Lu Rifeng did not answer, but asked with questioning and sharpness, "Why do you ask?"

His mind unconsciously recalled the day when Mu Feiyu asked him about Sikong Jue. Was there something that happened that he didn't know about?

Sikong Jue ignored Lu Rifeng's unkind tone and asked, "Why didn't she come to class?"

Lu Rifeng narrowed his eyes, took two steps forward, and warned, "Sikong Jue, I know you have a good background, but you'd better not mess with A Qing, otherwise I won't let you go no matter who you are, it's her business

It has nothing to do with you."

After speaking, Lu Rifeng turned and left, and Chen Chen and the others followed.

Sikong Jue was not angry, he just felt that he had done something stupid. Why did he ask Lu Rifeng? Even if he asked other people in the class, they would not tell him. They cared about Mu Xiangqing very much.

Sikong Jue curled up his lips and walked out of the classroom, but in an instant, a light flashed through his mind and he thought of it.

Originally planning to go to the cafeteria, Sikong Jue turned back to his seat to pack his things, took his backpack and went downstairs towards the office.

When Lu Rifeng arrived at the cafeteria, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Mu Xiangqing, but he didn't make the call when he thought about what day it was.

Cui Ruxuan and Hong Antong arrived, and Chen Chen and the others sat down at another table.

Cui Ruxuan asked, "Would you like to see Xiang Qing after school?"

Hong Antong said, "She won't come home until night, and it's useless for anyone to look for her."

"I agree with what An Tong said, forget it, she would rather hide quietly today." Lu Rifeng sighed.

Cui Ruxuan pursed her lips, "I thought she would be happier if Brother Yu and Brother Juan came back to be with her, and they wouldn't hide away this year."

Hong Antong couldn't hide the hurt in his eyes, "There are some things and people that nothing can replace."

She also misses her gentle and talented aunt.

She was so envious of her cousin for having such a perfect mother, but an unexpected car accident changed everything.

Cui Ruxuan also noticed that Hong Antong was depressed and reached out to pat her shoulder.

Sikong Jue left Deyuan, stopped a car on the side of the road, got in and said, "Please go to Wuling Mountain."

Sikong Jue turned on his phone, and the screen showed the information on Mu Xiangqing's previous investigation.

He just suddenly remembered that today was the birth of Mu Xiangqing's mother, Mu Wanying, so Mu Xiangqing would most likely go to see her mother.

Sikong Jue didn't know why he was looking for Mu Xiangqing, but by the time he realized it, he was already looking for her. Now that he had done it, he would continue. Maybe if he found Mu Xiangqing, he would be able to find out why he was looking for her.

After more than an hour, Sikong Jue got off the car.

The sun is still strong at noon just after summer, but the terrain here is higher and the wind is stronger.

Sikong Jue searched for a while and found Mu Xiangqing, who was nestling next to a tombstone. She was wearing a black dress and sitting directly on the ground with a lot of food beside her. She didn't know what she was talking about.

Although he only saw the profile of her face, Sikong Jue could still see the sadness and tears on her face.

Sikong Jue did not step forward, but went to wait under a tree.

Although the moment he found Mu Xiangqing, he had an answer to why his heart was searching for her, Sikong Jue was sure that his heart was stable.

Ten minutes later, Zhong Nanming also came, not in a suit as usual, but in casual clothes.

Although he looks younger, he can't hide the sadness radiating from him.

When Zhong Nanming saw that his daughter was not surprised, he approached, squatted down, put down the basket in his hand, looked at the photo on the tombstone with gentle eyes, and pulled out a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, "Wanying, I'm here, I made your favorite food

Tomato Beef Noodles.”

Mu Xiangqing covered her eyelashes to block the sadness and pain inside, stood up, and after sitting too far away, her feet were a little numb, so she relaxed and walked away.

Zhong Nanming did not call Mu Xiangqing. He wanted to be alone with his wife for a while. He took out the noodles from the basket and said, "It's the same every year. You might be tired of it."

Zhong Nanming stretched out his hand to caress the photo. He didn't dare to use force, as if he was afraid of hurting her. His eyes were moist, and his heart felt like a knife, "Wanying, I'm sorry, I know you don't like to hear people say this. Say this.

A sentence is the most useless sentence, but I also..."

Speaking of this, Zhong Nanming was so choked up that he was speechless, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, his head bowed, tears falling down on his face.

Sikong Jue saw Mu Xiangqing coming out and said, "Mu Xiangqing."

