The Chinese New Year is a very lively time, not to mention the New Year's Day, that is, a few days before the New Year, people walk on the street, there is a festive hustle and bustle in hibernation.

However, the cemetery is depressed for 365 days a year, and even more so on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Ling Baolu stood beside Qi Yu, looking down at the photo of Qi Yueling when she was young on the tombstone, she was not a country and a city, but she had a pair of eyes that made people feel very comfortable when they met.

In those eyes, the eyes were clear and calm, Ling Baolu remembered that when she saw Qi Yueling before, her eyes were gentle.

Although she didn't have much contact, Ling Baolu knew that she was a good woman, a good mother, and a good friend, otherwise, she wouldn't have adopted the daughter of a good friend without saying a word.

So far, Ling Baolu doesn't know if Qi Yueling hadn't died back then, Shen's future life would have been different.

"Mom, Baolu and I have come to see you." Qi Yu took Ling Baolu's hand and looked at the photo on the tombstone, his voice faintly full of sadness and regret.

He has always lived for his mother, and he studied very hard when he was a child, just hoping that his mother could have a little status in that family, because that family is a straw bag, but he relied on his mother's background to be better than his mother, and never gave their mother and son a good face.

Qi Yu had nothing else, only an innate high IQ, and when he was still very young, he had only one thought, that is, to study hard and let Pei Zhentao know that he was the most amazing of all his sons.

But all efforts were subverted at the moment of his mother's death, and the man he used to call his father was nothing to him now.

Looking at his mother's tombstone, Qi Yu only had regrets in his heart, and he thought more than once that it would be great if his mother was still alive.

Beside him, Ling Baolu stepped forward and said to the tombstone, "Mom, I'm coming to see you, Brother Qi Yu and I have had a good year this year, you can rest assured over there, I will take care of him, I will listen to him, and don't make trouble for him." ”

Qi Yu didn't speak, and Ling Baolu didn't speak anymore, just standing in front of Qi Yueling's tomb and was silent.

The winter wind was biting, and in the cemetery on the outskirts, the wind was stronger than in the city center, blowing the broken hair on Ling Baolu's forehead straight, and it also made her face hurt a little.

"Let's go, let's go back." Qi Yu turned around and reached out to shake it; Wrap her shoulders and turn her around, "Is it cold?" At the same time, he reached out to straighten the scarf for her.

"A little!" Ling Baolu nodded, but suddenly someone broke into her sight, making her stunned, "It's him here!" ”

Hearing this, Qi Yu frowned, and also heard the footsteps behind him, so he turned his head, and after seeing the person, he was not surprised at all.

"I also thought that today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and I have to come and see you; Mom, I didn't expect to meet you. Qi Tiancheng was holding a bouquet of daisies in his hand, this was Qi Yueling's favorite flower when she was alive, and Qi Yu also brought a bouquet over today.

Qi Yu didn't want Qi Tiancheng's words, and did not retreat to the side, but still stood in front of Qi Yueling's tombstone, watching Qi Tiancheng walk to the side of his mother's tombstone and put the daisy next to the bouquet of daisies he brought.

"Yueling, I've come to see you." After putting down the daisy, Qi Tiancheng stood in front of Qi Yueling's tombstone and said, "I still remember what you looked like when you were a child, alas, ......"

"Mom, I'll take Baolu back first, and I'll come to see you later." Qi Yu didn't want to stay with Qi Tiancheng for a long time, and he didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he pulled Ling Baolu, turned around and walked towards the gate of the cemetery.