But it was Jian Anning who squeezed him, then smiled at Aunt Sophia and said, "Don't mind, he often doesn't have the brain to speak and do things. But he doesn't mean that."
Aunt Sophia smiled and suddenly said, "If Simon (Mu Xinyu's English name) saw that you could laugh so happily, you would probably be very happy."
As soon as Mu Xinyu was mentioned, Jian Anning's face, which had just smiled, slowly restrained. Aunt Sophia immediately comforted her and said, "Don't be sad, I believe Simon doesn't want to see you sad. You have such a good boyfriend,
He is sure to be happy for you."
Yu Zexiao also restrained her smile and came over to pat her on the shoulder. Jian Anning smiled weakly at him, as if she wanted to comfort him: "I'm fine. It's been so long, I've already
It's all right."
Having said that, how could Yuzexiao not know that her father's status in her heart and emotional intelligence is low, he just clumsyly patted her shoulders.
After a long time, Jian Anning stood up: "I'll go up and change my clothes."
The tone was obviously a little low.
Yu Zexiao moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but when she saw Jian Anning's expression, she couldn't say anything.
Soon, Jian Anning changed into a black dress and went down. Yu Zexiao flew over alone and had no other clothes. Finally, his outfit was not colorful. The two drove to the cemetery in the East District.
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Mu Xinyu and his parents' cemetery is located at the junction of the east and west areas of Vancouver, surrounded by mountains and seas, and has a pleasant environment. The cemetery here does not have a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere like Europe, and it is even like a tourist attraction.
The car was parked in the parking lot outside the cemetery. Jian Anning held a bouquet of perfume lilies and two bouquets of yellow-colored chrysanthemum flowers bought from the flower shop outside, and walked in silently.
Perfume lily is my father’s favorite flower during his lifetime—and Aunt Qiu’s favorite one. Although this “forest cemetery” has a beautiful environment, even Yu Zexiao is rarely serious.
He was really lucky. Since childhood, the only relative who had experienced death was Zeng Grandpa. However, Zeng Grandpa was indeed very old. When he died, he was almost ninety years old, which was considered a joyful delight.
In addition, his parents were alive, and his grandparents were in good spirits. He had almost never had the grief of the death of his closest relatives.
Mu Xinyu and his parents' cemetery, at the highest point of the entire "forest cemetery", from here, you can look far away at the Vancouver Bay in the distance. The three tombs are close together. In Canada, there are no photos on the tombstones.
, only the name, birth and death year and hometown name.
Putting down the flowers and looking at the name on the tombstone, even though ten years have passed, the feeling of pain is still like a knife that stings her heart.
"Dad, grandpa, grandma, daughter/granddaughter is unfilial, it's been so long since I came to see you." The sea breeze blew her long hair, and the pine forest rustled. This season is not the time when everyone gathers to visit the graves, and the people who come to the cemetery are coming to the cemetery.
Very few. In the distance, there are only birds singing on the branches and the sound of wind and waves in the distance.