Sheng Jingrong and Sheng Huanxing went to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city to worship Jinfeng, and Qin Zhi drove them.

The autumn rain is misty, and the cemetery is cold and cold.

Sheng Huanxing was wearing a black plain skirt, while Qin Zhi and Sheng Jingrong were wearing black suits.

There are two tombstones, namely Sheng Jingrong and Jinfeng, and the three of them put down yellow chrysanthemums in front of Jinfeng's tombstone in turn.

After Qin Zhi finished offering yellow chrysanthemums, he left with interest, leaving space for the father and daughter.

Sheng Jingrong squatted down, habitually wiped the tombstone, and muttered, "Huanxing, Dad has been working as a sweeper in this cemetery during this time, and he comes to talk to your mother every day, and today she finally has a companion again, I brought you, she must be very happy......"

Sheng Huanxing listened to it very badly, her father couldn't go back to home in the past few months, but he used to be a company executive but was reduced to being a cleaner, but fortunately, his father was accompanying his mother, and his father was satisfied.

Sheng Huanxing also squatted down, facing Jinfeng's tombstone, his eyes were red and the water was flashing.

"Mom, I'm sorry, it's been so long to come to see you, it's my unfilial piety...... In the future, I will take good care of your father and be filial to your father's ......."

"Good daughter." Sheng Jingrong was pleased to hold the back of Sheng Huanxing's hand and patted it gently.

Then Sheng Jingrong said some thoughtful words between husband and wife to Jinfeng's tombstone, "Xiaofeng, Huanxing, she has changed a lot and is sensible a lot, and our daughter has finally really grown up......"

"By the way, she has a boyfriend, she is tall and handsome, and she is not bad to her, I see it in my eyes, but I will still take care of it, I hope he is the man our daughter can entrust for her life......"

"Also, now that you're not around, I'm such a daughter, I can't bear to let her marry so early......"

Sheng Jingrong said as he spoke, his eyes moistened, and his voice trembled.

Sheng Huanxing looked at the man who was once the head of the family, he was just an ordinary father at this time, she had changed during this time, and her father had changed a lot.

Her father used to dot on her, and now he apparently dotes on her even more, because in his eyes, she is his only relative.

Sheng Huanxing sighed, and couldn't help but think of his own daughter again, his heart was as uncomfortable as a big stone, and he was a little out of breath.

"Huanxing, Dad suddenly remembered, Dad has one thing that he hasn't figured out, so he just asked you." Sheng Jingrong slowly stood up.

Sheng Huanxing helped him and subconsciously asked, "Dad, what's the matter?" ”

"It's that your mother should have held her last breath when the car accident happened, and sent me a text message, but I couldn't understand the content of the text message at all."

Sheng Jingrong explained while taking out his mobile phone, which was a little worn.

Before Sheng Jingrong called up the text message, Sheng Huanxing saw the message interface, and there were all text messages saved as drafts, and the recipients were all her.

Sheng Jingrong slid down and pulled the text message, and said, "These text messages are all prepared by my father to send you, but unfortunately at that time, I was legally declared dead, my ID card was cancelled, and the number could not be used, so none of these text messages were sent......

"Dad......" Sheng Huanxing listened even more uncomfortable, his head rested on Sheng Jingrong's shoulder, and tears fell.

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