Mu Nuannuan didn't know what Bo Qijin was in a daze, as if she was in deep thought, and she felt isolated.

After a while, he finally took a step. Seeing this, Mu Nuannuan hurriedly followed.

Bo Qijin's feet stepped on the stone bricks, and he couldn't hear the slightest sound.

Mu Nuannuan was also cautious, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the silence here.

After going up a long flight of steps, Mu Nuannuan was a little struggling, and when she looked up, she was still far away.

She gritted her teeth and silently followed behind Bo Qijin, trying to control her breathing.

Bo Qijin kept walking forward, her steps were still light, as if she had forgotten her existence behind her.

After walking for a while, Bo Qijin stopped, turned around and stretched out his hand to her.

Mu Nuannuan finally gasped and said, "I can do it, I can." ”

It's only a few hundred steps, how can it be difficult for her.

Bo Qijin didn't insist, he took his hand back, but he still stood still.

After Mu Nuannuan walked up two steps, he patted his back.

The moonlight gilded a silver glow on his shoulders, and he leaned down, for he meant to carry her on his back.

Mu Nuannuan was indeed a little tired, but the first time she saw Mrs. Xu, it was not good to let Bo Qijin carry her on her back.

She shook her head, but Bo Qijin took her hand and almost carried her whole person.

Mu Nuannuan was caught off guard, and an exclamation, the sound resounded in the quiet garden, so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth.

Bo Qijin didn't say a word, just carried her silently, and probably went up two hundred steps.

After Bo Qijin put her down, Mu Nuannuan saw that his forehead was already oozing with thin sweat, but his breathing was still steady.

She looked back, startled, and went down the steps, Xu Hao was already far away from them.

The lights are turned on everywhere in the garden, and the flowers and plants in the garden are very simple and generous, especially quiet.

Mu Nuannuan silently followed Bo Qijin, and he finally stopped in front of a stone tablet.

It was clean, but there was nothing.

The only thing she had was the photo on the tombstone, which was exactly the same as the person she saw in the photo in Bo Qijin's collection room, young and beautiful.

Mu Nuannuan looked at the person in the photo in a daze, and felt a sadness inexplicably in her heart.

Why did she die at such a young age?

Today is her death day, shouldn't some sacrificial supplies be put in front of the tombstone? It's also good to have a bouquet of flowers?

Mu Nuannuan didn't know why, so she silently greeted her in her heart.

She left so early, she must not have much time to take care of Bo Qijin.

In the future, she will take good care of Bo Qijin instead of her.

It's just that Mu Nuannuan has some concerns in her heart.

Old Man Bo has always been very dissatisfied with her, his granddaughter-in-law, and I don't know if she can satisfy Mrs. Xu.

From just now to now, Bo Qijin has not said half a word.

His eyes were staring directly at the picture on the tombstone, and the whole person froze, as if he had lost all consciousness, and there was a deep sadness in his eyes.

In an instant, Mu Nuannuan couldn't take her eyes off, because she actually saw Bo Qijin's red eyes.

How much sadness is in his heart, and he tries his best to endure it, to reach this point.

She reached out and clasped his broad hand, "Qi Jin, if you want to cry, just cry." ”

He didn't answer, but as if touched, the corners of his mouth twitched.

After a long while, he spit out a few words in a deep voice, "Bo family, there are no tears." ”