In a cemetery, Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan stood side by side in front of a tombstone, with sweet smiles on their faces in the small photo.
Ling Yanyan put down the bouquet of flowers in her hand, "Sister, I'm Yanyan, and I'm here to see you. Zhi Ming said that you liked the Bird of Paradise the most when you were alive, and I bought it specially for you. You will be very happy to see it.
Right?" Ling Yanyan leaned over and reached out to touch the photo. Although it was not the first time she saw Mo Yuqing's photo, she still felt heartache when she saw the photo on the tombstone.
"Sister, I'm really sorry. I can't even talk to you. I can only see your photos. In the next life, we will still be sisters, okay?" Ling Yanyan knelt down and said with a smile.
"Sister, will you bless me and Zhiming in heaven? Will you? I really love him very much. In this life, I am very happy with him. I have the happiness that originally belonged to you. Will you blame me?
"
"Yanyan." Feng Zhiming helped her up and looked at the two lines of tears she shed.
Ling Yanyan wiped the tears from her eyes, "I'm fine, I'm just a little sad when I see my sister's photo."
"Didn't you promise me that you would come and see Yuqing and not cry?" Feng Zhiming had long since guessed that Ling Yanyan was a woman who burst into tears.
"Okay, got it." Ling Yanyan smiled at him.
"Yu Qing, now I love Yanyan very much, I can't live without her." Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan tightly.
"Sister, I will come to see you often in the future." Ling Yanyan said to the smiling face in the photo.
After a long time, Feng Zhiming left with Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan was wearing loose home clothes and was sitting in the living room. Not long after, Feng Zhiming walked in and said, "Honey, I'm back." He threw his briefcase on the sofa and sat next to Ling Yanyan.
Give her a kiss.
"I came back very early today!" Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms.
"I canceled the entertainment tonight because I was afraid you would be bored at home alone." Feng Zhiming hugged her and leaned against the sofa comfortably.
Ling Yanyan smiled. "Chenchen should be back soon, right?" She rested her head on his thick shoulder.
"Yeah." Feng Zhiming nodded.
"Then you should let him get some exercise. You've never cared about him even if he has been alone in the United States for so many years," Ling Yanyan complained.
Feng Zhiming smiled lightly, "I never worry about him." His son is not worrying at all, but Ling Yanyan is often worried about herself. If he didn't agree, she would have flown to the United States to be with her son long ago.
Already.
"Yiyi called me today. She said she would fly back the day after tomorrow." Only then did Ling Yanyan feel that when the children grew up, they would no longer be able to stay with her. All of them were living abroad. Except for the occasional
Phone greeting.
Just as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang, "Who could be coming at this time?" Ling Yanyan stood up, "I'll open the door."
The two of them still live alone in a villa by the sea.
Ling Yanyan opened the door, "Honey, who is it?"
"There's no one!" There was no one in front of the door.
Just as the door was about to close, a white figure entered Ling Yanyan's sight, "Chenchen?"
"Mommy! I'm back!" Feng Weichen gave Ling Yanyan a big hug and then gave her two pops on the face.
"You! You know how to tease me. When did you come back?" Ling Yanyan looked at her son who was taller than her.
Feng Weichen tilted his head and thought for a while, "I arrived at the airport at 4:25. Then, I arrived home at 5:10...12." He didn't forget to look at his wrist.
time on the watch.
"Okay, come in quickly, is your dad at home too?" Ling Yanyan and Feng Weichen walked into the living room together.
Feng Zhiming looked at his son's hand holding Ling Yanyan tightly, with a look of displeasure on his face, "Why did you come back early? Have you finished your studies?" Well! He really has the majesty of his father.
"Dad, don't worry. Your son is so smart, but I don't take it seriously. Besides, I really miss my mommy so much, so I booked a flight immediately.
Back." Feng Weichen said as he sat down on the sofa with Ling Yanyan.
Feng Zhiming looked at the ignorant son in front of him. There was no good place to sit. He had to sit between him and Yanyan.
"Okay, Mommy misses Chenchen too. In the evening, Mommy will prepare delicious food for you. You see, you must not be used to eating abroad. This person has lost a lot of weight." Ling Yanyan reached out and touched her son.
His handsome face was filled with distress.
"Isn't it good to go out to eat? It's too troublesome to eat at home." Feng Zhiming didn't want Ling Yanyan to be too tired.
Ling Yanyan disagreed, "How can the food outside be as delicious as what you cook at home! Haven't you been eating at home for so many years?"
"Mommy, Dad is unhappy when he sees me. He is jealous when he sees that Mommy and I have such a good relationship." Feng Weichen deliberately wanted to Qi Feng Zhiming.
"We are an old married couple, why are we jealous?" Feng Zhiming put down the financial newspaper in his hand and turned to look at the mother and son beside him.
Feng Weichen's face showed a proud smile, "Mommy, sleep with me tonight! I miss Mommy's arms so much."
"Stop coming!" Feng Zhiming pulled his son away and hugged Ling Yanyan's still slender waist domineeringly.
"Honey, I think it's time for us to introduce a girlfriend to our son." Feng Zhiming said to Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan looked at Feng Weichen and saw him winking at her, "Husband, our son is still young, give it a few more years!"
"It's better, Mommy." Feng Weichen glanced sideways at Feng Zhiming, who had a gloomy expression, "Mommy, I'm hungry."
"Okay, Mommy will make dinner now." Ling Yanyan broke away from Feng Zhiming's arms and walked to the kitchen.
Feng Weichen also followed, "Mommy, let me help."
"Go and have a rest!" Ling Yanyan took out various dishes from the refrigerator. Of course, she wanted to prepare the most delicious dinner for her son who rarely returned to China.
"No! Mommy is going to prepare dinner for me. Of course I have to help. I'll help wash the vegetables." Feng Weichen said and immediately started to help.
Ling Yanyan shook her head helplessly, and when she turned around, she saw Feng Zhiming standing in the kitchen, "Why did you come in too? Just go and rest!"
"No!" Feng Zhiming also refused. My son is helping in the kitchen, so I have no reason not to help.
Finally, two grown men crowded in the kitchen and started beating Ling Yanyan.
"Mommy, do you want this?" Feng Weichen handed over the salt.
"Honey, do you want to add this?" Feng Zhiming handed over the soy sauce.
Ling Yanyan turned off the fire, "Okay, you two, get out!" Do you want to have this dinner? One person slices it and the other shreds it, which is really depressing for her.
As soon as they heard Ling Yanyan yelling, the father and son stopped. Under her glare, they put the spices in their hands back to their original places and walked out of the kitchen.
****** Dear friends, I'm sorry, I'm busy with things today, so I will update the extra chapter first, and there will be more updates tomorrow!!