In the dark night, a slender figure slowly approached Liang Yimo. She noticed with vigilance, "Who?"
The lights in the morgue were not very bright. Facing the light, Liang Yimo did not see the other party's appearance clearly. He only felt the smell of mint coming to his nose, which was very familiar. "Tang Yixiu, why are you following me?"
Tang Yixiu did not answer her, but went over her to sew the plastic bag wrapped around his mother again, and said lightly, "Aunt Qin, I don't want you to be like this. If you want revenge, I can help you. I will support you no matter what."
He didn't comfort or blame her, he just said he would help her and support her.
Regarding Tang Yixiu's memory, Liang Yimo has always been stuck in his childhood, that silent and boring gourd. His memory at that time is very vague. He has always been in a state of hot and cold for this childhood sweetheart, and he feels that his temper is unpredictable.
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"No, thank you for taking care of Xiaoxuan. I will avenge this myself." Liang Yimo turned around decisively. This time she was not so weak.
Tang Yixiu didn't say anything. He took off his coat and put it on Liang Yimo's shoulders. He said calmly, "This is what I should do. You don't have to thank me. It's so late and you should go back to sleep. It's not cold here for you to stay here."
Liang Yimo folded his coat and said, "Thank you!"
Regardless of what Tang Yixiu's purpose was, she believed that he would not harm her. Some things had to be faced in person.
A cool voice came from behind, "If you want to bring down the Ye family, I think we can cooperate!"
********Cao Qinmo’s funeral was held two days later.
There are no immediate relatives of the Liang family, and the rest have moved away because of their backwardness, so Liang Yimo did not inform them. The only people who came were Lu Jingheng and Min Jing's family, as well as Xu Fengyi and Tang Yixiu, who were very bleak.
When the funeral was about to be held, Lin Feng took Xiao Nan's hand and walked over with a white flower on her chest. The little guy cried with tears streaming down his face. He liked the teacher very much and felt the smell of his mother from her, but
Her brother told her that her teacher had gone to heaven like her mother and would never come back. She would never hold him and play the piano and tell him stories.
The sky was gray that day, the weather was not very good, and there was light rain. Liang Yimo and Yi Xuan hid their mother's ashes with their father's. The photo was of their father and mother when they were young. The black and white photo of their husband
Concubine love, they finally got together after four years.
Finally, the rain became heavier and heavier, and Liang Yimo's nails were all in her palms, but she felt no pain. She knelt in front of her parents' graves, letting the blood flow from her palms, and silently said in her heart: Mom and Dad, don't worry.
I have to leave, thank God for not taking Xiaoxuan away and letting him stay with me. I will not let you die in vain, I will let those people get the retribution they deserve.
Under the sympathetic and comforting eyes of Lu Jingheng and Min Jing, who hesitated to speak, and the sympathetic and comforting eyes of their parents, Liang Yimo calmly faced them and comforted them. From that moment on, she never cried, but now she looked even more distressed.
Xu Fengyi went over and hugged Liang Yimo, looking at her with red eyes, which made people feel distressed, "Xiao Mo, let's go. Your mother will feel uneasy when she sees this. You and Xiaoxuan will live with us. Aunt Feng will take good care of you."
Yours."
"No, I'm fine now. You go first. I want to spend more time with my mother."
Liang Yimo looked at her mother who was smiling faintly on the tombstone. Her smile was so cold. From then on, she could only stay on that cold tombstone.
Tang Yixiu grabbed his mother and said, "Forget it, Mom asked the brothers and sisters to stay here for a while."
With that said, he supported his mother and left, and the others also dispersed.
At this moment, only Yi Xuan and Liang Yimo were left in front of the tombstone. Yi Xuan looked at his sister distressedly. He was no longer the innocent boy he was when he was sixteen. He had grown into a man and was able to protect his sister.
At this moment, I don't know how to make her not sad.
"Xiao Xuan, sit down. Let's talk more with mom. If she knows you are still here, she will be very happy." Liang Yimo was already sitting in front of the tombstone, his eyes full of indifference.
Yi Xuan sat down obediently. Today he was dressed very formally. The black suit from a famous Italian designer gave him a mature look. No one could tell that he was a nineteen-year-old boy.
The sharp and angular contours of her face, the charm between a man and a boy, made Liang Yimo sigh that her Xiaoxuan had grown up.
Yi Xuan hugged Liang Yimo into his broad chest, "Sister, if there is still me in the future, we will never let our parents down. They may be watching us in the sky, so we must show them happiness."
There is a very good smell on his sister. He has always liked the smell on her. This is the sister he loves most. He must not let anyone hurt her. Liang Yimo did not notice that there was a flash of trace in Yixuan's eyes that was different from his.
He is ruthless and inappropriate for his age.
Liang Yimo leaned quietly in his brother's arms, feeling particularly at ease. They just looked at the sky. The cloudy sky was not very clear. There was a halo in the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky and the sun.
As if he was about to break through the clouds, "Xiaoxuan, tell me, sister, how have you lived these past few years?"
Yi Xuan's eyes were a little dodgeful, but fortunately Liang Yimo didn't look up to find out. He smiled forcefully, "I'm fine, what's the matter? The person who saved me not only helped me with treatment, but also funded my studies. Your brother and I are both smart.
I completed high school and university courses in 2007 and got a doctoral certificate. Sister, look at how awesome I am, hehe!"
Hearing her brother's joyful laughter, Liang Yimo's mood also improved. She looked at the sky and smiled, "Yes, my Xiaoxuan is a genius. It took your sister several years to get into college."
After graduation, you got a doctorate in two years, and your sister will have to rely on you to support her from now on."
"Okay, it's settled, I will support you from now on."
Yi Xuan's face was filled with a smile. This was the moment he longed for most. He didn't expect it to come so soon. If he had known he could get to know them earlier, he wouldn't have left many regrets.
After a long silence, Liang Yimo asked quietly, "Xiaoxuan, when you went to the apartment one day, did you find anyone showing up at home to irritate your mother?"
Yi Xuan thought about it and remembered that the door was wide open at that time, and his mother was lying in the middle of the door. There was no suspicious person lingering, so he returned, "No, I heard from the nearby security guard that there was a car staying at the door for a long time."
, but I left in the end, what happened to my sister?"
Liang Yimo closed her eyes and shook her head. What was she still expecting? Who else could have done all this if he wasn't? How could she still want to excuse him? "It's nothing, Xiaoxuan, I'm tired, let's go home!"
Yi Xuan hugged her and said happily, "Okay, let's go home, go back to our home."