseer's Mansion after a long absence.

On the white wall outside the Overseer's Palace, there were still traces of war, and there were bullet marks on the steel-cast gate, and Yang Jinxin stood outside the closed gate, looking at the garden that had no one to tidy up. The evergreen lawn, which was originally just shallow, is now almost knee-high, and the azalea garden has been destroyed and no longer exists, but there are still a few small plants standing in the wind, stubbornly announcing their former home.

The vine leaves of Fufang vine have completely covered the position of the swing, I wonder if the swing is still there? A corner of the exquisite pavilion was missing, and the brutal war did not spare it, and the cobblestone path leading to the gate was submerged in the grass and trees, and there was no trace

"Who are you?"

A childish and sweet voice brought back Yang Jinxin's senses, Yang Jinxin wiped his eyes, looked down, and saw a beautiful little girl, looking up at herself, her round little face was pink and cute, her big black eyes were wide, her long eyelashes were flickering, and her facial features were delicate like a doll.

"Who are you?" The little girl asked in a crisp voice.

Yang Jinxin hurriedly squatted down to look at her, and talked to her with a smile, "Excuse me, is the owner here surnamed Qin?" ”

"Uh-huh!" The little girl nodded her head and flicked her pigtails.

Yang Jinxin looked at the little girl, and her heart felt pain little by little, this girl's age is about the same as Xiang Nan, her identity

"What's your name? How old are you this year? ”

Yang Jin was anxious to determine the identity of the child, but when he saw the child, he pursed his lips, turned his head to look at her, and said crisply: "Mom said that you are not allowed to talk to strangers."

"I'm not" Yang Jinxin didn't expect this little child to be so vigilant, and before he could speak, he was interrupted by a familiar and crisp voice.

"Nianxin, where are you?"

Yang Jinxin slowly stood up, and the woman who came out of the house, obviously didn't expect to see her, both of them looked surprised, and called each other's names almost at the same time.

"Chu Yu"

"Yang Jinxin"

"When did you come back?"

Chu Yu approached and asked through the iron door, obviously not ready to let Yang Jinxin in.

Yang Jinxin looked behind her and replied, "Just came back, who else is in the house now?"

"The original old people are all dead and scattered, where are there any people, now here, only our mother and daughter live, you go, where do you come from, don't come back!"

Chu Yu's words made Yang Jinxin feel lost for a while, she looked down at the little girl again, whether she was not giving up, and asked softly: "This child"

"It's me and his child, don't you know?" Chu Yu interrupted her with some impatience.

"Is he really gone?" Yang Jinxin used a lot of strength to ask this sentence.

This question made Chu Yu hesitate, and it took several minutes before she could answer it lightly.

"yes, so don't come back!"

The strength of the whole body disappeared with her words, Yang Jinxin couldn't stand anymore, sliding on the ground against the iron door, pale fingers, pinching the cold iron railing, her heart seemed to be hollowed out, and her chest cavity was full of bitter taste rolling hard, she wanted to cry, but her eyes were dry, hot, sour and painful, but there were no tears.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Yu's somewhat sad voice sounded, and she was asking her.

"Yang Jinxin, do you want to go to the cemetery to have a look?"

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the orange sunlight of autumn dyed the maple leaves on the West Mountain, and this brand-new tombstone stood in front of a taber.

"When he was twenty-three years old, he insisted on fighting a defensive war, and later, he was besieged in Jinling City, and that battle was fought for seven days and seven nights, and he fought non-stop, and later, even his personal guards and attendants were all on the battlefield, and when the Su division commander came in from the periphery, his injuries were already out of order, and there was a shortage of medical treatment at that time."

When Chu Yu said this, she didn't say any more, and her choked voice was carried away by the warm autumn wind, leaving a whimpering sound all over the place.

Yang Jinxin stared at the tombstone in front of him, with an almost indifferent look on his face, and muttered in his mouth: "Is this tomb also left back then?"

"Yes," Chu Yu seemed to sigh, "Back then, I came with Senior Commander Su. ”

"Oh"

Yang Jinxin took a deep look at the tombstone again, responded shallowly, and then looked up at Chu Yu with clear eyes.

"I'm going to visit the Overseer's Mansion tomorrow, it's the place I've stayed after all, you should be, this is my last request before I leave!"

Chu Yu paused, "Okay! ”

The wind of the western mountains brought a thin mist from the valley, and before the sun set halfway up the mountain, a thick mist rose, blocking the last remnant of the sun very quickly. The mountain breeze was blowing, with a heavy coolness, driving away the white mist, and drifting down the mountain, and the shadow of the mountain peak was pressed down faster, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, but in a moment, the heavy twilight was opened, and the originally blue sky darkened in the blink of an eye.

It's coming to an end.,Today is already the most diligent day since the post.,I've been double-shifted, I said,No matter how late it is tonight,,The last chapter finale will be posted.,Babies,Wait for me!!