The world is complicated, and when the pure dream goes away, it is a body of dust stained by the years.

Not far from Qiao's house, Qiao Dong received a text message from Qiao Wei: "Rest early." ”

Qiao Dong parked the car aside, he understood what his sister meant.

She knew he was going to drink, he was going to drive away from the party, and she was worried.

He sat down next to a tree by the side of the road, lit a cigarette, and replied with a message: "Good night." ”

For a day and two nights, Qiao's family didn't wait for Qiao Dong to return.

The dawn of Monday morning lit up slightly, Han Yichen stood in front of a mausoleum, and the photo of the woman on the tablet was delicate and quiet, just like her name: Zhou Jingfang.

Han Yichen put the flowers in his hand in front of the mausoleum and bowed: "Maybe you don't like me very much, but please believe me." ”

Sweeping away the fallen leaves in front of the monument, Han Yichen continued sincerely: "I will spend my life taking care of her, if you want, please help me." ”

Han Yichen muttered softly in front of the monument for a long time, he was telling a person's recent situation, preferences and mood. It wasn't until he received the word "go" from Liang Shiyuan on his mobile phone that he bowed and left.

Shortly after Han Yichen left, Li Simeng and Zhang's mother appeared in front of the mausoleum.

Looking at the white lilies in front of the monument, Li Simeng counted exactly seven.

"Mom, did that person come to see you again?"

For as long as she can remember, every year on the festival day and Qingming Festival, she would always see a bouquet of seven white lilies quietly placed in front of the monument, and she was very happy to have someone who remembered her mother like her. It's just that the person didn't seem to come again a few years after she got married, she used to be sad about it, and now he is here again, it's not that he doesn't remember, but he can't come.

"I thought I was the only one in the world who remembered you."

Time is the best healing medicine, and it will eventually seal those sad memories in that scar in the heart.

Li Simeng made a joke about Zhou Jingfang in front of the mausoleum: "It shouldn't be your former suitor, you can let me meet him if you have the chance." ”

The front of the mausoleum is very clean, someone has cleaned it carefully, she wiped Zhou Jingfang's photo, and said with a smile, "If you are so beautiful like your mother, many people must have chased you when you were young." After speaking, he turned back and asked Zhang's mother: "Yes, Zhang's mother." ”

Mother Zhang nodded and replied, "It's for sure that Madame is so beautiful." ”

Li Simeng, like Han Yichen, also murmured softly, she talked about Xia Yanran, Lu Xiangnan, and Han Yichen, she said a lot of people, but there was no Li Yaomin.

The man who wouldn't even come on a day like today, she didn't want to mention it, and she didn't think her mother would want to hear it.

"Moe?"

Li Simeng turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man who was walking towards her, with a layer of mist in her eyes.

He was old, and he was no longer the same as she had seen when she was a child, and his eyebrows were still so similar to his mother's, and she got up and cried out with a cry: "Uncle, aunt."

Hearing Li Simeng call his uncle, the middle-aged man's eyes turned red.

"It's really cute." The woman next to the middle-aged man said excitedly.

The middle-aged man eased his mood and looked at Li Simeng for a while before saying, "You have really grown up, you were only so tall before." As he spoke, he compared his waist to a height.

Li Simeng said a little embarrassed: "Uncle, I also want to grow up." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The middle-aged man looked behind Li Simeng, and the color in his eyes darkened a little, didn't the so-called brother-in-law come?

Li Simeng also looked at the back of the middle-aged man and asked, "What about Qiao'er." ”

The middle-aged man is Zhou Qiao's father, Zhou Shanghua, and next to him is his wife Jin Meiyan.

Jin Meiyan came to the mausoleum and put some fruits and flowers in front of the monument, and then slowly said to Li Simeng: "Qiao'er has been admitted to Haida this year. ”

Haida? Why didn't she come to her when she was admitted to Haida? And why hasn't my uncle contacted her all these years?

Zhou Shanghua knew Li Simeng's question, and said: "I'll talk to my sister, let's find a place to sit down later." ”

When he knew that Li Simeng did not return to the Li family's old house, Zhou Shanghua insisted on letting Li Simeng move to his house.

Zhang's mother went back to the hotel, and it was easy for Li Simeng to go to Zhou Shanghua's house to live, but Han Yichen and Liang Shiyuan were bitter, because Zhou's family was in a small village below Jiangcheng.

"Boss, do you want to know where we stay at night, so let's go with us."

"Yes."

"Where's the food?"

"Yes."

The naïve Liang Shiyuan chose to believe that Han Yichen had it, and then when he arrived near Zhou Shanghua's house, Han Yichen went out in a circle, came back and threw him a bag of bread and a bottle of water.

Live is there: in the car.

Eat too: bread.

The boss doesn't deceive him!

Unlike them, Jin Meiyan prepared a sumptuous dinner and cleaned up Zhou Qiao's room.

"Qiao'er has been admitted to Shanghai University this year?"

"Speaking of which, we also want to thank you, old man...... Your ex-husband, our family is really grateful to Yi Chen, the child. Jin Meiyan said and served Li Simeng a bowl of soup.

Cold and dusty? Li Simeng looked at Jin Meiyan puzzled.

Jin Meiyan also looked at Li Simeng puzzled: "You don't know? ”

Li Simeng shook his head. How could Han Yichen know about his uncle's family?

"It's all Qiao'er's girl, she said that her brother-in-law collected a lot of high school study materials for him, and she was able to get into Shanghai mostly thanks to him." Jin Meiyan didn't understand why Li Simeng didn't know anything.

"When's it?"

"It's been more than a year, it should be the girl's sophomore year of high school." Zhou Shanghua added a dish to Li Simeng's bowl and said, "I received several boxes of books at that time." ”

Isn't he abroad for more than a year?

"We can't remember the specifics, you can go back to Haicheng and ask Qiao'er." Jin Meiyan took a closer look at Li Simeng again: "Eat well first, you see that you don't have meat on your body, you are too thin." ”

Li Simeng was a little moved, how many years have passed, there is no such feeling, whenever Zhou Shanghua adds vegetables to her bowl, and Jin Meiyan keeps telling her, she is moved for no reason, and her eyes are red again when she thinks about it.

"Mengmeng, what's wrong with you, why are you still crying." Jin Meiyan asked with concern.

Li Simeng couldn't hold back any longer, the tears in her eyes rushed out of her eyes, and she said aggrievedly: "Why haven't you contacted me for so many years." ”

Zhou Shanghua understood at once that Mengmeng must have no one around her who cared about her all these years. After my sister left, I heard that Li Yaomin continued the strings and gave birth to a son, so she must have started to snub Mengmeng. Thinking that Mengmeng must have had a hard time all these years, Zhou Shanghua's eyes also turned red, and he felt that he was so sorry for his sister.

Jin Meiyan looked at Zhou Shanghua's eyes and understood his difficulties. She patted Li Simeng's back and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes for Li Simeng, but Li Simeng cried even more.

At this moment, Li Simeng felt that she didn't need to be strong anymore, and the small care of her uncle and aunt moved her to a mess. Since her mother left, she has been a child who lacks care, so when Lu Xiangnan treats her well, she will like Lu Xiangnan without hesitation.

It took a while for Li Simeng and Zhou Shanghua to ease their emotions.

After Jin Meiyan cleaned up the dining table, the three of them sat down in the living room.

Li Simeng heard Zhou Shanghua start to talk about the events of the year.

"Actually, your dad came to us back then."