Chapter 1568

Xu Huanxi seldom mentions Xue Jingyun to Nuo, but All the fathers she creates for her children are positive images. After all The father of the child is an excellent person.

She went to the back mountain by herself and found the place where the boy was buried. It was the first time that she came to the boy empty handed.

In the past, she took nono with her to call her father.

After all, let the underground people know that you have a child. Your excellent gene has been passed on. The child's eyebrows look like you, and his temperament is similar to you.

In the future, I will cultivate our children into the best people in the world, who will have the power to shake the world.

But ah, she never thought that the man was not dead.

Xu Huanxi sits on the long green grass. Spring is coming. The grass is so green that people feel relaxed and happy. Wild flowers are blooming all over the mountains, full of hope and spring.

She looked at the small slope in front of her. In fact, there was no one buried in it, so it seemed relatively flat. But the monument in front of her was not a monument. Seriously, it was just a mark, so that she could find the place where she had buried the button in the future.

Now it's February, and after a while it will be Qingming. If Chu Rushi doesn't appear in her life, she should bring Nuo back to worship her ancestors.

Well, there's something wrong with this. Chu Rushi appears in her life. She still wants to bring Nuo back to worship her ancestors.

Because this time, truss really died.

Fate always likes to joke with people, just like the grave she had been guarding for nine years, never thought that person was still alive. It's just like that person is alive, but in a twinkling of an eye, she died. In the final analysis, her wood is not wasted.

Thinking about this, Xu Huanxi pulled the corners of his mouth numbly, as if he was forcing a smile.

Like an old monk, she sat in front of the simple tombstone, her eyes full of blank color.

You see, it's very good here. It's very quiet. It's not like the noise in Tongcheng, so her mood can't find a place to flow slowly.

Xu Huanxi didn't know why, but she went back to this grave to find a sense of security and comfort.

Nono, what do you do?

This time your father is really asleep.

It's a pity that I haven't had time to tell you that it's your real father, and you haven't had time to respond to him. Dad, I love you, too.

Xu Huanxi thought so, full of sorrow, the world's most powerless miss, probably like this.

Is Did she really do something wrong?

Should she have let Noro and trueus know each other early?

No, she believes that her choice is not wrong. What is wrong is the death of truss. This is a small probability event.

She shrank into a small ball, holding her knees, buried her face in it, and her tears fell down.

Even if she didn't make any wrong choice, she is still sad for the death of that person, or she should be more thankful that she didn't tell nono that this is her father, otherwise Nono will certainly be more sad.

Oh, churuse, how can you leave?

The spring wind, blowing face and past, or with a sharp chill.

As if unable to feel it, Xu Huanxi sat motionless in front of the tombstone, weeping quietly and restrained in a low voice, and finally became a mess of wailing.

Churuse, it would make me so sad to leave you.