I still remember that the yard of the Su family was once full of such gardenias, but unfortunately, after my father died, my mother Ying Ruomin even eradicated the roots, and not a single leaf was left.

I really didn't expect such gardenias to grow in the wild, and it is estimated that when they bloom in June and July, they must be very fragrant here.

If my father had come to visit my grandparents' graves in June or July, he would have been as surprised as he was when he smelled the scent.

It's a pity that it's not June or July, otherwise you can use gardenias to make this garland, with a little regret, Su Qianai took the wreath, accompanied by the warm sun breeze, stepped on broken steps, and prepared to return along the same road.

When she returned, she reluctantly looked at the gardenia branches and leaves again, but this time she had an unexpected discovery - in the gardenia bush, there was a wreath similar to her hand, the flower that made the wreath was about the same color as her hand, and the flower was still stained with dazzling dewdrops, which seemed to be picked from nearby in the morning to make a wreath.

Su Qianai took a closer look at the back of the wreath, and did not see the high protruding earthen bag, so she was relieved - it was not a grave, nor was it a wreath used to pay tribute to her relatives like herself.

However, she still looked around, left and right, and after making sure that she was alone, the childlike innocence that surged up made her decide to pick up the wreath and prepare to carry it together in front of her grandparents' tombstones.

It was only after picking up the garland that she found that behind the garland was a low tombstone, so frightened that she hurriedly threw the garland in her hand, her legs were weak, and she almost fell.

While worshipping, Su Qianai complained in her heart that she was cheap.

This tombstone is very low, and the back is just a small mound of slightly protruding mounds, and the mound is also covered with gardenia branches, and all around are gardenia branches more than one meter high.

Su Qianai, who had palpitations, hurriedly bowed a few times, and hurriedly went to pick up the garland she threw away, and placed it in front of the tombstone in front of it according to the previous appearance, but when she was posing, she saw a small photo above the tombstone without paying attention, which made her stunned, and couldn't help but take a look at it more.

The woman in the photo is very white and thin, with deep-set eye sockets, and although she has a smile on her face, it makes people feel an indescribable sense of sadness.

I seem to have seen this woman somewhere!

Su Qianai's brows furrowed, looking at the photo and thinking hard, but after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't remember where she had seen this woman.

Looking at the moss on the tombstone stone, you know that this monument has been erected for some years, and it has only been more than half a year since I was reborn.

Su Qianai shook her head slightly, knocked on her head that she hadn't thought of anything, and wanted to turn away, but her strong curiosity made her go forward and remove the garland and look at the words on the tombstone.

When those two simple lines of words came into her eyes, her whole body seemed to have been struck by lightning suddenly, and she stood there without saying a word for a long time.

The tombstone is simply engraved with two lines of words: "The tomb of his beloved wife Chen Lanling, Su Chengqing and his beloved daughter Su Qianai weep."

Su Qianai's face became as white as snow, her lips began to tremble, and the two garlands in her hands fell to the ground again, but she didn't realize it.

Not a defus? Su Chengqing? Beloved daughter Su Qianai?

God, this tombstone was erected by myself and my father!

So, the one lying in this grave is my mother?

That mother who conceived and gave birth to "herself" in October?

Su Qianai remembered what her father didn't say before he died: "Lingling, I ......"

Could it be that the Lingling in my father's mouth is this Chen Lanling, his biological mother?

Su Qianai, who was already stunned, stood in front of the tomb for a long time, her mind slowly came back to her senses, and she began to think about the problem.

I didn't expect my biological mother to be called Chen Lanling, who was buried here by my father, no wonder there are gardenias planted around here, no wonder my father has to come here every year to grave my grandparents several times! No wonder Dad has the conditions and doesn't want to come and develop here!

It all happened for a reason!

Su Qianai slowly squatted down, slowly reached over and stroked the small tombstone, and once again read the words on the tablet, the words "beloved wife" and "not husband" stung her deeply, so that her eyes couldn't help but fill with tears.

It seems that my father really loved my mother very much, but I had to give up my love for the sake of my personal future, and I lost my mother, so I felt guilty for half my life.

Isn't the gardenia full of gardenias the thoughts of my father for my mother? No wonder those innocent gardenias would be uprooted after Daddy's death.

Scanning the surrounding geographical environment again, her eyes fell on the small tombstone again, Su Qianai's vision was blurred again, and there was a big word "crying" shaking in front of her eyes, she could even see her father squatting in front of this low tomb and talking softly with her mother, Dad's eyes were full of tears of guilt, and he stroked the photo of her mother on the stele over and over again, tearing her heart.

When his mother was alive, he couldn't do anything for his mother, and after she died, he could only hide her quietly in a corner of this barren mountain, and could only build her an inconspicuous grave, a low stone monument, and occasionally find an excuse to come over secretly to comfort her.

