Chapter 1220

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Chapter 1220

Ye Chen responded and said, "Okay, but the stairs are a bit steep. You should be careful when going down."

Song Wanting shyly stretched out her soft hand, handed it to Ye Chen, and said softly: "Master Ye, could you please help me? Otherwise, I'm afraid I will fall..."

In fact, she was not afraid of falling, but wanted to take this opportunity to be more intimate and close to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen saw that the stone steps were indeed very long and quite steep, extending from the embankment to the river beach. If Song Wanting, a girl, really slipped and fell, the consequences would be disastrous.

So, he took Song Wanting's tender jade hand and led her carefully down the stone steps.

At this time, there was no one on the river beach. Occasionally, a few ships with lights on the river passed by. The roar of diesel engines was very loud, but it didn't feel very noisy on this empty river.

After arriving on the river beach, Ye Chen let go of Song Wanting's hand, faced the cold wind on the river, and said with a smile: "This place is really nice."

Song Wanting smiled slightly, smoothed the black hair between her ears and temples, and said, "I loved coming here when I was little. My father was busy at work at that time, so my mother brought me here every day."

As she spoke, she sighed sadly, and then said: "At that time, my mother would drive with me, park the car in the same place, and then walk down the same stone steps, as carefully as you did just now.

Hold my hand."

Ye Chen nodded slightly.

When I grew up in an orphanage, I often thought of my parents.

When I was young, I wasn't as strong as I am now. Every time I thought about them, I would hide in bed or hide in a corner and cry bitterly.

But as time went by, I gradually got used to it.

The hard life he lived at the beginning made him understand many valuable principles.

For example, if the deceased is gone, or the sad things that happened in the past, just let them pass quietly.

At this time, Song Wanting beside me sighed: "This morning, I went to visit my parents' graves. I couldn't believe it. They have been gone for more than ten years. All the past events in my childhood are still vivid in my mind. Many times I will

I have an illusion that I feel like I am still alive when I was eight or nine years old."

Ye Chen laughed at himself and sighed: "You can still visit your parents' graves. I don't even know where my parents are buried now." Started by

"Ah?" Song Wanting asked in surprise, "Can't you find it? Or did something unexpected happen that year?"

Ye Chen smiled bitterly and said: "When my parents passed away, I was just eight years old. At that time, I had too much time to take care of myself. I didn't even know where to go to get a good meal. I didn't have the ability to take care of their funeral affairs. Later I wanted to find someone

The time can no longer be found.”

After saying that, Ye Chen added: "However, it is possible that their ashes were taken back by grandpa's family, but I don't know the details."

Wanting Song couldn't help but ask him: "Master Ye, do you have any relatives in this world?"

Ye Chen nodded: "Yes, but I'm not ready to see them yet."

Wanting Song nodded gently, blinked her beautiful eyelashes, and said, "Master Ye, let's take a walk along the river."

"Okay." Ye Chen agreed readily and walked side by side with Song Wanting along the river.

Song Wanting said with a smile: "By the way, Master Ye, do you still remember the first time we met?"

Ye Chen smiled and said: "Of course, at the Jiqing Hall, my father-in-law accidentally broke one of your antique vases."

Wanting Song nodded and said: "At that time, I was shocked by your method of repairing the vase. I thought how could a young man master the lost repair skills? This person must be too amazing. But at that time, I never dreamed

, that is actually just the tip of the iceberg for you, Master Ye, and I didn’t expect that you would help me so much..."


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