Half an hour later, Chu Nanxi and Li Hannian boarded the car together and rushed to the curtain.

Both of them were dressed in black suits, and Chu Nanxi was still holding a bouquet of specially prepared white daisies in his arms.

My father was very fond of this flower, and every time she went to see him, she would bring a bouquet.

In the past, every time she went to the cemetery, her heart was extremely heavy.

Today, her mood is not relaxed, but she seems a little calmer than before.

The departure of relatives is naturally sad, but people must always learn to grow up and learn to accept the parting of life and death.

When she went to see her father again this time, she had more courage in her heart than before.

Chu Wenxuan's cemetery is on a south-facing hillside on the outskirts.

All the way up the stone steps, you can see the splendid flowers and plants on the hillside in the distance.

Walking in front of the curtain monument, Chu Nanxi was the first to step forward and put the bouquet in his hand in front of his father's tomb.

He took out a tissue from his bag and carefully wiped down the entire tombstone.

"Dad, Ah Nian I mentioned to you last time, I brought him with me this time."

Looking at the photo of his father on the tombstone, Chu Nanxi showed a rare smile.

Every time she came here, she would cry.

But today, she didn't want to cry anymore.

She believes that her father must want her to live happily under Jiuquan.

"You must have seen it, I have taken off the scar you gave me, your daughter has grown up, and I will definitely live bravely and happily in the future, you can rest assured!"

I thought about saying that I wouldn't cry, but when it came to the end, she still couldn't help but choke a little.

Li Hannian walked over, held her shoulders, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

Taking the handkerchief and wiping the corners of his eyes, Chu Nanxi stretched out his hand to grasp Li Hannian's left hand, and spoke again to the photo of his father on the tombstone.

"Dad, he is Ah Nian, he is very good to me, the two of us have decided to get married, I believe you will like him!"

The tombstone is silent, and the man in the photo is smiling silently, and the sunlight reflects his deep eyebrows, which seems to dye those eyes with a touch of brightness.

Noticing the figure in the distance, Chu Nanxi stood up.

In a corner of the woods not far away, three figures slowly approached.

Chu Jinwang, who was in a wheelchair, had a blanket on his lap, Ji Qingqiu walked behind and carefully pushed the wheelchair, and the assistant who followed behind was holding a bunch of white daisies.

"I'll go take a look."

Chu Nanxi stepped over to meet her, Li Hannian followed her gaze, and retracted his gaze.

Looking at the face of the man on the tombstone, he whispered.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of her."

Conversations between men don't need too much pretentiousness and rhetoric.

Loving someone never requires much proof.

Seeing Ji Qingqiu and the others coming over, Li Hannian stood up from the grass to greet him.

"Hello grandpa!" His eyes fell on Ji Qingqiu's face, and he said lightly, "Teacher Ji is good." ”

Ji Qingqiu looked at him and nodded slightly.

"Grandpa, I'll push you over!"

Chu Nanxi didn't talk to Ji Qingqiu, just took the wheelchair and pushed the old man forward.

Several people returned to the tombstone, and the assistant came over and sent the flowers to Ji Qingqiu to walk on.

Taking two steps forward and leaning the bouquet against the tombstone, Ji Qingqiu squatted down and looked at the gentle and elegant face of the man on the tombstone.

The eyelashes fluttered, and the circles under the eyes turned red.