The next morning, after breakfast, because we don't have to go to work, everyone is arranging today's activities.

Xiao Muchen put on the clothes made by Wang Shuzhen herself, and was held by her aunt, and her little hands and feet refused to be honest for a while.

"Baby, do you like your great-grandmother's clothes? If she knew you liked it so much, she would be very happy. Zhao Yiyan kissed the little baby's cheek, and the little guy actually giggled.

"I think I really like it." Zhao Yiyan pinched the little guy's fingers and put them in his mouth for a while, "What! That's good! ”

"Of course Mu Chen will like the clothes made by her grandmother, little Mu Chen, do you like the eldest aunt?"

Although Mu Chen is small, his ability to recognize people is not bad at all, and he also giggles when he sees Wang Man, which is very face-saving.

"Oh my God, Yiyan, your son is too smart, isn't he?"

"Right? I think too. Zhao Yiyan accepted all the compliments, originally, his son was smart and cute.

After a while, the aunt hugged Mu Chen to drink milk, Zhao Yiyan sat on the sofa, ready to study the location of the trip for too long, it was too far away, grandma couldn't stand the long journey, closer, there were a few places that were not bad, and they could be compared.

Li Tingchen's mobile phone rang.

The hospital called, the number of the director.

When he saw the number, Li Tingchen subconsciously gave Zhao Yiyan a look, and then answered.

"Dean Chen, what's the matter?"

At that end, there was obviously a somewhat dull atmosphere, which made the ominous premonition in Li Tingchen's heart more and more intense.

President...... Mrs. Zhao, ...... this morning Left......"

The living room suddenly fell completely silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Yiyan's body.

Hearing the news of her grandmother's departure, Zhao Yiyan sat on the sofa stupidly for a few minutes without any reaction, hanging her head, stiff, and sitting there without saying a word, and no sound could enter her ears.

Li Tingchen half-knelt on the ground, hugged her upper body with both hands, and looked at her with pity and heartache with her eyes scattered but unable to shed tears, she must have been in great pain in her heart, but there were no tears, but there was no reaction at all.

Li Tingchen silently hugged her shoulders and accompanied her, and Wang Man also came over, sitting next to Zhao Yiyan, holding her shoulder with one hand, giving her a trace of strength.

Zhao Yiyan almost went to the hospital in the company of Li Tingchen, in the quiet and almost terrifying morgue, where Wang Shuzhen was covered with a white cloth and lay lifeless.

Zhao Yiyan's fingers touched the white cloth, but she didn't have the courage to lift it, she didn't have time to see her grandmother leave, and now, she didn't dare to see her......

Li Tingchen has always been by Zhao Yiyan's side, from the hospital to the incineration plant, Zhao Yiyan quietly hugged Wang Shuzhen's urn, and tears flowed silently.

It wasn't until she carried Wang Shuzhen's urn to Wang Shuzhen's residence in City A that she saw the familiar furnishings and room layout, and finally cried!

"Grandma!"

Zhao Yiyan knelt hysterically in front of Wang Shuzhen's window, his two hands were fiercely attached to the sheets, and the sun was shining in the bedroom, as if it had been countless afternoons......

But no, and never again.

Zhao Yiyan was paralyzed on the ground, his legs lost the strength to stand upright, and he cried completely while holding Wang Shuzhen's urn.

She has no grandmother, and from now on, she has no relatives in the Zhao family.

"Grandma...... I'm sorry...... I didn't take good care of you......" Zhao Yiyan buried his face deep in the sheets, his eyes were burned by tears, and his heart hurt as if he was about to suffocate.

I haven't had time to be filial to you, I haven't had time to let you live a good life, grandma...... Why did you leave me behind?

Countless self-questions and self-blame, Zhao Yiyan was finally tired, she had experienced such a farewell to life and death twice, and each time she was in pain.

A face pale and bloodless from heartache and exhaustion, she thought that her grandmother would leave, but she didn't dare to think that she was in such a hurry anyway!

Grandma, we have to go on a trip together in early summer, why don't you wait for me?

Grandmother......

Why don't you wait for me?

Li Tingchen hugged Zhao Yiyan in his arms and hugged him tightly, "Wife, listen to me, grandma didn't have any regrets when she left, she walked very peacefully, she saw your happiness now, and she didn't have any worries." ”

"Wife, you still have me, you still have a baby." A gentle voice, with cherishment.

"I love you, and I will make up for my grandmother's love for you."

Zhao Yiyan lay in Li Tingchen's arms, grabbed the corner of his clothes, closed his eyes, and tears dripped on Li Tingchen's clothes, "I don't have a grandmother anymore...... Tingchen, my only relative is gone. ”

Li Tingchen's strong arms protected her, as if protecting a porcelain that would be broken at any time, he knew, he knew that these days, she had experienced too much grief, too many tears, he knew that her heart could no longer be crushed by complexity.

