Chapter 1513 (1/2)
However, Long Qingxin didn’t answer for a long time.
She turned around and looked at the whole mountain. After a long time, she said something unimportant, “the scenery here is good. ”
While she was waiting for him, he went to the south of the Yangtze River to look for women.
Now, he was waiting for her there, but she was no longer willing to go back.
This life was too painful. The past, one by one, made her black and blue all over.
In the next life.
If they were really fated, they would meet again in the next life.
The east wind that went along with the current brushed past long Qingxin’s silver-white hair. With a sigh that contained everything, it blew all the way to Yan Youcheng’s tombstone.
In the black-and-white photo, he was still as valiant and heroic as he used to be.
His descendants walked past his tombstone one by one. Each of them put down a pure-white Chrysanthemum to mourn for him and send him off.
When Xia Jinqi was carrying Xiao puff and sending her flowers, Xiao puff pointed at the photo on the tombstone in a daze. “great-grandfather… Hug… ”
She was still too young to understand the meaning of death. She also didn’t understand that the person in the photo was just a photo. He wouldn’t really come over to hug her.
She only remembered great-grandfather’s appearance and wanted great-grandfather to hug her… …
Xia Jinqi had endured the entire journey, but when she heard Xiao puff’s voice, her eyes warmed up again. “Xiao Puff, great-grandfather will never be able to hug you again. ”
“Ah… ” Xiao puff didn’t understand either. She looked at her mother and then at the photo on the tombstone. She still didn’t understand why great-grandfather had been standing there without blinking or moving. There were still many people walking over to look at great-grandfather… …
Ji Xinyu was already crying secretly. She wiped her tears and came over to hug Xiao puff. “My good grandson, grandma will hug you. ”
“GRANDMA… ” Xiao puff turned around all of a sudden and threw herself into grandma’s embrace with a smile.
Xia Jinqi’s embrace was empty. When she wiped the corner of her eyes and looked back, she saw that everyone was preparing to leave. Only Yan Jun was still standing in front of Yan Youcheng’s grave, unwilling to leave for a long time.