This night, there is no sleep.

She could lie on the bed until dawn, heard the sound of birds and birds in the treetops outside the window, she got out of bed and pushed the window completely open, the cool morning breeze carried a thin mist to the face, the fresh breath was refreshing, and the heaviness of the heart seemed to be relieved.

She carefully groomed and changed her clothes, and told Zhang's mother in advance that she was going to the cemetery to worship.

She knew that without Zuo Xingyun's permission, she couldn't go anywhere.

After Mama Zhang and Zuo Xingyun spoke on the phone, she nodded at her, and it seemed that Zuo Xingyun did not refuse her request.

When he was about to go out, 'Nian Nian' reluctantly rubbed Xiang Wan's ankle.

Xiang Wan was committed to picking up 'Nian Nian' and gently stroking its soft hair: "You are obediently at home, I will be back soon." ”

Zhang's mother advised: "The flight is eleven o'clock in the morning, Miss, you have to come back quickly." ”

Xiang Wan answered, and touched and touched 'Nian Nian'.

Seeing this, Zhang's mother opened her mouth again and persuaded: "Miss, since you are reluctant to leave, and you are reluctant to go every year, why don't you give the second master a call?" Maybe he'll agree to let you stay? ”

Xiang Wan didn't say anything, took the coat from Zhang's mother and got into the car.

Today, the sun is shining, the cemetery is full of grass, the green Berlin is standing, and in the ears, it is the sound of the pigeon whistle in the blue sky.

Xiang Wan gently placed the white bouquet he brought in front of his father's grave and carefully wiped the dust off the photo.

In the black and white photo, my father was smiling warmly, and she laughed too, laughing and laughing, and tears fell: "Dad, I received the gift you gave me, and I like it very much......"

As the words fell, a breeze rose, blowing through the grass and trees, and stirring her long hair, as if her father was responding to her.

She hid all her grievances and sadness: "Dad, I will take good care of my mother and live well." ”

After a few moments, the driver urged her to leave.

She glanced deeply at the tombstone, turned around and returned to the car: "Go find Zuo Xingyun, I want to see him." ”

The driver was a little embarrassed: "This ......"

Xiang Wan's tone could not be refused: "If you don't take me, I'll go by myself." ”

The driver didn't have a problem with her, and after obtaining Zuo Xingyun's permission, he took her to the company.

There was a crowd of people in front of the office building, and Xiang Wan saw Zuo Xingyun standing on the side of the road at a glance, he was not wearing a coat or tie, and the neckline of his white shirt was slightly open, looking a little lazy.

Perhaps it was his leisurely composure that was incompatible with the hurried surroundings that made him so abrupt.

The driver drove the car to a well-known morning tea restaurant, Zuo Xingyun chose a window position, and the two sat opposite each other.

At this time, the sun was just right, the morning mist was evaporated, and the light was reflected on the side faces of the two without reservation, half illusory, half calm.

The waiter handed over the menu, and Zuo Xingyun naturally pushed the menu to Xiang Wan: "What are you looking for me?" ”

Xiang ordered a few things to eat: "I don't want to go abroad. ”

Zuo Xingyun pursed his lips, irritability floated to the bottom of his eyes, and he was silent for a long time before saying, "Eat first." ”

Seeing that he didn't really want to talk about it, Xiang Wan didn't show any hurry, even though it wasn't far from the time to board the plane.

When breakfast was served, Xiang Wan pushed a plate of fried buns to Zuo Xingyun, and seeing that he didn't want to move the chopsticks, she was puzzled: "Didn't you like to eat this before?" Tastes changed? ”

Zuo Xingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his eyes to look at her: "You were only ten years old when I left. ”

"Human memory is limited, and what is usually remembered is what is considered important."

As he spoke, Xiang Wan observed Zuo Xingyun's expression intentionally or unintentionally.

Her words are somewhat of an emotional card.

She hoped that what Zhang's mother said was true, no matter how Zuo Xingyun and her father got to this point, he treated her well.

She underestimated Zuo Xingyun's expression management, his expression did not change from beginning to end, and he didn't answer her words, just picked up the chopsticks and took a shallow bite of the fried bun.

Xiang Wan's heart is cold, is this the end of the conversation before it starts?

Suddenly, Zuo Xingyun pushed the remaining fried buns back to her: "This is what you like to eat, I used to just accompany you to eat." ”