Feng Feng drove the car onto the highway.

"Cemetery." Feng Feng looks ahead and opens slowly.

Hearing these two words, Qiao Ya Ruan looked back at Feng Feng and said, "cemetery?"

Feng Feng nodded, but did not speak.

They went to the cemetery. They went to anqirou's cemetery.

Because it's not the time to sweep the grave, there are very few people in the cemetery.

Feng Feng stopped the car and got off with xiaobudian in his arms. Qiao yaruan stayed in the car for a while before he opened the door and got off.

This is the first time that she and Feng Feng come to see an qirou at the same time.

In the past, they tried to avoid it.

Qiao Ya Ruan subconsciously walked behind, but was suddenly held by Feng Feng.

She looked up and reached for her hand.

In anqirou's graveyard, she did not dare to hold his hand, even appeared with him.

It makes her feel sorry for Angelo.

Feng Feng is very close to her and prevents her from escaping.

"After all these years, I can't face it, or you?" Feng Feng suddenly turned back and looked at her eyes seriously.

Qiao Ya Ruan raised his head and was facing him with helpless and smiling eyes.

In fact, neither of them can face it.

If Xia Ling doesn't appear, maybe they won't face it all their life. They will only stay in their heart and stab them from time to time.

But when Xia Ling appeared, they had to face it.

Untie the scar, and then heal, so that the thorn inside can be pulled out.

Up the stairs, Qiao Ya Ruan looks at the closer and closer tombstone, but his nervous heart slowly relaxes.

Anqirou's tombstone is clean at all times, just like the girl's smile in the photo.

Feng Feng put down xiaobudian and squatted down in front of the tombstone.

She blinked at the person on the tombstone, and then looked up at Qiao yaruan. This aunt and that aunt just looked the same.

Feng Feng reached out to touch the photo, even fingertips, with tenderness.

The girl in the photo is smiling with warmth between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Rourou, it's time to say goodbye, isn't it?" Feng Feng said in a low voice, "all the memories are here, because in the future, I will see someone with your face, do bad things, so, the memory is at this moment." Feng Feng's voice is more and more low, this face, the memory left to him, are perfect, stay in this moment.

The girl in the photo is still smiling.

Qiao Ya Ruan squats down and looks at Feng sitting on the ground.

Feng Feng held her hand in his backhand. "Rourou, the girl you saved grew up. Moreover, she is the one I want to hold on to all my life."

It's not the first time Qiao Ya Ruan came to see an qirou, but it's the first time that he was introduced to an qirou by Feng Feng.

Feng Feng, with the other hand, pulled the baby into his arms. "Rourou, we once said that in the future, there must be a daughter, like my daughter. Now, our promise has come true."

Little bit is still puzzled, looking at the girl in the picture, and looking back at his father and mother.

"This aunt is gentler than that one." He said in a low voice.

Qiao Ya Ruan reached out and touched her daughter's head. The child's eyes were the sharpest, because they could see everything clearly.

"I'll take her to the car and wait for you." Qiao Ya Ruan said, looked at the tombstone again, and then got up with little bit.

He can only come by himself to say goodbye to the past.

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