Not to mention this for the past six months, she used to live in Toronto. Every year during the Qingming Festival, she would come back to visit her father's grave according to the original customs of China. Although her father has passed away, she looked at Cheng in the cold Cheng family.
The four people in the family were together, as if they were completely redundant.
Only at this time, facing the empty tombstone here, can she feel that she is not a rootless duckweed.
Moreover, maybe she has been in the Cheng family for too long, and she has become taciturn. Only when facing her father and grandparents can she relax and return to the kind she used to, like to be lively, talk and laugh.
The situation.
"This year, I have experienced a lot, met many friends, and changed a lot. I also went to China and my hometown. Shangcheng is a very beautiful city - but a pity, I don't have Aunt Qiu's contact information,
There was a vast crowd, and I didn’t know where to find her.”
When it comes to "Aunt Qiu", Yu Zexiao was a little strange. After all, among so many people he knew, there was only one surname Qiu Yixian.
However, in the surname of China, the pronunciation of the word "qiu" has many surnames, such as "Qiu", "Qiu", "Qiu", and "Qiu", so although Yu Zexiao feels it is a bit familiar,
It is impossible to hook up with Qiu Yixian immediately.
"Dad, I didn't inherit the company - and because of this incident, the company was unstable. I asked Uncle Hu to take charge of the overall situation. Would you blame me for not keeping my family's foundation?"
In fact, if she hadn't fallen in love with Yu Zexiao, she would have returned to the company and inherited everything about her father.
However, I didn't expect that this time I happened to be a blessing in disguise and escaped the trap set by the Cheng family. Is this considered that my father was blessing himself?
She squatted down and gently brushed away the dust on the tombstone. Yu Zexiao also squatted down. Such a clean person actually used his own hands to gently wipe away the dust on the three tombstones.
After the cleaning was completed, Jian Anning's eyes seemed to become distant in an instant: "I had a quarrel with him. At the beginning, I treated her as my mother and treated them as my family. But..."
She shook her head, and next to her, Yu Zexiao seemed to feel her disappointment, and immediately stretched out her hand, held her hand, and tightened it. As if she wanted to pass on her own strength to her. With her own warmth, she surrounded her.
she.
Jian Anning turned around and looked at Yu Zexiao. His eyes were bright and deep, like the boundless sea. She also saw tenacity, firmness and persistence from this look, just like the feeling my father gave her back then.
, is reassuring, comfortable and intoxicating.
Before I knew it, she said this to her father and grandparents: "Dad, grandpa, grandma. Although I lost my mother, I also got the most precious gift. That is, the Ze beside me
Xiao. He loves me, understands me, and supports me. I want to go with him for the rest of my life."
When he heard Jian Anning praise him like this, he blushed a little.
If he doesn't say anything else, he can't do it if he "supports me".
Even though he knew that Mu Xinyu and the others had passed away, Yu Zexiao still felt that he was valued.
He immediately raised his chest, as if he was going to pat his chest to promise: