Xu Hong cried more and more in front of his parents' graves, Xue Chengyu hugged Xu Hong, and let him cry heartbreakingly, this kind of heartache that he could only rely on the grave to mourn after not seeing his parents for many years, Xue Chengyu can understand.

Xu Hong didn't know how long he had been crying, only that he seemed to be crying and was about to die. After four years, he finally returned to his parents and looked at the graves of his parents, even if it was a well-dressed grave, it was better than being homeless and not knowing where the roots were.

Xue Chengyu saw that Xu Hong couldn't breathe when he cried, and kept patting his back to help him dredge his breathing, and slowly Xu Hong's face returned to normal, and he didn't cry as loudly as just now. Maybe after venting, my heart doesn't hurt like that.

After Xu Hong finished crying, Xue Chengyu picked up his little face and looked at it, his eyes were about to swell from crying

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