Listen to the analysis of two people's words, but ye Fei has no heart to listen. No matter how it is found, it is no longer important for her. The important thing is that she can see her own children immediately, the children she thinks about day and night!

Ye Fei constantly fantasized about Xiao Tian's present appearance and the scene when she saw him again.

Is he tall? Fat?

Can you tan?

Did you get hurt

Are you used to it here?

Don't you know her?

Did you miss her?

Should she give him a hug when she sees him? Or should

Thinking of all kinds of possibilities, ye Fei can't help being a little nervous. She doesn't know what to do for a while.

Just everyone is immersed in the joy of the moment, but almost all deliberately ignore another possibility in the bottom of my heart.

But when an hour later, looking at the scenery outside the window, none of them could laugh.

Ye Fei put her hands on the window and looked at the rows of simple tombstones outside. Her throat was a little tight, and she said in a soft voice, "Su Mo Han They Why did you bring us to the cemetery? "

Su Mo Han's eyes also fall out of the window, fingers tightly curled up, it seems that there is no way to answer Ye Fei's question.

The speed of the car gradually slowed down. Outside the window were rows of crude tombstones. Behind each tombstone, there was a small bulging grave bag, which was only covered with soil and dead leaves.

"Well? Su Mo Han Why did they bring us to the cemetery... " Ye Fei turned her head and looked at the man beside her. When she asked, her tears fell again.

Su Mo Han's eyes are also a little red, gently swept over Ye Fei.

Ye Fei buried her head on his shoulder. As long as she thought of the Cemetery outside the window and the possibility, she could no longer control her tears.

"Maybe we were just passing by? Su Mohan, you say, are we just passing by? When we go through the cemetery, will we see the sky? "

Ye Fei seemed to think of something, raised her head and asked again. Her eyes were full of brilliance.

Su Mohan looked at her tearful face. Her nose was sour. She wanted to comfort her, but her throat seemed to be blocked. She couldn't say anything.

Ye Fei didn't force him any more, just looked out of the window again.

There are some desolations in this area. Some grave bags seem to have been turned over. There are some tombstones that have already been turned over because of the wind and rain. The handwriting on them is not clear.

Ye Fei takes back her eyes and doesn't dare to look East and West. Instead, she stares at the car where Chu Zheng is in front of her. She holds her hand tightly. She tells herself in her heart: don't worry. As long as the car in front doesn't stop, it means that their destination is not here.

Don't stop Don't stop

Ye Fei's heart at the moment only these three words, as if in silent prayer.

But in the end, fate seemed not to hear her prayer, and the car where Chu Zheng was located stopped slowly.

Ye Fei's eyes were red, but she managed to squeeze out a smile. She poked her head out of the window and called to Chu Zheng, "is your car broken down? How did it stop? "

Hearing the speech, Chu Zheng's heart was also blocked. He looked at Ye Fei in a daze and couldn't speak for a while.

Su Mo Han is drooping his eyes, turning his head to look out of the window, seems to want to cover up the moist corner of his eyes.