But Wu Yanjue has always had something that he can't get over in his heart, he never has a birthday, because the price of his birth is his mother's life.

Every year on his birthday, he would go to the cemetery to stay all day, rain or shine all these years, once Feng Gu Qiao saw that he was alone every time, and sympathetic offered to accompany him, but he refused indifferently.

He never appeared in his mother's cemetery with others, no one knew how he spent the whole day in the cemetery, in the past, Feng Gu Qiao saw that he insisted and did not force it, but now that she thinks about it, her heart hurts for a while, how much did Wu Yanjue, whom she liked, endure.

He must feel guilty and blamed himself in his heart, he must feel sorry for his mother, he killed her, otherwise how could he have been so obsessed for more than ten years.

Feng Gu Qiao desperately wanted to accompany him, but this was a thorn in his heart, a thorn that his family could not easily touch, and she was not sure that Wu Yanjue would definitely agree to her request.

But she thought, he would take her anyway eventually.

She is now not only his nominal fiancée, she has his approval, and he is no longer just a responsibility to her, but also love, he should always take her to meet his mother, so that he can see what kind of person he will spend the rest of his life with.

Feng Gu Qiao also wanted to tell her at the grave that she had no choice but to continue to love, with her to do it for her, she would love him more than anyone else in this world, she would bring him the warmest everything in the world, and she would make him very happy.

Born in this circle, even if their union began with a business marriage without emotion.

But, they really love each other.

"The day after tomorrow......" Feng Gu Qiao plucked up the courage to raise his eyes to look at him, but unexpectedly, before she could speak, Wu Yanjue spoke, he said, "You go with me, okay?" ”

He said he didn't want to be alone.

Feng Gu Qiao cried at that time, she got up and hugged him, he sat dumbfounded, his head resting on her chest, her fingertips touching the skin of his ear temples, cold and distressing.

How to say that?

He finally took off his guard in front of her, and finally stopped hiding his scar in front of her, but the wound seemed to grow on her, she hurt, the pain that spread from her chest cavity corroded and invaded her limbs inch by inch along the blood vessels, she bit her lip, tears fell drop by drop, she never knew that she could cry so silently, just like a mime, she integrated into the role, silently only cried, but she knew in her heart that she had to endure it, she couldn't prick the wound in Wu Yanjue's heart, she cried, afraid that he would be distressed.

He has endured so much, she can only try her best to give him happiness, she shouldn't let him be sad with her, she has sworn in her heart to give him the best, she shouldn't break the contract, right?

The day I went to the cemetery was beautiful and the wind was beautiful, the trees along the road were lush and I couldn't see the end at a glance, the wind was still a little biting cold, Wu Yanjue walked in front, no one made a sound along the way, Feng Gu Qiao didn't know how many stairs she had gone up, she followed quietly and solemnly, her legs were sore, she kept walking, and finally when she arrived at the place, she saw Wu Yanjue's mother.

The photo of the woman on the cold tombstone is gentle and beautiful, smiling gracefully at the camera, it can be seen that she was very happy at that time, Feng Gu Qiao was slightly stunned when she saw the date on the tombstone, she knew that Wu Yanjue's mother died early, but she didn't expect that she would die at the age of less than twenty-five.