529. Go to the grave

Everyone burst into laughter.

Jiang Guo said: "Yifan, I got to know you again today, have you pretended to be all these years?" is such an unsmiling and old-fashioned person, and now it is simply like two people. ”

Zhao Xiaoling said: "He has always been such a person, because he was not familiar with you before, so he didn't show you his truest side, but now that he shows it, he treats you as his own person."

"Then isn't it because I have your light that I am treated by him as his own?"

"Of course!"

"Good! I heard that the girl's foreign minister, it turned out that it was really like this, and he began to protect him before he got married. ”

"Of course! He is the one who wants to accompany me for the rest of my life, I don't protect him, who do I protect? ”

Zhao Xiaoling also learned from Chen Yifan to protect him in front of outsiders, and at the same time sprinkled a little dog food.

"We are also your lifelong relatives! No matter what happens to you, we will always be your strongest backing. ”

"Thank you, brother, thank you, Dad, I used to carry everything by myself, especially when I was a child, I often went to school alone, walking alone on the road, at that time I was terrified, now there are you, and Yifan, even if you don't have to do anything for me, with your love, my heart is also full of strength, at this moment, I feel that my life has been very complete."

"Child, you have suffered all these years!"

"If those hardships can be exchanged for today's complete happiness, then I will admit the suffering."

As they spoke, they went to the cemetery.

They took some fruits, sweets, pastries and steamed buns from home from the car.

Dense graves are layered on top of each other.

Jiang Guo pointed to the distance and said, "Xiaoling, have you seen it?" There's a plum tree over there, and mom is there. ”

In the distance, a delicate plum blossom swayed in the cold wind.

"Because my mother likes plum blossoms, you planted a plum blossom where she lives?"

Jiang Guo nodded.

Slowly approaching, I can see more realistically, the plum blossom is in full bloom, clumps, layers, flowers like blood.

Jiang Xiaodong said: "This year's plum blossoms are better and denser than in previous years."

The person in the photo on the tombstone is smiling slightly, combing two black braids, wearing the blue and white plaid dress, of course, only revealing the upper body, looking pretty and refined.

Chen Yifan looked at the photo, and then at Zhao Xiaoling, "Xiaoling, it really looks like you, if it weren't for you here, I would definitely be shocked when I saw this." This feeling is really bad. ”

"Yes, you must have the illusion that the person buried in this is me."

Chen Yifan held Zhao Xiaoling's mouth.

He was already terrified, and she said it.

In fact, Zhao Xiaoling herself has this feeling, she feels that the person buried here seems to be herself, her own in her previous life.

In her previous life, she was also a little weak and mentally retarded because she was too kind, so she was pitted miserably by her friends.

So she felt that her fate in her previous life was so similar to that of her mother, she was killed by her friends.

Of course, Chen Yifan's trepidation was fear of losing her, but her feeling was as if she had seen another self, and she felt that her former self was buried here.