Chapter 1327

Zhao Xu is still heartless, for a long time did not hear Ji Rufeng's voice, action also slowly stopped, looked at Ji Rufeng, found that he is looking at Yu forgetting dust, and Yu forgetting dust, also looking at him.

The four eyes are opposite, and Ji Rufeng only feels like a mouthful for a moment.

Heavy, majestic, sad eyes fell on her. I don't know what it's like in my heart, what kind of relationship it is, and what experience it has experienced. He will look at her with this kind of painful eyes.

The throat rolls. Ji Rufeng doesn't know what she knows, or what she thinks of. She just talks to her mouth, but she doesn't know how to speak.

Zhao Xu looked at them stupidly, "no, I didn't really eat, did I? Has Mr. Ji been in Edinburgh, too? Which restaurant did you go to before? "

Ji Rufeng dropped her eyes and said in a low voice, "you're joking. I'm not a cook. I've only come to Edinburgh occasionally in recent years."

"Occasionally?" This time it's Yu forgetting dust.

Ji Rufeng nodded, "well, about two months ahead, I will come every year for the past four years."

"Play?" Zhao Xu asked again.

Ji Rufeng shook his head, "no, worship."

"Bang", Yu forgets that the bowl in her hand is not grasped and smashes on the table. He hasn't come to her all the time. Does he think she is dead?

"Which cemetery?" Her voice was hoarse and her heart beat like thunder.

He pursed his lips, "lineage."

“Lineage……” I forgot the dust and my throat trembled.

Surprised, Zhao Xu blurted out, "sister, that's not..."

I don't know why I even smile. Lineage, heaven, and all the generations of the Yu family are buried there.

In the past four years, she didn't go many times. Only on Qingming Festival did she go to worship her ancestors. The number of times was very few, and they were all staggered with Ji Rufeng.

But why did he think she was dead?

Ji Rufeng closed her eyes and slowly breathed out a breath. In the past four years, day and night, as long as he thought that he had betrayed her until she died, but still expected him to live well, his heart would be more painful.

"Uncle?" Huanhuan rourourou's little hand patted on his face, Ji Rufeng suddenly recovered, quickly blinked his eyes, looked at Huanhuan, "what's the matter, Huanhuan?"

"Don't be unhappy when you eat meat."

She raised her small spoon and scooped a piece of meat from the messy bowl she was playing in front of her. It was not safe to bring it to him. At that moment, Ji Rufeng only felt that his heart was filled with cotton wadding, which made him gasp.

He nodded hastily, biting off the meat from her spoon in a hoarse voice, and touching the child's head, "thank you Huanhuan."

Huanhuan didn't understand his complicated emotions. When he said thanks, he laughed and clapped his hands.

Ji Rufeng did not bear to tear down, but did not dare to look up.

Zhao Xu looks at Ji Rufeng and Yu forgets that he seems to have a lot of things he doesn't know.

Yu forgets the dust to bite the lip to look at him, in the heart stuffy painful feeling rises again.

After lunch, Yu forgot to use the excuse that he cooked the meal to let him into the kitchen again, and Ji Rufeng didn't insist on it any more. In the past, when Zhao Jian was there, they did the same thing.

Looking at Zhao Jian standing in front of the Liuli stage, Ji Rufeng breathes out a breath silently and takes Huanhuan to the French window.

As soon as Yu forgot to wash the dishes, he heard a joyful cry, "Mommy, look here!"

She looked sideways. Huanhuan's fingers were on the glass. On the breath of the glass, she drew three people. They were lifelike and intimate. They looked like a family who believed in love. Huanhuan pointed to them one by one, "Mommy, me and uncle!"

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