Mike went to an agency to help her find a house, and Luo Xiaoqian and her son returned to the hotel where they were staying.
After dinner, leaving photos of John and Luo Jun taking a nap, Luo Xiaoqian took another bodyguard David to Babaoshan Cemetery to visit her father's grave.
Instructing David to stay at the foot of the mountain, she went all the way up the mountain and came to her father's unnamed monument.
From a distance, I saw a bouquet of flowers placed in front of the monument, which were already slightly wilted.
Knowing that Leng Lin had come, Luo Xiaoqian was not surprised. She took out her father's favorite wine from the bag David was carrying and toasted three times. Luo Xiaoqian squatted down and carefully helped her father wipe the tombstone.
After wiping it once, he whispered to his father, "Dad, don't blame my daughter for not bringing anything. I can't let Uncle Leng and the others know where I am now."
In order to avoid bumping into the Leng family, she would specially choose to worship here before or after the Qingming Festival every year.
"But it's coming soon. Xu Pei is back. I guess that man will appear soon. Once I find out their details, I can come back openly. You have a spirit in heaven, so you must protect your daughter...
...Xiaojun has started to understand. I am afraid that he will ask questions. Don’t be angry that I didn’t bring him here. I will bring him to visit you often in the future. Everything is fine with my mother, and our old house is also here.
In a few days, after everything is over, I will find a way to give you and my mother a grave together, and then you can be together forever..."
Standing up and bowing three times to her father, Luo Xiaoqian put her sunglasses back on her face.
"I'm leaving, you can be alone."
Turning around and going down the mountain, Luo Xiaoqian did not leave immediately, but stopped in front of a shade tree, turned onto a branch road, and came to Leng's mother's grave.
There were several bouquets of flowers placed in front of Leng's mother's grave. It was obvious that everyone from Leng's family had been here.
Luo Xiaoqian didn't stay too much, she just stood for a moment, bowed and left with David.
Returning the way she came, she just rounded a pine tree and casually raised her hand to tidy up the broken hair beside her ears, when she caught a figure on the steps out of the corner of her eye.
The man was tall, wearing a lead-gray suit, with his left hand in his trouser pocket, and a bunch of fresh white calla lilies in his right hand. Under his short, slightly broken hair, he had a handsome face with deep lines, and his sharp eyes were covered by sunglasses.
The way he moves his hands and feet still exudes a royal temperament.
The moment she saw that person, Luo Xiaoqian felt as if she had been electrocuted.
Because that person is none other than Leng Zimo.
Why did he come to the cemetery today? Shouldn't he be here on Qingming Festival?
Feeling panicked, Luo Xiaoqian stopped hurriedly, glanced left and right, and hid behind the decorative bush wall on the side of the road.
Although she knew that he didn't remember her now, she still didn't dare to take risks and carefully hid behind the tree. She held her breath and listened to his approaching footsteps. Her heartbeat just accelerated uncontrollably and sounded like a drum.
heart.
Leng Zimo walked down and didn't notice her. He just passed by her and came to his mother's grave.
Raising his hand to take off the sunglasses on his face, he bent down and placed the calla lily in his hand in front of his mother's tombstone, "Mom, I'm sorry, there was something wrong with the company on Qingming Festival, so I just came to see you today."
As he spoke, he habitually took out his handkerchief and helped his mother wipe the tombstone.
Not far away, Luo Xiaoqian carefully pushed aside the branches and peeked behind the bushes.
