After her father died, she never visited the cemetery. She was always there to bury him.
Now that I think about it, I feel a tugging feeling in my heart. I blame myself. At that time, my body was too fragile and I slept for several days before waking up.
She was holding chrysanthemums, and the tangy fragrance spread in the car. Fortunately, it didn't have to be very pungent, just a touch of flowers and plants. My father would like it very much! She thought to herself.
The car suddenly stopped, and she glanced out the window. Almost all of them were tombstones with signs on them, and photos of dead people were posted on them. When she saw that scene, she couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.
An inexplicable feeling of fear started to hit my heart from the soles of my feet.
If Yan Yufeng was by her side, she would definitely not be afraid. But now, with only A Tian and a few bodyguards, she felt very insecure, as if the ghosts in the grave would come out at any time and take her away.
She sat in the car and refused to get out of the car.
A Tian turned around and looked at Xia Xiaoxi who was in a daze. His first impression was that she was too beautiful, as charming as a fairy.
He was almost dumbfounded, and immediately came to his senses: "Miss Xia, we're here, we should go down."
The rich voice sounded again, and her heart skipped a beat. She came back to her senses, looked at A Tian, and then looked outside the door. The sun was extremely strong, as if she would be dried out as soon as she went out. She opened a handful of delicate items in her bag.
It was a beautiful umbrella, so naturally someone opened the car door for her. She opened the umbrella and walked out.
A Tian stood behind her, holding an umbrella for her. There was a chill in the summer sky. She shuddered, then stepped forward and walked forward.
Several bodyguards behind them wore black sunglasses and followed them as seriously as Apollo. They walked back and forth vigilantly, looking left and right, for fear that there would be a sudden attack.
When I came to my father's grave, his pale face appeared in a black and white photo, which was taken a long time ago. His eyes looked innocent and weak, as if he was a patient who had been suffering from a vicious disease for a long time.
Now that I smile, I feel particularly ugly.
On the tombstone, his name and date are clearly engraved.
Xia Xiaoxi braved the heat, put down the flower, and glanced at A Tian and the bodyguard behind her. Her eyes were already red: "Just wait for me over there. I want to stay here alone."
Yan Yufeng had told her that he must protect her and never leave her. However, now, seeing the aggrieved and sad look on her face, A Tian still took them back and stood five feet away from her.
Looking at her from where she was.
Xia Xiaoxi half-knelt on the ground, looking at the dead silence around her. Although she was afraid, she wanted to talk to her father.
"..."
She just told his father that she had been here, and she kept the rest of what she wanted to say in her heart.
People will die of illness in old age. Although she is reluctant to give up, she is unwilling to accept it, but she must accept the fact.
Thinking of her former bad father, her unruly father, and her father who only knew how to gamble, now he was lying here quietly, and she could not even hear the sound. She felt so uncomfortable in her heart that she felt like she had been poisoned, and even her speech became weak.
.
Tears fell on her hands. She misunderstood him. She always mistakenly thought that he was the one who sold her mother back then, but she didn't expect...
She sunk her hands into her face and choked out: "Father, I don't blame you, I really don't blame you..."