Chapter 504

Zou Xiaoen got out of the car and stood outside, waiting for the summer lime to come out.

There are flower sellers outside the cemetery. After Xia Qingling got off the bus, Zou Xiao went directly to the flower shop and bought a bunch of lilies.

Xia Qingling took a look at the flowers in his hand, and then quietly bought a bunch of sunflowers.

Zou Xiao squinted and said, "your mother, don't you like lilies?"

"Ah?" Xia Qingling shook her head. "I don't know my mother likes lilies. I have no memory of her. I just remember when I was a child, my father brought me here for the first time and the only time. He told me that my mother likes sunflowers. During the period when she was pregnant with me, every day there were all kinds of sunflowers at home."

Zou Xiao eyes suddenly a Zheng, thoughts began to drift away.

That day, the sun was shining, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

After su LAN came out of school, she insisted that he accompany her for an outing.

At that time, there was no back of those things, just simple, beautiful, start.

Passing by an old woman, selling flowers in her own garden.

Su LAN bought a bunch of lilies, a face, very brilliant smile.

However, he grabbed it directly, smelled it, and then put it away, "the smell of lily is so bad, it's no longer allowed to buy!"

After seeing her words lost by him, Su LAN immediately lost her temper and said, "I just like lily. Lily is good-looking."

He took out a sunflower from his grandmother's flowers and handed it to her, "Nuo, sunflower is so good, facing the sun, you can't like lily, you can only like sunflower!"

Su Lan said with a frown, "don't..."

He overbearing said, "you say no, I drag you into the forest, obediently let you listen!"

Su Lan's face suddenly blushed. She was very good-looking in her memory, forever reflected in his mind.

"Uncle!"

Xia Qingling called him a few times. Zou Xiao recovered and looked at Xia Qingling in front of him. At this moment, Xia Qingling overlapped with Su LAN.

He reached out and stroked her face.

Xia Qingling hides slightly and looks at him warily.

Zou Xiao sneered, "what's your name?"

The summer lime blinked and replied honestly, "summer, summer lime."

Zou Xiao says, "changed."

Summer lime

Zou Xiao toward her smile, "from now on, your surname Zou, do my daughter, as for your father, already had other women, other children, you estimate is not what."

Hearing this, Xia Qingling nodded and said with a bitter smile, "yes, my father doesn't like me, but Even if I don't follow my father's name, I won't follow your name! "

It's also her mother's surname.

Zou Xiao sneered, holding the lily in his hand, walking slowly up the mountain, "I didn't ask your opinion about this matter!"

That is to force you to change.

Whether you like it or not.

Xia Qingling stamped her feet angrily and quickly followed. She was dissatisfied and said, "what are you doing so fast? Can you find a place?"

Zou Xiao looked back at her, eyebrows slightly pick, eyes seem to see the distance, some sad, "can't find, but I should know where it is!"

"Yes?" Xia Qingling looks at her.

"Your mother said that if she died in the future, she had to plant two trees beside the tombstone, a peach blossom and a gingko!"

Summer Lime's eyes are slightly enlarged.

Zou Xiao said with a smile, "she said that in this way, her future home will be pink in spring, green in summer, yellow in autumn, bright and clean in winter, and bright in all seasons of the year!"

In this place, the trees are basically green all year round.

Only a few of them will turn yellow in autumn and light in winter.

So, planting a ginkgo next to it will render the color of autumn.

The peach tree is even more different.

Zou Xiao looked around and said, "where there are peach blossoms and Ginkgo biloba, that's your mother's goal!"

"You are wrong!" Xia Qingling shakes her head and goes to Zou Xiao in silence.

Zou Xiao smell speech, squint at to her, "isn't it?"

"There are gingko and peach blossoms, but that's not my mother's tomb," Xia said

Zou Xiao looks at her suspiciously.

Xia Qingling said, "I don't know who told me. When my mother was still alive, she bought a graveyard. It's not like the orderly graveyard below."

"The place she bought was luxurious. It was as wide as a small yard. There was a ginkgo tree on it, but there was no peach tree. There are three tombstones under the ginkgo tree, my mother's tomb is on the right, and the remaining two are empty! "

"It's said that the tombstone on the left is for my father, and I'm in the middle of them!""Ha ha, at that time, my mother thought that the whole family would be together forever, but she ignored that my father didn't love her any more, and I would marry later. How could I be buried with her? I have my husband, my family

Zou Xiao frowned and looked at the small yard in front of him.

There is no peach tree, just a ginkgo.

Over the years, the ginkgo tree has grown so big that an adult man can't hold its trunk.

And next to the ginkgo tree, there are a number of small ginkgo trees, obviously this is a large ginkgo tree breeding down.

Xia Qingling went forward and offered her favorite sunflower to Su Lan's tombstone. "I don't know why you said there were peach trees, and I don't know why there were no peach trees later. However, a gingko is also very good. At least his descendants are gingko, not other trees. At least, their family will be here forever and forever!"

Zou Xiao looks at the tombstone in front of him.

The girl's smile on the tombstone is still so bright.

In front of my eyes, the past appeared again, vaguely until it was more and more fresh.

Su LAN is lying on the bed, making trouble with herself, because after all kinds of deeds, Su LAN has no original pure love for him.

She said, "Zou Xiao, kill me, please, kill me."

At that time, he was arrogant. Anyone in his eyes was a mole ant. He sat on the sofa, just like an emperor, overlooking Su LAN.

He remembers what he said at the beginning: "OK, kill you, but you have to buy the graveyard yourself."

Su Lan was frightened by him at that time. She had a pale face and asked, "what, what?"

Maybe, I didn't expect him to say such heartless words.

Or maybe, I didn't expect that he would really do it and solve her.

He continued to tease her and said, "because the cemetery will be your forever home. Why don't you buy a place and design it yourself? At least in the future, it will be comfortable to live in!"

His voice, long and thin, deep, like a poisonous snake, slowly devours her sensitive nerves.