A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

S city, western suburbs cemetery.

The wind is blowing, and the rain is continuous.

City S, which was washed away overnight by the torrential rain, washed away the hot and dry days, and became a little more chilly.

Especially in this cemetery in the western suburbs, there is thin rain in the gloomy sky, and the orderly arrangement of evergreen pines and cypresses in the garden stands solemnly and solemnly.Guihe Changchun Pavilion, located in the northwest corner, adds a touch of beauty to the cemetery where tombstones are lined up everywhere.

However, no matter how beautiful the cemetery is, people who approach it must not be in a good mood to appreciate it.

For them, walking through that door is like wandering between life and death.

Temporarily leave the hustle and bustle of the mortal world, "meet" with old friends who are far away from each other, and have a short gathering.

——Quiet, solemn, solemn, and sad.

This is how the cemetery feels to Bao Jinghan!

Even here there are green trees, emerald bamboos, magnolias and autumn chrysanthemums, which are full of vitality, verdant and lush.But this kind of greenness, whether it is the budding spring or the luxuriant summer, under this silent background, there will be a kind of decadence that everything is withered, soaked in a dead and sad color...

It's not a year or a festival, and it's not a double holiday. Coupled with the cold rain that is falling all over the sky, the whole cemetery is even more gloomy and empty.

It seems that there is only one beautiful shadow on the whole mountain.

In front of the black stone tablet, Bao Jinghan, who was wearing a black dress and holding a black umbrella, stood upright, as if he was integrated with the heaven and the earth.

And those dark eyes, covered with faint mist, looked at the young and elegant portrait on the tombstone, feeling indescribably complicated and heavy.

She remembered that the last time she came here, it was the same weather.But when she faced her mother, she felt indescribably relieved.She indulged herself and cried in the dark in front of the tombstone, as if she had vented all the pain and hatred of the past ten years with tears.

But this time she couldn't cry at all, and could only hold her breath in her heart, looking at her mother who was smiling faintly at her on the tombstone, silently telling her the troubles in her heart.

But the person in the photo seems to have heard her silent words, telling her that no matter what she does, she will silently support her by her side...

"Miss, it's rainy and cold. It's cloudy and cold in this cemetery. Standing for a long time is not good for your health. Mrs. Qingqing has always loved you very much. If you know that you braved the rain to see her, then freeze yourself I'm afraid I'm going to be sad when I'm sick. I think it's better to go back?"

Holding a thick coat, A Ze, who went back and forth, put away the umbrella in his hand and approached Bao Jinghan, put the thick coat on her body, turned his eyes to look in a distant direction, and quietly opened his hands behind his back. He gestured, and at the same time took the handle of the umbrella in Bao Jinghan's hand, held the umbrella for her, and stood side by side with her.

Bao Jinghan shook his head, and beat down the raised hand, but he still stood there, motionless.

"No, I think it's pretty good here. The cold wind blows, people are more sober, and their minds are clearer. Besides, I don't know when I can come back after leaving this time. I want to spend more time with my mother and talk to her "The whispers drifted into Aze's ears clearly as the cold wind rolled up.

The nearby hidden piles, when they received the message from Aze, also happened to hear Bao Jinghan's words, they couldn't help but feel a little bit stunned, and their eyes dimmed a little.

Probably, it was her words that also touched their hearts of missing their old friends?

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