Back mountain.

The sun shines, the breeze blows wantonly, and the corners of people's clothes are disordered.

Wen ruoqing and Chu Xiaomo climbed up the mountain slowly with Chu Yu on crutches.

Chu Yu breathed heavily, and his hands on crutches were shaking, looking exhausted.

"Mom, are you tired? Let me not carry you up."

Wen ruoqing saw Chu Yu's forehead full of sweat and worried.

"Mother, I'd better carry you."

Chu Xiaomo squatted in front of Chu Yu without saying a word and motioned Wen ruoqing to put Chu Yu on his back.

"No, you are all good children. But I want to go up this mountain alone."

Chu Yu shook his head and looked forward with a firm face.

That was the way to him, and she was going to run towards him alone.

Wen ruoqing and Chu Xiaomo look at each other and can only hold Chu Yu again and let her stick to her own opinion.

The three walked and stopped and finally came to a tombstone.

Looking at the name of the man engraved on the tombstone, I felt a pain in my heart.

This man should be her father.

Chu Liang.

A man of great looks.

"Brother Liang, who do you think is coming?"

Chu Yu slowly knelt down on the ground and extended his hand to Wen ruoqing.

Wen ruoqing knelt in front of the tombstone consciously, and his nose was a little sour.

"Dad, the unfilial daughter Chu Xing is back."

Chu Xiaomo also knelt down and arranged the things used for worship one by one.

"Brother Liang, is our daughter beautiful? Who does she look like? It should integrate your and my advantages. Brother Liang, you must be laughing, right? Our daughter has finally been found! I can come to see you at ease. Don't blame me. Haven't you raised a daughter for so many years?"

Chu Yu reached out and stroked the photos on the tombstone. His eyes were full of affectionate feelings, with deep thoughts and love, which was the miss between lovers.

She slowly talked about the beautiful past and the pain after parting.

Wen ruoqing stayed quietly beside Chu Yu and listened to her tell the past.

The wind, raising the dust all over the sky, scattered people's clothes and disordered people's black hair.

Wen ruoqing clipped his broken hair behind his ear, afraid of Chu yuleng, so he took one side of the coat and gently draped it over her.

Chu Yu's body shook slightly, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wen ruoqing was startled and shouted, "Mom, what's the matter with you?"

Chu Yu's body softened and suddenly fell into Wen ruoqing's arms.

She swallowed the blood in her mouth, raised her hand, held Wen ruoqing's hand, smiled and shook her head, "xing'er, mom is leaving, you should be good."

Hearing this, Wen ruoqing's tears suddenly fell down.

She shook her head desperately and sobbed, "no, mom, I just learned acupuncture therapy. I'll take you back now. I'll cure your disease."

How can mom die!

She hasn't had time to treat her!

"Cough!"

Chu Yu coughed twice, and his tone was finally weak. "Xing'er, don't cry. It's enough for mom to see you before she dies. Don't be sad. I'm going to see your father. I'm going to be reunited with him."

Looking at Chu Yu's face, Wen ruoqing shook his head desperately, and Dou Da's tears fell drop by drop.

"Mom, don't die, I don't want you to die!"