However, Long Qingxin did not answer for a long time.

She turned to look at the mountain, and after a long time, she said something inconsequential, "It's a nice view." ”

When she was waiting for him in the same place, he went to Jiangnan to look for flowers and willows.

Now, he waited for her in the same place, but she didn't want to go back.

In this life, it hurts too much. In the past, one by one, she was covered in bruises.

Next life.

If it's really fate, see you in the next life.

The east wind along the water blew through Long Qingxin's silver-white hair, and with that all-encompassing sigh, it blew all the way to Yan Youcheng's tombstone.

In the black-and-white photos, he is still as heroic as before, strong and majestic.

His children and grandchildren walked past his grave one by one, and put down a pure white chrysanthemum with their hands to mourn him and bid him farewell.

When Xia Jinqi was holding the little puff to send flowers, the little puff pointed to the photo on the tombstone in confusion, "Grandpa...... Hug ......"

She was too young to know the meaning of death, and she didn't understand that the person in the photo was just a photo, and wouldn't actually come over and hug her.

She just remembered what her grandfather looked like, and she wanted her grandfather to hug her......

Xia Jinqi had endured all the way, but when he heard the voice of the little puff, his eyes became warm again, "Little puff, grandpa will never be able to hold you." ”

"Ah......" Little Puff didn't understand, looked at her mother and looked at the photos on the tombstone, and still didn't understand why Grandpa didn't blink or move there all the time, and there were many people who came to see Grandpa......

Ji Xinyu was already crying secretly, and after wiping her tears, she came over and hugged the little puff, "My good grandson, grandma hugs you." ”

"Milk ......" The little puff turned around suddenly and threw herself into her grandmother's arms with a smile.

Xia Jinqi's arms were empty, and when he wiped the corners of his eyes and looked back, he saw that everyone was ready to leave, only Yan Jun was alone, still standing in front of Yan Youcheng's tomb, and he was reluctant to leave for a long time.

She walked over slowly, reached out, and took the large, slightly cold hand that hung at his side.

Yan Jun was in a trance, his palms were warm, and he subconsciously looked back, just in front of Xia Jinqi's moist but smiling eyes.

In that smile, there is hope, progress, and encouragement......

Yan Jun understood what she meant.

He smiled back, and took her hand with his backhand, straining slightly.

"Let's go." He has a clear voice, especially good.

"Okay." She nodded, following in his footsteps, catching up with the large group that had already gone far.

Long Qingxin walked last.

She didn't send flowers to Yan Youcheng, but took off an old-fashioned hosta on her head and put it in front of Yan Youcheng's stele.

That was when they were in love, Yan Youcheng gave it to her, she is very precious and has been treasured to this day.

came to his funeral today, and she specially wore this hairpin to come out.

"Go all the way." She only left these four faint words, and then turned around and left in style.

The obsession in her heart, as well as everything between her and Yan Youcheng, were all let go with the release of this hairpin.

Everything, all laid down.

After she left, a bright ray of sunlight passed through the layers of clouds from the Nine Heavens, shining all the way on Yan Youcheng's grave.

Finally, he can go to another world with peace of mind.

Death is not as terrible as imagined.

Just another way, got eternal life.