Ji Shaotang shuddered, followed He Yanshen closely, and never left.

It's terrible to be alone in a place like this.

"He Yanshen, what are you bringing me here for?" Ji Shaotang no longer needs to be called He Yanshen by honorific titles, he has always called him by his name, and He Yanshen also likes her to call him like this.

Of course, He Yanshen didn't say anything, and walked forward in silence.

When he reached the top of the mountain, the tombstones looked very sparse, Ji Shaotang looked at a few at random, and found that the people who erected these tombstones were all surnamed He.

Ji Shaotang pouted, and there was a question mark in his heart.

What do you mean, did He Yanshen bring her to their ancestral grave?

He Yanshen turned around, and there was only one tombstone on their left-hand side, which read the tomb of the loving mother Yan Yan, and the person who erected the monument was He Yanshen.

Ji Shaotang looked at this tombstone and was stunned.

She hadn't met He Yanshen's mother, his mother had already died when they met, and Ji Shaotang only knew this.

The person who erected the monument was actually He Yanshen, wasn't he just over five years old at that time?

He Yanshen let go of her hand, put the champagne rose on the marble table, and said, "Mom, I brought her to see you." ”

Ji Shaotang panicked, looking at the tombstone in front of him, he couldn't empathize with He Yanshen.

Maybe she should have sensed He Yanshen's negativity and depression at the moment, but she didn't.

The aroma of champagne roses kept drilling into his nose all the time, and he could vaguely smell the smell of spices ordered by someone, and the cool breeze swept towards this side in waves, in such a solemn and solemn atmosphere, He Yanshen looked very sad.

Ji Shaotang clenched his hand.

There was a bouquet of dried chrysanthemums in front of Yan Yan's tombstone, I don't know who put it down, He Yanshen picked up the flowers and put them aside, staring at the person in the photo and fell into deep thought.

Ji Shaotang also stared at the photo in a daze.

Yan Yan is very beautiful, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and exquisite facial features, even in this era, she must be liked by many people. Ji Shaotang never knew how she died, and he never asked.

He Yanshen said: "When my mother was alive, she was in pain every day, because she was in pain, because her husband was in pain, and because I was in pain. ”

Ji Shaotang's hand in his right pocket was also clenched.

"Then she was diagnosed with depression and it didn't take long for her to go." He Yanshen finished Yan Yan's life in just a few words.

He Yanshen's lowered eyes were also expressing his pain.

Ji Shaotang was glad that she didn't have suicidal thoughts at this moment. Although she had a bad time, she still wanted to see the sun, feel the wind and rain, and feel everything.

This kind of thinking saved Ji Shaotang sometime later.

He Yan squeezed Ji Shaotang's hand deeply, as if he was afraid that she would leave this world as unexpectedly as Yan Yan.

Ji Shaotang looked up at the gray sky, looking like a storm was coming.

He Yanshen has been a little abnormal these days, always pestering her all the time, Ji Shaotang doesn't know what moths he has, and while he is very confused, he enjoys his company with peace of mind.

She hadn't been exposed to the online world for many days, and she didn't know a lot of what was going on outside.

For example, the popular traffic Xiaosheng Qiao Yang that night was tragically blocked, such as Xiaohua Ji Shaoliu was deeply involved in the *** incident and was blocked by the whole network, such as the wife of the president of Ji's Group who raised a little white face, such as He Yanshen being a cuckold and being sympathized, and for example, someone broke the news that Bloomage was not bankrupt 1 but was sold by He Yanshen at a price lower than half of the market value.

What's more, it is said that the city's first high-quality technology company is He Yanshen's, but after verification, the legal representative of ST is surnamed Ji, and there was a lot of discussion and speculation for a while.

Whether this era is Ji Shaoliu's era or something else, no one knows.

When they went home, the sky began to rain, and the two came down from the mountain road, and He Yanshen was already drenched.

The road was very muddy, and Ji Shaotang cautiously looked at the road under his feet.

Back at home, He Yan couldn't take care of himself, put bath water in the bathroom, found clean clothes, and finally pushed Ji Shaotang into the bathroom.

These days, He Yanshen's abnormal Ji Shaotang is used to it, maybe he feels guilty, maybe he feels embarrassed to eat and drink at her house.

Ji Shaotang soaked in the warm water, touching her stomach with her left hand, she couldn't feel the movement of another life in her stomach.

The month was too young for her to establish a psychological connection with the children.

He Yanshen was separated from her by a door, one inside and one outside.

Yan Yan left a deep impression on He Yanshen in the five years when she was a child, He Yanshen misses her, although Yan Yan has not been with him for a long time and has not experienced important moments in his life, but this does not prevent him from missing him.

When a person makes a strong impression on you for a short period of time, and those impressions are good, it is far more important for you to remember him than when a person makes a bad impression on you in your long life.

It is a natural physiological response for a person to subjectively remember that others are good to him.

Yan Yan gave up herself because of emotional problems, and she also gave up He Yanshen, who was only five years old, Ji Shaotang would not be like this.

Just like He Yanshen said to He Mingsong, Ji Shaotang is not Yan Yan, and above love, there are more important things worth her bothering about.

Ji Shaotang estimated that the time was almost up, changed into clean clothes and walked out of the bathroom, He Yanshen was still sitting on the sofa, holding his mobile phone in his hand as if he was sending a message to someone.

"He Yanshen, when are you moving out of my house?" A floor lamp lit in the living room shone on her face, and her pale pupils were not reflected in He Yanshen.

He Yanshen put away his mobile phone and asked, "Very anxious?" ”

Ji Shaotang shook his head: "It's not." I just feel that it is a little inconvenient. ”

Two people don't have a proper relationship, and there are really a lot of inconveniences when they are together.

He Yanshen leaned back, leaning lazily on the sofa, looking at Ji Shaotang with dark pupils, for a long time, he smiled lightly, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth also hooked a good-looking arc: "At least I have to wait until I have the money to afford a house." ”

Ji Shaotang's nose wrinkled, and she buckled her eyebrows, a little weak-hearted, she really forgot that He Yanshen was still a poor bastard now.

It's all because He Yanshen is too idle during this time, and he doesn't look like a bankrupt person at all.

She could endure him for more than half a month or so at most.

"Okay."

There is only one lit floor lamp in the whole room, and the warm light is sprinkled on the two people, which is very atmospheric.

At this time when the atmosphere is very beautiful, Ji Shaotang shouldn't say too much, and she is not very good at saying too much.

She was looking for milk oranges all over the house, ready to rua to meet the room again, but milk oranges didn't come out.

He Yanshen sighed helplessly, and slipped out the milk orange nested behind the sofa cushions, "Here." ”

The kitten's coat is still relatively light, and it really can't be seen clearly in some orange cushions.

Ji Shaotang naturally attributed the reason to the milk orange, and didn't think that he didn't look for it at all.