Song Qingfeng just drooped his eyes and smiled, "when Lord comes back from the toilet, I promise I'll go with you to worship my uncle and aunt, OK?"

"OK What do you mean... " Yu murmured a little discontented. He had expected that song Qingfeng would delay time, but he didn't expect that it would be so long.

Yu Xiaoxiao sighed silently, raised his hand and stabbed the cake on the table with a fork to vent his anger.

Just as the cake on the table was about to be Cruelly Abused by Yu Xiaoxiao, Lode just appeared.

Song Qingfeng lifted the napkin on the table gracefully and wiped his mouth. He chuckled: "lode, you're just here. I'm in a hurry. Let's go quickly."

"Yes, sir." Said Lord, turning around and leading the way.

So they drove to the cemetery.

In the dark evening, the Cemetery outside the window looked a little gloomy.

Yu Xiaoxiao slowly got out of the car and stood at the entrance of the cemetery. As soon as he wanted to enter, he was stopped by the reception at the entrance.

"Hello, miss. Do you have an appointment before you come?"

"Appointment?" Yu Xiaoxiao's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and there was a trace of disgust at the bottom of his heart.

Is it hard for them to stop song Qingfeng here?

Just between Yu's doubts, Lord came forward.

"We made an appointment this afternoon. This is Miss Anne."

The receptionist immediately smiled and squinted, "I'm sorry, because this is a high-end cemetery. Without an appointment, we can't confirm whether the guest is our distinguished guest."

Yu Xiaoxiao nodded, as if to understand, "then can I go in now?"

"Yes, yes, this way, please!" As the receptionist spoke, he took Yu Xiaoxiao to the cemetery.

"Miss Annie, you certainly don't come very often. That's why you didn't recognize it. I'm sorry. Don't be surprised!"

"Well." Yu Xiaoxiao answered simply, then didn't say anything more.

All her attention is now focused on the cemetery.

Song Qingfeng once said that her parents sent her to study abroad so that they could meet each other, but how her parents died, song Qingfeng only used the car accident to understate the past.

At that time, Yu Xiaoxiao just thought that song Qingfeng was not their family member, so he didn't know the situation, but over time, Yu Xiaoxiao had doubts about almost everything.

Even her name, Anne Middleton Hathaway.

For some reason, she always felt that the word "small" made her feel more friendly, but song Qingfeng said that all these were because "small" was her nickname.

"Miss Anne, this is where your parents sleep."

Said the receptionist, stopping just before the tombstone.

Yu Xiaoxiao has just come back from her meditation. She looks at the tombstone. From the traces on it, it's not a new tombstone. It seems that it's been some years, but

Yu xiaomou's light falls on the tombstone's Mou son, suddenly paused down.

She slowly squatted down, eyes drooping, whispered: "Mom and Dad, I came back to see you..."

With that, Yu Xiaoshou attached the tombstone.

Song Qingfeng and Luo de are standing on Yu's side. They can't see her expression at all.

Suddenly, Yu small side small face, a face lonely slowly said: "can you give me some time, let me and my parents get along alone for a while?"

"Well, don't be too sad." Song Qingfeng said, raised his hand and patted Yu Xiaoxiao on the shoulder, which slowly disappeared in front of Yu Xiaoxiao.

Lode and the receptionist naturally followed.

After seeing all the people leave, Yu Xiaoxiao's eyebrows wring up. She raised her little hand and rubbed on the tombstone for a long time. There was no problem with the tombstone, just the picture above

No matter how he looks, it doesn't look like it's been two years.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaoxiao took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took two photos of the tombstone, which was then put into his pocket again.

It seems that she didn't come here for nothing, at least she got a wonderful clue!

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the tombstone again for a while, and made sure that there was no other clue. Then he got up slowly and stood up.

As soon as she took a few steps, she felt something was wrong, so she turned around and rubbed her eyes with her hands.

Far away, song Qingfeng saw these small movements at the bottom of his eyes, and his heart couldn't help pulling.

"So tell her, really?" Song Qingfeng had deep doubts about his plan for the first time.

Although Yu Xiaoxiao's identity was completely changed into an American overseas Chinese by him, her parents' problems made song Qingfeng unable to handle them, and they had to die.

But seeing Yu Xiaoxiao's sad and unwilling to be seen by others, song Qingfeng's heart felt that he had been pulled by others for no reason.

"Master, this is the end of the matter. You don't have to blame yourself. It's a helpless move."

Luo de stood beside song Qingfeng, he said this calmly, trying to appease song Qingfeng.

Since Song Qingfeng got along with Yu Xiaoxiao, song Qingfeng doesn't seem to be as callous and indifferent as he knew before, or even ignore anyone's song Qingfeng.

He will care about Yu Xiaoxiao and everything about her. All of a sudden, Lord doesn't know whether this change is good or bad for song Qingfeng

"Is it helpless?" Song Qingfeng murmured, this sentence is like asking lode, more like asking himself.

Yu Xiaoxiao has come to them before Lord answers song Qingfeng.

Lode had no choice but to say nothing but to stand by.

"Let's go back. I'm a little tired." Yu Xiaoxiao's eyebrows were always low, and she didn't look into song Qingfeng's eyes. She went through the two men and thought straight to the entrance of the cemetery.

Song Qingfeng hears the words and raises his hand to hold Yu Xiaoxiao's arm. He says in a deep voice, "Xiaoxiao, you and me..."

"Thank you." Yu Xiaoxiao quietly got rid of song Qingfeng's arm and walked on without looking back.

Only song Qingfeng was left to look at the frozen hands in the air in vain.

What can I do to make you fall in love with me like Qi Qingfeng?

Song Qingfeng smiled bitterly at the bottom of his heart. After two years of company, Yu Xiaoxiao didn't care for him at all

Isn't he doing well enough? Or can he not defeat Qi Qingfeng after all?

After getting on the car, Yu Xiaoxiao didn't speak. He always sat in the back seat and looked out of the window. It seemed that he was in a bad mood.

"Do you have any plans after returning home?" Song Qingfeng sat in the driver's seat and glanced at Yu Xiaoxiao in the back seat.