Then, while the mist in the air had not yet fully landed, she walked in circles to the mist, allowing the fine mist with fragrance to fall all over her body.

After spraying the perfume, Feng Yasong stood in front of the dressing mirror and observed the whole, and after making sure that his outfit was elegant and decent, and his makeup and hairstyle were natural and pleasing, he walked out of the room satisfied.

Before he got to the first floor, he couldn't wait to ask Chong Jingchen: "Do I want to prepare some souvenirs or something?" Is it appropriate for me to go empty-handed to this place where you are going to take me? ”

Looking at her excited eyes, Chong Jingchen shook his head: "No, you are the best gift." ”

"What?" The light in Feng Yasong's eyes dimmed instantly, and he muttered in a dissatisfied tone: "After all, it's the first time we met, so if you don't bring anything, it's not good?" It seems like I'm very rude......"

Chong Jingchen thought about it, so he compromised: "If you really want to bring it, go to the flower shop and pick a bouquet of flowers that you think is the most beautiful." ”

Feng Yasong instantly smiled: "ojbk, I'll go now!" ”

You don't have to go far, there is a small flower shop near their community.

In addition to roses, lilies, and sunflowers, which can be raised in all seasons, there are also seasonal flowers that are unique to winter.

Such as tulips, peonies, plums, snow willows, hydrangeas, etc.

Feng Yasong picked and chose and bought a large handful of pure white peonies.

The petals of the peony are layered, pure white and flawless, like a bride's wedding dress, looking fresh and elegant.

The flower language is also some dignified and noble, rich and auspicious, happy, happy life and other auspicious words, which are very suitable for the elders.

After paying, Feng Yasong walked out of the flower shop happily with a large handful of packaged peonies.

Chong Jingchen had already driven the car out and parked on the side of the road.

Feng Yasong opened the car door and put the bunch of budding peonies on the back seat.

He opened the co-pilot's door and sat side by side in the front row with Chong Jingchen.

"Is it cold or not?" Chong Jingchen asked as he turned sideways to help her fasten her seatbelt.

Feng Yasong shook his head: "It's okay." ”

In the next second, the man's warm cheeks had already touched her cheeks, which were slightly red from the cold.

The two big hands also folded together, wrapping her small, frozen hands.

The man was already in a firepower, and he kept sitting in the fully heated car. Her cheeks and palms were hot, and it was like a natural stove on Feng Yasong's skin, and it didn't take long for her cheeks and hands to be warm.

Chong Jingchen let go of his hands and started the car after pecking her red lips lightly.

Like a nimble fish, the black van shuttled freely through the streets of the city for a while before heading straight for the suburbs.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, which gradually became familiar, Feng Yasong's heart suddenly swelled with an ominous premonition.

If her memory was correct, she had walked the spiraling mountain road before.

The day she woke up from this body after her sudden and unexpected death.

At that time, she took a car for more than an hour to the cemetery built on this mountain, just to see off her former self for the last time.

But what about Re-cherish?

For no reason, what did he bring her to the cemetery for?

It can't be his family...... Phew! Impossible!

What if he was just passing by the cemetery? Isn't that what she's cursing his family?

Until things are fully figured out, she'd better not think about it.

If you guess wrong, it's weird!

And just as she was muttering, Chong Jingchen had already carried her straight to the resting garden built halfway up the mountain.

Feng Yasong: "......"

No way? Is he really going to take her to the cemetery?

Then she got up happily early in the morning, put on makeup and bought flowers, even picked pink clothes to wear, and dressed herself up like a bride to be married, wouldn't it seem strange and impolite?

Feng Yasong watched Chong Jingchen park his car at the gate of the cemetery, and felt a little crying.

And Chong Jingchen didn't seem to notice anything wrong with her outfit, or maybe he noticed it, but he didn't mind.

He opened the passenger door, protected her head with one hand, and took her hand with the other, helping her out of the car.

Then he took out the peony placed in the back seat of the car, and the two of them walked into the cemetery hand in hand.

In the northern winter, everything outside is bare, even the cemetery with beautiful scenery near the mountains and rivers is no exception.

Feng Yasong withstood the howling cold wind, followed Chong Jingchen around in the cemetery, and soon stopped in front of a tombstone.

The black-and-white photograph on the tombstone frames a young woman with a dusty temperament and a gentle smile.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes were seven or eight points similar to Chong Jingchen's smile, but because the photo looked too young, Feng Yasong didn't dare to confirm the relationship between the two for a while.

She tugged at the hem of her pink and tender skirt, looked at the woman smiling like a flower in the black and white photo, and looked at Chong Jingchen with a serious expression, so embarrassed that she almost couldn't raise her head.

Even his tongue was a little knotted and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know that you were bringing me to this kind of place, otherwise I would definitely pick plain clothes to wear......"

Chong Jingchen raised his hand and rubbed her head, and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, my mother also loved beauty the most when she was alive." If she has a spirit in the sky, she will definitely be very happy to see you dressed up beautifully to see her, and she will like you very much. ”

After Chong Jingchen finished speaking, he put the budding peony in his arms in front of the tomb.

Then he took Feng Yasong's hand and said to the woman with the same face on the tombstone: "Mom, I'm Jingchen, and I brought my future wife to see you." ”

"She knows you like flowers, so she specially selected a bunch of peonies for you, it's beautiful, right?"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Feng Yasong again, and solemnly introduced to her: "Songsong, this is my mother, and I am my only relative in this world except for you. ”

Feng Yasong nodded, followed his example, and said to the tombstone in front of him with a smile: "Hello Auntie, my name is Feng Yasong, and you can also call me Song Song like everyone else." I'm Jingchen's current girlfriend, future wife, and lifelong partner, and it's a pleasure to meet you......"

It was cold on the mountain, and Chong Jingchen was afraid that she would be cold and cold, so he didn't dare to stay in the cemetery for too long.

After letting her talk to her mother for a while, he took her out of the cemetery and drove back to Tingfeng Yayuan.

Along the way, Feng Yasong muttered in his heart.

Although Chong Jingchen really took her to meet the only parent he admitted, the questions she had been hoarding in her heart for a long time not only did not dispell, but became more and more.

(End of chapter)