Feng Gu pursed his lips and put the flowers next to the tombstone, took out the delicate snacks from the small basket and put them one by one, Wu Yanjue on the side spoke, his voice was cold and indifferent, but he listened carefully with a hint of admiration and gentleness.

"Mom, I've come to see you."

The clouds rolled up, the golden sun shone on Wu Yanjue's fair and bloodless face, his eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small faint shadow, Feng Gu Qiao reached out to pull his hand, his hand was very cold, even his fingertips were icy, he didn't speak, silently stared at his mother with a gentle smile on the tombstone, Feng Gu Qiao sighed softly in his heart, and the fingertips holding Wu Yanjue's hand tightened.

He didn't open his mouth to introduce her, but Feng Gu Qiao thought that it was the best proof that he could bring her here.

The air was quiet and she could hear the gentle sound of the breeze blowing through the green grass, Feng Gu Qiao meditated on what she wanted to say in her heart reverently and solemnly, some words are not heard by people from the other world, she doesn't want to say it, just like Wu Yanjue at this moment, those promises in her heart don't need him to know, and she doesn't want to say them to him pretendingly, just stay in her heart, because she loves him, in her heart.

Xu is the reason why Gu Qiao is there, Wu Yanjue only stayed in the morning and left with her, when he went back, he frowned, The breath around the body is depressed and low, like an injured and lost lonely beast, Feng Gu Qiao will definitely jump out on weekdays, even if she is hot in the cold field, but today is different, her chest is astringent, she doesn't know what to say, it seems that everything is not right, it seems that everything is useless, if the world is one or two sentences can relieve a heavenly and human eternal separation, then there is nothing that cannot be passed, It doesn't matter what the suffering in the world is.

She has also accumulated a lot of questions in the Wu family over the years, for example, on the annual sacrifice day, Father Wu never came to the cemetery to take a look, for example, she heard her parents say that Father Wu and his wife used to love each other like that, for example, Father Wu married her in the third year after his wife's death and chose to forget.

There are so many things she doesn't understand, she doesn't understand, and she still doesn't understand.

Back home, the home is deserted, today is not a holiday, Wu Fuyuan has a class to attend, seeing that the next year will be the third year of junior high school, on weekdays he is close to studying homework, Wu's mother has always been a noble lady's life, about someone to eat tea and play cards to learn flower art courses are almost not at home during the day, not to mention Wu's father, the busiest family is the head of the family.

Feng Gu Qiao felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, although Wu Yanjue never had a birthday, but after all, this was his twenty years old, Feng Gu Qiao really didn't like the coldness and emptiness that came to his face.

"I didn't pay attention for a while, it's afternoon." Feng Gu Qiao pretended to be hungry, naturally looked at the table below, looked at Wu Yanjue sideways, and said, "It's rare that we both have time today, why don't we go out to eat?" ”

There was a surging flow of people outside, blowing a warm air conditioner, Feng Gu Qiao finally felt that the coldness in her heart had been dispelled, she ordered a small cake with a candle on it, it was not night now, and there was not much atmosphere, but she still lit it.

Wu Yanjue's eyes immediately fell on Feng Gu Qiao's face the moment he saw the cake, Feng Gu Qiao sighed, stretched out his hand and put his hand on his palm, "Symbolically, celebrate your twentieth birthday, just commemorate it a little." ”