625. Chapter 625 His concern is a strong medicine [5]
He remembered that Aunt Qing was very good at painting.
There are also many portraits painted by his aunt in his home, recording his appearance from birth to four years old.
Aunt Qing also taught him and his eldest brother. Whenever he finished painting, she would always praise him with a smile. Both her voice and her expression were very warm!
Undoubtedly, she was the only person in his childhood memory.
His playmate and first teacher.
Although it had been too long, he still forgot her appearance, but that warm feeling would never be forgotten.
And this is why he and his eldest brother take such good care of Bo Jinghan——
Unconsciously, we walked into the depths of the cemetery.
Rows of green pines and cypresses look even greener after being washed by the rain.
But against the cold rain, their presence seemed to render this solemn and solemn cemetery even more tragic!
According to the direction in his memory, Bo Jinghan walked slowly and counted the tombstones one by one.
He suddenly stopped in front of a dark and shiny tombstone washed by the rain.
"mom……"
Bao Jinghan called out in a low voice, placed the bouquet in his hand in front of the tombstone, stared at the smiling face printed on the tombstone, and after a while, he raised his lips and said, "I'm back!"
In the wind and rain.
Li Yi held an umbrella and stood behind her.
Silently looking at the smiling portrait on the stone tablet, he, like Bo Jinghan, did not move or speak, just kept looking.
No one knows what is going on in their hearts.
But when he came back to his senses, his eyes unconsciously turned to Bao Jinghan.
Looking at her thin voice and staring at her expressionless face, I felt worried in my heart.
But he understood the feeling and did not disturb her. He just reached out and patted her shoulder gently to show comfort.
Immediately, he spoke slowly.
Talking to the woman on the monument who is still in the wilderness of time——
"Aunt Qing, I am Li Yi. I'm sorry that I came to see you after all these years. Moreover, I haven't been able to keep the promise I made back then. When my eldest brother and I grew up, no one could protect you..."
"But don't worry, although we failed to keep our promise to you, we will continue our promise to your daughter. As brothers, we will do our best to take care of her. When she inherits the family business, we will also have the power to assist her..."
"Aunt Qing, your daughter is very good! You..."
rest in peace.
He couldn't say these two words, they were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.
Pines and cypresses sway in the wind.
Rustling.
It seemed to be responding to his words.
With heavy eyes, Bo Jinghan stood frozen in front of the tombstone, with a dazed expression on his face.
Hiding the longing for meeting again after a long separation, suppressing the rolling grief in the chest, as well as the hatred and resentment that caused this long separation.
I had mixed feelings for a while and could only be silent.
Hua Hua——
rustle--
The whole cemetery is quiet with only these two sounds, echoing each other, empty and desolate...
For a long time, Bo Jinghan stretched out his hand to touch the cold tombstone stained by rain.
"Mom, I came here to tell you that I am ready to take action!"
There were still no tears shed. Bo Jinghan stabilized his slightly trembling voice, and in a gentle tone, he emphasized each name one by one: "Ye Tengda, Liu Mengru... those who have bullied you, I will
Pack them up one by one and let them spend the rest of their lives slowly repenting!"