Suddenly he heard someone calling him. Mu Xiangqing was still immersed in his own thoughts. He reacted slowly before looking up. When he saw the other person, he was slightly surprised and said, "Sikong Jue, why are you here?"

She didn't even have time to put away her emotions.

Seeing those eyes that had always been cold and calm in the past now filled with sadness and red bloodshot eyes, Sikong Jue's heart skipped a beat, "You didn't go to school."

"So you came to me?"

"Um."

"Why?" Mu Xiangqing stared closely at her eyes under the black-rimmed glasses, her tone filled with urgency that even she didn't have.

Sikong Jue curled his lips, "I just want to make sure you're okay."

These words set off huge waves in Mu Xiangqing's heart.

She doesn't want to see anyone else on this day every year, even Lu Rifeng and the others. They pity her and feel sorry for her, but that's not what she wants most.

Sikong Jue's words directly touched the empty place deep in her heart.

She just needs someone to keep her quiet, so she can imagine that her mother has sent her to listen.

Sikong Jue took out a bottle of milk from his backpack and said, "Let's go."

Sikong Jue turned sideways, with an inviting gesture.

Mu Xiangqing took the milk, walked forward first, opened the milk and drank it.

The sweet taste in the mouth extends to the pit of the heart, which is even warmer under the warm sunshine.

Sikong Jue followed her quietly.

Two shadows one behind the other are reflected on the ground, which is inexplicably eerie.

Sikong Jue turned around and looked in both directions to make sure there was no danger before looking back when he heard Mu Xiangqing speak.

"The place I was most afraid of when I was a child was the cemetery. It was so gloomy. But my mother said that this is a place that is not scary. She said that here is the best blessing from all the deceased to the living."

"After my mother passed away, this is where I came most often. When I was unhappy and needed someone to listen to me, I got used to it over time. I know my grandpa and others are worried about me, but I just can't change it."

"Am I sick?"

“···”

I don't know how long they walked, but Mu Xiangqing talked for so long that her saliva was dry.

However, Sikong Jue listened carefully to every word Mu Xiangqing said. In the end, he didn't know where he was going. Mu Xiangqing stopped only because he didn't want to leave.

Sikong Jue walked up to her and said, "I haven't eaten yet, how about together?"

Mu Xiangqing turned her head to look at that gentle and harmless face and nodded.

His skin is very delicate, probably even better than hers.

His facial features match well and he looks stunning without glasses.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiangqing's right hand felt a little itchy and she raised it slightly, but halfway through, her rationality came back and she put it down.

Sikong Jue was contacting Che and didn't notice Mu Xiangqing's strange look at him.

"What to eat?"

Mu Xiangqing tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Dumplings, freshly made ones."

Dumplings are a food for family reunions. She couldn't have a family reunion, but she wanted to eat them.

After talking so much to Sikong Jue, the tightness in her chest dissipated a lot.

"Okay." Sikong Jue quickly made an appointment for a car, "Two minutes."

After getting out of the car, Mu Xiangqing looked around and followed Sikong Jue into an intersection.

Sikong Jue stopped on purpose, turned around and asked, "Have you never been here before?"

"No." Mu Xiangqing likes to go to the night market, but rarely comes to the old city.

There were quite a lot of people along the way, all of them elderly men and women. Their eyes were curious but not malicious.

Sikong Jue said, "I often come here with my grandparents. They like to eat dumplings, so..."

Mu Xiangqing looked along where Sikong Jue raised his finger.

There is no signboard, but there is a long queue. Even though it is afternoon, the strong smell of pork rib soup wafts in the air, which greatly increases your appetite.

"good smell."

Seeing the corners of Mu Xiangqing's mouth slightly raised and his eyes slightly curved, Sikong Jue also curved his lips, "This couple is over sixty years old. They have been making dumplings here for more than thirty years and have raised their children. They are both successful.

They don’t have to work so hard, but they can’t bear to leave their neighbors and regular customers, and they won’t do it until they can’t do it anymore.”

Mu Xiangqing listened and followed Sikong Jue forward to queue up.

That couple was very fast.

Soon it was Si Kong Jue and Mu Xiangqing's turn. The old woman recognized Si Kong Jue at a glance and joked with a smile, "Young man, aren't you here with your grandparents this year? My girlfriend? She is such a beautiful girl."

"Hello, mother-in-law, you are my classmate. Just keep it as usual, but change it to two bowls."
To be continued...