Maybe doing this just doesn't make the woman in the family sad, she has already lost a woman.

People, one misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred.

The sentence "Lingling, I ......" that my father said before he died may be a sentence that has been said thousands of times to my mother's photo, "Lingling, I'm sorry for you".

Su Qianai sighed deeply, she always blamed her father in her heart before, blaming his indecision for harming the happiness of the two women's lives, at this moment, she actually felt a little sympathetic to her father.

Many times, once a person makes a certain decision, even if it is wrong, he must persist in his mistake, because there is no turning back from the bow.

Su Qianai reached out and stroked the emaciated face on the photo, and the tears once again slipped uncontrollably.

What a thin face it was, there was almost no flesh on the face, and some were excessively pale, how many years of whiteness had been stored! So white that there is not a trace of blood, a trace of anger!

This is her mother, Su Qianai's heart ached for a while, although this can't really be regarded as her own mother, but she has already become one with her body, and the family affection in the dark makes her body tingle from time to time.

The tombstone does not have the date of birth and death of the mother, and it can only be judged from the stele that it has been some years, in other words, the mother has been dead for many years.

I don't know if my mother still remembered my father before she died, and if she was like Ying Ruomin, she hated her father for half her life until she died?

When you have it, you don't know how to have it, and when you are flying, you only end up empty and sad?

Dad and mom are like this, what about myself and Cheng Yining?

Alas......

Another long sigh spread.

"Ai-"

"Ai-where are you-"

"Xiao Ai-Xiao Ai-"

An urgent call from far and near interrupted Su Qianai's thoughts, it was the voice of her brother Su Han and Sang Cen Qing!

She quickly stood up, quickly wiped the tears from her face, looked left and right, and didn't see their figures, but judging from the voice, they should have come this way to find her.

Turning to look at her mother's tombstone, she hurriedly arranged the garland, picked up the garland she had made up earlier and prepared to leave, folded it back quickly, knelt down and kowtowed to the tombstone three times, then quickly got up, looked at her mother's photo carefully, and then hurriedly walked outside.

After walking more than ten meters away, he saw Su Han and Sang Cen Qing shouting left and right not far away, looking anxious.

Su Han found Su Qianai first, rushed over, grabbed her shoulders tightly, and said anxiously and distressedly: "Xiao Ai, why did you run so far?" I'm scared to death, brother, are you okay? ”

Sang Cen Qing also ran over, and asked very nervously, "Xiao Ai, are you okay?" ”

Su Qianai was afraid that they would see something unusual, so she hurriedly forced a smile, raised the garland in her hand, and pretended to be relaxed: "I'm fine, I just accidentally got lost, brother, I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

After Su Han looked at her carefully, he held her hand and breathed a sigh of relief, and said very regretfully: "Okay, it's okay, it's okay, you're also frightened, your eyes are crying red, it's all my brother's fault, my brother shouldn't have asked you to come over to pick any flowers, fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise my brother would have regretted dying in his life." I must let my mother scold me well. ”

Su Qianai hurriedly wiped her eyes with her sleeves, blinked again, and then laughed playfully: "Brother, do you owe scolding?" When you go back, you have to find your mother to scold you! ”

Su Han took Su Qianai's hand and walked back, and said as he walked: "I didn't take care of you, and being scolded is a must." If something really happens to you, I won't have a good life, Mom doesn't blame me, I have to feel guilty to death. ”

"Bah, baba, what is dead, what is alive, what nonsense!" Su Han's words made Su Qianai's heart feel a burst of warmth, but she still didn't tell her brother what happened to her before, she felt that her parents were already from another world, and she didn't want to bring any unhappy shadows to this incomplete home because of them, but after walking a few meters away, she couldn't help but turn around.

"What is Xiao Ai looking at?" Su Han looked behind her gaze very strangely, of course he didn't see anything.

"Huh? Uh, I'll see if Sang Cen Qing is up to date. Su Qianai hurriedly made an excuse, and her eyes immediately moved to Sang Cen Qing.

Sang Cen Qing seemed to be a little flattered, and hurriedly replied: "I'm here, I'm here, I'm right behind you." ”

The three of them came to the grave of their grandparents again, and Su Qianai found that the grave that was overgrown with grass had now been pulled out of a single grass, and a lot of paper money was pressed on it with clods of soil.

Sang Cen Qing respectfully placed the hard-won wreath in front of the tombstone, and then the three of them bowed again, and then they went down the mountain together, deciding to come again tomorrow.

There is no moon at night, and the cold is a little heavy, Su Qianai, who originally wanted to rest earlier, couldn't sleep a little, and was not in the mood to code, always thinking about the scene she saw on the mountain during the day, lying on the bed tossing and turning for a long time, very irritable, and covered her head in the quilt.

Just when she was tossing and turning in bed for a long time, very annoyed, there was a slight knock on the door.