"You still have me, I will never leave you, even if I face death in the future, I will not leave you alone, okay?"

Li Tingchen carefully wiped away the tears on her face with his big hands, and every tear of Zhao Yiyan was like a charcoal fire dropping on his heart, and her tears made his heart burn.

He would be willing to take all her pain on himself if he could!

"Wife, do you know how scared I am of your tears." Li Tingchen hugged Zhao Yiyan to his chest, resting his chin on her neck, and his low voice carried endless pampering and pity.

Zhao Yiyan didn't know how he fell asleep, and he didn't know how he woke up, so he spent two days in a haunted way.

On the third day, Zhao Yiyan and Li Tingchen returned to City B together, buried Wang Shuzhen's ashes next to the tombstones of her grandfather and parents, and then knelt on the ground, reaching out to touch her grandmother's smile in the photo.

She's going to lie here forever, like her parents who will never come back......

Zhao Yiyan's tears fell to the ground again, her fingers touched the photo of her parents, choked up and couldn't say a word.

"Dad......"

"Mom......"

"You don't want me anymore...... You've all left me behind......"

The labor pain in his heart made Zhao Yiyan's tears drown his breath, and he couldn't say a word about it, so he could only shake his shoulders weakly and collapse weakly in front of his relatives' tombstones.

These cold stone tablets were all her favorite and most loved her family members, but now, they all left one by one, and everyone left in such a hurry.

Li Tingchen was possessed, looking at the tombstone of the Zhao family and his wife, looking at the face that was already familiar in the information and could not be more familiar, and hugged Zhao Yiyan with his hand.

"Tingchen, my heart hurts so much......"

"I know...... I know ......"

Her heartache and tears once again made Li Tingchen bear greater and stronger self-blame and remorse, this tragedy of the Zhao family was planned by his father.

He ruined a happy family with his own hands, and he took all of Zhao Yiyan's ...... The father was the murderer.

Li Tingchen's eyes were swollen and red, and the hot liquid was almost coming out, and the boxer clenched quietly, and his father ...... How should all this end? How does it end?

If Yiyan knows the truth, how should he face it? How to choose?

Zhao Yiyan looked at his parents who were still young, his father who was still handsome at the beginning, and his mother who still had an extraordinary temperament, and said in a low voice: "Parents, grandma went to look for you, Yan Yan is ignorant and didn't take good care of her, I hope you will take good care of grandma over there...... Don't, don't let her suffer anymore. ”

Li Tingchen hugged Zhao Yiyan's shoulders, and his heartache made his voice hoarse, "Wife, my parents will definitely take good care of my grandmother, they will be very happy together, believe me." ”

Zhao Yiyan snuggled in Li Tingchen's arms, trembling, "Tingchen, did I tell you...... When I was fifteen years old, my parents left. ”

Zhao Yiyan's tears that he didn't wipe away fell on the back of Li Tingchen's hand, cold liquid, with a thick pathos.

"It's all over, wife, we can live well in the future."

Zhao Yiyan shook his head weakly, as if he had been deprived of all his strength, and lay softly in his arms, "No...... There is no past...... Tingchen, I ......"

Zhao Yiyan's heart moved, she wanted to tell Tingchen about the events of the year.

She wanted him to know that she was actually the daughter of a smuggler, and she wanted to tell him that the raging fires of the year, the gossip that filled the world, and she wanted to show him the self hidden in the darkness completely.

Whether you end it or not, she doesn't want to hide it anymore, she feels so tired of carrying the burden, really tired.

If she was just worried at the beginning, now that her grandmother is leaving, Zhao Yiyan really doesn't want to bear the weight at all.

Li Tingchen stopped all her words, and a finger was gently put on her lips, "Don't say anything, no matter what happened in the past, let's not mention it, okay?" ”

The bottom of his eyes was as gentle as a deep pool, and the clear water of the pool sucked her soul into it, and this fiery love made her unable to utter a word of the words blocked in her throat.

His heart was filled by him little by little, and it was tightly sealed.

Don't mention it? The black mark on the body, not to mention it, is it really okay?

"Even if it is...... I have...... It's disgusting...... Past? Zhao Yiyan gritted his teeth.

"Fool, don't talk nonsense, you are my wife, I love you, and I will love you all. If I had a past that made you despised, would you leave me because of it? ”

He asked her.

"Nope! Of course not, I love you! ”

"Me too, I love you no matter what happens."

The two hugged each other tightly in the cemetery, under the lilies, the four smiling faces in the photo, in the sunny and slightly drunk afternoon, all became blessings and prayers.

Can this really be the case? With the departure of Grandma, will all this also be buried deep in the ground?

Li Tingchen looked up at the sky, if everything in the past can really be completely forgotten with the passage of time like floating clouds, if everything can be turned into memories that can no longer be opened.

How nice that would be.

He is willing to spend his whole life and all his life to defend everything he has now, to protect this woman who has experienced too much trauma.