Ming Flirting!Secret temptation!The paranoid man begs for a kiss every day

Gu's mother was a good cook. Jian Qiao finished a bowl and wanted to serve it. Gu's mother quickly took her bowl and filled her with another full bowl.

At this moment, the two old men were also eating happily.

Jian Qiao saw this and said quickly, "You two grandfathers should eat more, so that you can live a long life!"

The two old men looked at each other and smiled heartily.

"Okay, okay, listen to Qiaoqiao!"

Everyone didn't bother to talk, just ate the steaming bowls of noodles. The stomach was warm, which made people feel that the heart was also warmed up.

At this time, Gu's mother walked to Jian Qiao's side.

"Qiaoqiao, aunt was too anxious yesterday and didn't bother to say goodbye to you. Aren't you angry?"

Jian Qiao shook her head, she knew that every mother was the same.

No matter how many wrong things a child has done, once he hears bad news about him, he will be confused and anxious.

Gu's mother held her hand, her expression a little sad.

"I watched him all night yesterday, but he refused to say a word. Until twelve o'clock, there was a burst of cheers in the hospital, and he suddenly asked me if it was New Year. I didn't know what he was thinking. I casually replied that I had never seen him look like that at that time in my life. Early this morning, he asked me to go back, saying that there was still someone waiting for me, and if I didn’t come back, she would be sad.”

No one knew what Gu Xingzhou was thinking at that moment, but everyone knew that the woman he was talking about was Jian Qiao.

No one knows what he was thinking at the moment of the car accident, and no one knows whether he really regrets it.

No one cares and it doesn't matter anymore.

Nothing can go back.

Jian Qiao was silent for only a few seconds, then she smiled and said, "Auntie, thank you for your hard work. The longevity noodles you made are so delicious!"

Gu's mother looked relieved, and she knew that she would not blame her.

According to the custom in Nancheng, on the first day of the new year, the graves of deceased relatives are visited.

Grandpa Gu felt sorry for Jian Qiao and suggested that everyone go visit her parents together.

Everyone agreed, and Grandpa Jian quickly asked the servants to prepare things for sweeping the tomb.

The look on his face was the same as before, but anyone could see how sad he was at this moment.

The death of Jian Qiao's parents was a pain in his life, and every time he thought about it, it made his heart ache.

But he endured it all the way until everyone came to the cemetery.

Jian Qiao tried her best to sort out her mood on the way there, but when she finally arrived, she still couldn't help but have red eyes.

She held Gu Yanchuan's hand tightly and walked step by step towards their tombstone.

Their tombstones were connected together. When Jian Qiao looked at their photos on the tombstone, tears suddenly filled her eyes.

But she held back the tears and didn't let them fall.

She slowly knelt down, wiped the dust off the tombstone, and then tried her best to smile.

"Mom and Dad, I brought Yanchuan to see you. Do you still remember him?"

"We are getting married soon, and he will be your son-in-law by then. I wonder if you are satisfied with him?"

The only answer she received was the sound of wind, but she felt at ease.

She caressed their names on the tombstone, imagining the happy life of their family of four, and felt as if they were in another world.

For the next time, she talked to them nonchalantly, saying whatever came to her mind, as if she wanted to vent all her longing for them over the years.

On the other side, Grandpa Jian couldn't help but burst into tears.

Grandpa Gu held his shoulders and comforted him, but he couldn't help feeling sad. How great it would be if they were all still alive.

How lively these two families must be together.

But after all, there is no what if. The culprit is still in prison, waiting for legal trial.

But they have been sleeping underground for more than ten years.

When they passed away, they were only in their thirties, what a good age.

At this time, Gu's mother placed the flowers in her hands in front of their tombs.

"Aze, Minhui, don't worry. We will be a real family from now on. I will definitely treat Qiaoqiao as my biological daughter. You can rest assured in heaven."

Father Gu quickly stepped forward and made his promise.

Grandpa Gu didn't say anything, but used his eyes to signal them to leave first and give them some time alone.

Only Gu Yanchuan didn't leave.

Looking at the girl with red eyes and trembling body, he really couldn't bear to leave her.

He held her and let her fall in his arms. He understood her sadness. The death of a loved one is a lifelong sorrow.

At this time, Grandpa Jian also came over and patted Jian Qiao on the shoulder.

"Qiaoqiao, we agreed to come and see them, but you're crying like this. How can you expect them to be at ease in heaven?"

Jian Qiao looked up from the boy's arms as if she finally realized it, and then wiped away her tears with her hands.

Gu Yanchuan looked at her with distressed eyes and gently wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

In the following time, they stayed with the old man for a while. The old man had sorted out his emotions and told them interesting things during this time.

The old man's tone was relaxed, but his thoughts seemed to be drifting far away, so that even his voice sounded a bit ethereal.

But they all listened patiently, and Jian Qiao couldn't help but think that maybe her parents were also listening patiently to him at this moment, and hearing him share his joy must have made her heart extremely happy.

Not knowing how much time had passed, the old man stopped and turned to look at Gu Yanchuan.

"Yanchuan, come here and talk to them, and let them take a good look at what you will look like when you grow up, so that they will bless you in the future."

The young man agreed and wheeled his wheelchair to their tombstones.

His memory of them actually went back a long time. He only remembered that they were very gentle people. They cared about him every time they met, and told Jian Qiao again and again to care about him more.

Such a trivial thing to them was the great warmth he could have in his childhood.

He slowly leaned down, his eyes focused and gentle.

"Uncle Jian, Aunt Lin, don't worry. I will protect Jian Qiao all my life and prevent her from suffering any further injustice. I will also honor grandpa and make him happy in his later years and not have to work so hard. Don't worry in heaven, we will I will always remember you.”

He does not have good eloquence, what he does have is his sincerity.

The old man was very satisfied with his performance. He came over with a smile and said, "You have heard it, your son-in-law is very filial. You can rest assured in heaven."

After a while, everyone went down the mountain together. Mother Gu was asking them what they wanted to eat for lunch when the cell phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

When she saw the call from the nurse, her face immediately tensed up. When the call was answered, she was completely stunned and her face turned pale.

Father Gu noticed something strange about her and quickly asked.

"what happened?"

Gu's mother could hardly find her voice at this time, her mind went blank, and even her voice was trembling.

"Xingzhou...he committed suicide." (End of chapter)