Tang Yu lowered his head and looked at her tearful little face, already asleep.

The warm fingertips gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at her silently for a long time before carefully placing her in his arms.

Seventy-seven, tomorrow, it will be fine.

Because you still have me!

He hugged her all night, didn't let go, and kept hugging her.

When the sky was slightly bright, Pei Qiqi woke up.

When I opened my eyes, my eyes were a little sour and a little astringent.

The little hand tugged at his yukata and his voice was hoarse, "I want to go and see it." ”

Tang Yu pursed his lower lip, "It's been ...... this morning I'll take you there in the afternoon. ”

All matters were carried out by Tang Zhiyuan, and Tang Yu did not participate, and Pei Qiqi's identity was not suitable to attend Zhao Ke's funeral.

Pei Qiqi also knew, she hung her head and was silent.

Tang Yu hugged her for a while, "Don't go to the company in the morning." ”

She lifted her eyes.

"I'll be with you." He smiled slightly.

Suddenly, Pei Qiqi threw herself into Tang Yu's arms, her face buried in his shoulder, and her voice trembled a little, "Tang Yu, our child, can you save Tang Xin?" ”

"Yes. Definitely. He patted her and comforted her softly: "If one can't work, give birth to two!" ”

Pei Qiqi looked at him dumbfoundedly: "I'm not a pig." ”

"Well, I'll ...... Turn you into a pig. ”

Lying on his shoulder again, her voice was soft, "Tang Yu, I'm afraid ......"

She was afraid of the people around her, so she left one by one......

She was terrified.

The little hands tightened, holding him desperately.

Tang Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed her long hair, and his voice was elegant: "Don't be afraid, we will grow old together, and when the gray hair is gray, Qiqi, I can still hold you." ”

Her body lay a little limply on his shoulder, her eyes closed, imagining how they would grow old.

She couldn't believe that they could grow old together.

I can't believe it, they can be like ordinary couples, all the way to the end.

Tang Yu held her little face, and his voice was firm: "We will definitely do it!" Seventy-seven, we'll be. ”

He kissed her, without any love jade, just pity for the little pity who kissed him.

All morning, I just accompanied her and didn't do anything.

In the afternoon, Tang Yu drove Pei Qiqi to the cemetery.

The sky was dark and gloomy.

When Pei Qiqi got out of the car, he looked at the boundless cemetery and sighed in his heart-

Because, Pei Minghe was also buried here, Zhao Ke didn't want to see him anymore, and he was buried together after his death.

Pei Qiqi was dressed in black, wearing sunglasses on his pale little face, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand, and followed Tang Yu to the new grave.

The photo, using Zhao Ke's fresh research when he was young, is picturesque, and none of them is exquisite.

Even if it's just a photo, you can see her flamboyance.

Pei Qiqi slowly squatted down and placed Bai Ju in front of Zhao Ke's tombstone, which was a monument erected in the name of Tang Xin.

There is no name of her Pei Qiqi.

Yes, in Zhao Ke's heart, there is no Pei Qiqi without her.

From beginning to end, it didn't even occur to me to admit her.

Standing up slowly, looking at the photo, she said softly: "If you don't look for me at that time, don't let me leave Tang Yu...... No, it won't be like this. ”

Rather, she never knew who her mother was.

"You'll never be able to hold me, and I won't be able to call you Mommy." Pei Qiqi looked at her photo and lowered his head, "But, you never knew how much I longed for you." ”