Hanwen casually wiped the tears on his face and turned to look at the tombstone of Xiaotian. He ran to the mound without looking back.

"Little day Xiaotian, I am Hanwen I am your favorite calligraphy Will you come out? " Hanwen squatted on the mound, stretched out his little hand and began to dig the soil.

"Come out, little day. I'll give you all the ice cream cakes. I miss you so much. I haven't seen you for two years

Hanwen kept throwing down the earth, as if as long as the earth on the mound were planed clean, Xiaotian could reappear in front of him.

"Woo woo Are you angry with me? Why don't you come out... "

After digging for a while, he didn't get any effect. He sat on the mound and cried again.

See everywhere crying, everywhere is filled with sad breath.

Su Mohan took the calligraphy down from the mound a few steps ago, but this time he said nothing.

"I'm not going! I'm not going! Don't touch me! I'm not going anywhere! Here's Xiaotian! I'll leave when the day comes out! "

Su Mo Han can't earn any money. He simply hugs the tombstone with both hands. He is still holding the tombstone, crying with his voice, kicking his legs, and running up to the top of his navel with his coat.

"Obedient, Hanwen." Su Mo opened his mouth in a deep voice, and his voice became hoarse.

Hanwen cried and looked at Su Mo Han: "Baba Xiaotian promised to take me to the north pole to see penguins. His words don't count! "

Su Mo Han forced to endure the sour eye socket, eyes after all or wet.

"When I get home, Baba will take you to see penguins."

"I don't want you, I want Xiaotian, I don't want Baba, I want brother..."

After all, Hanwen was a child. After crying for a while, he was a little tired and fell down from the tombstone.

Su Mohan gently picked him up, he forced his nose, gradually quiet down.

Luo Shaojun is even more remorseful. If she had not taken the child away from ye Fei, maybe Xiaotian would not have died. Ye Fei and Su Mohan would not have looked like this!

He did not dare to think that if someone killed his son, he could not bear to shoot him!

Now, it's Ginny who killed Xiaotian.

But he felt that he was the murderer!

Thinking of that lovely little face, Luo Shaojun also red eyes, as if to think of something in general, turned to look at the rich couple, grabbed the man's lapel, pointed to the tombstone and said in a cold voice: "you tell me clearly, what's going on here?"

The translator, who was affected by the previous atmosphere on one side, reacted for a while before returning to his senses, and quickly expressed Luo Shaojun's meaning.

Hearing this, the rich man was eager to explain: "two years ago, one day, I took vasa to the mountain to pray. When I arrived at the top of the mountain, I found a child hanging on the tree trunk stretching out from the middle of the mountain. Originally, I didn't want to pay attention to it. But vasa was curious and asked me to rescue people."

"When they were rescued, they found that it was actually the child in your mouth. But at that time, the child looked very hurt. If it wasn't for his trousers hanging on the tree trunk, he would have fallen off the cliff and died

The rich man sighed, as if recalling the scene of that year.