Fleeting remember I love you

Chapter 107

The tall and strong man carried the little girl downstairs, then entered the garage, carefully put her into the passenger seat, and walked around the front of the car to sit in the driver's seat.

Yan Yixiao was expressionless, watching the man beside him skillfully start the car, and watching the car slowly drive out of the small villa, she frowned slightly, even though she was full of curiosity that he wanted to take her Where to go, but she kept her mouth tightly shut and refused to speak from the beginning to the end.

There was silence, a strange atmosphere was slowly flowing in the air, the two of them were like a young couple who were angry, neither of them would speak first, feeling the awkwardness of the atmosphere, Yan Yixiao simply turned his face away and looked out of the car window, Although it was pitch black outside, I couldn't see anything.

About 10 minutes later, the car was slowly driving up a small hill. When the car drove into a large iron gate, Yan Yixiao, who was originally absent-minded, immediately concentrated, staring at the dark hill in a daze, lazily Emotions, instantly stained with a layer of sadness...

The car stopped, Luo Yunqing opened the door and got out of the car, took a bag of something from the back seat, then went around to the passenger seat and hugged the little woman in the car, and then carried her straight up the stone steps, one step Go up the mountain step by step.

There were tombstones all over the mountain, and in the silent night, the entire cemetery had an eerie aura everywhere. Yan Yixiao nestled silently in Luo Yunqing's arms, awe-inspiring.

Finally, Luo Yunqing stopped in front of a tombstone halfway up the mountain, and then carefully put down the little woman in his arms. After making sure that she was standing firmly, he slowly squatted in front of the tombstone, and put the incense in the bag. Take out the wax paper candles one by one.

Put the offerings, light the white candles, light the incense, then Luo Yunqing stood up gently, turned around, as expected, the little woman was already in tears, he felt extremely distressed, but he knew that she would have to go through this grief Yes, he took a deep breath, handed the lit incense to her, and said softly——

"Come on, offer incense sticks to Mom and Dad."

A tombstone is inlaid with two small photos, which are her father and mother. In the photo, their smiles are full of doting, and they are watching her warmly...

Tears flow crazily, heart, like a knife twisting...

Dad, Mom, I'm back...

I'm sorry, please forgive my daughter's unfilial piety, please forgive my daughter's cowardice, please forgive my daughter for not visiting you for so long, I'm sorry...

With tears in her eyes, Yan Yixiao limped to the tombstone after receiving the incense. With a soft 'dong' sound, she knelt down in front of her parents, cried and knocked her head three times, and then waited by her side Luo Yunqing immediately took the incense in her hand and stuck it on the apple placed in front of the tombstone——

"Dad, Mom, my daughter is here to see you..."

Choked up in grief, her eyes were crazily dripping with tears, she almost couldn't see the photos of her parents clearly, Yan Yixiao knelt upright in front of her parents, her heart was full of regret.

It seems that there are thousands of words to say to the dearest parents, but at the end of the day, she doesn't know what to say to them...

They are already in a distant heaven, and they can no longer hug her and encourage her when she is sad like before. She knows that they must also care about her and worry about her in heaven, so she can't say anything bad things that make them uneasy.

Without the tolerance and love of her parents, she should be strong. She should be an indestructible person with a heart of stone. Without the selfless love of her parents, she should love herself.

Dad, Mom, don't worry, I will live a good life, and I will avenge you!
From now on, Yan Yixiao loves no one but herself!
Raising her hand, she gently touched the photos of her parents with trembling fingertips. Her heart was so painful and sad, her parents...

"Don't cry, baby, your parents will be worried if you look like this, please get up first, okay?"

A deep and gentle voice rang softly in her ears, and then Luo Yunqing's strong arms embraced her from behind, coaxing her softly.

Yan Yixiao couldn't speak, she turned a deaf ear to his persuasion, and refused to answer even if she didn't answer, she just kept crying, heartbroken...

Seeing her sad appearance, Luo Yun's heart was pierced like a knife, and he took her into his warm embrace, then knelt behind her, let her weak body lean against his chest, and he hugged her gently Facing the tombstone with her, he looked deeply at the photos of the two elders on the tombstone——

"Uncle, aunt, I brought Xiaoxiao back, thank you for protecting her, thank you for keeping her safe, thank you very much!" Luo Yun said sincerely, and then Turning his eyes slightly, he looked at Gao Wanqiu's photo intently, and continued sincerely like an oath: "Yun Qing hereby assures you that from now on, I will definitely protect Xiaoxiao and never let her suffer the slightest harm. Please continue to bless her too, okay?"

After speaking sincerely, Luo Yunqing's thin lips gently attached to Yan Yixiao's ear, coaxing softly: "Be obedient, don't cry, let's go home first, and see Mom and Dad later OK?"

"I want to stay a little longer..."

She choked up hard, she wanted to be with her parents again, she missed them so much, so much...

In the cemetery in the middle of the night, the wind was blowing. Although superstition is unbelievable, a little girl with poor health should not stay for a long time. Luo Yunqing gritted her teeth fiercely, and slipped her arm through the little girl's legs, hugging her horizontally Then he said to the tombstone, "Uncle and Auntie, Xiaoxiao and I are leaving first, we will come to see you after a while!"

"I won't go—" the little woman cried and struggled relentlessly.

"Be obedient!" Luo Yunqing snorted softly with a straight face, feeling that his tone was a bit heavy, and quickly explained softly: "It's windy, it's going to be cold, and we have important things to do tomorrow, be good. Don't make trouble, okay?"

"What's the matter?" Yan Yixiao looked at him with teary eyes, eyes full of guard and suspicion, and asked coldly.

Taking advantage of the little girl's attention being successfully diverted, Luo Yunqing immediately walked down the mountain step by step with her in his arms, while avoiding the seriousness and saying lightly: "Rest well tonight, you will know tomorrow."

Seeing that he didn't intend to say more, Yan Yixiao didn't bother to ask any more. As he walked down step by step, she turned her eyes to look at the blurred tombstones in the darkness. After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly opened her mouth in a strange and cold voice. ——

"Since you're here, why don't you go see Second Sister? Don't you miss her? Don't you feel sorry for leaving her alone in such a gloomy place?"

Mixed with cynicism and sarcasm, floating in the air unhurriedly, Luo Yunqing froze slightly, furrowed his brows in the darkness, sighed if there was nothing, then slowly stopped, and lowered his eyes Looking at the little woman in his arms, I can't wait for love.

Obviously she wanted to visit, but she still wanted to say such words to ridicule him, as if she didn't want to see him feel comfortable for a moment, and insisted on saying a few words from time to time to stimulate him to be happy...

Suppressing the throbbing pain in his heart, Luo Yunqing sighed helplessly, but didn't say anything after all, looked at her silently, then turned around with her in his arms, and walked towards the other side of the cemetery.

"Put me down!" After walking a few steps, she suddenly said coldly.

Luo Yunqing ignored her, tightened his arms to hug her tightly, and walked straight forward.

"Let me down, I'll walk by myself!" Yan Yixiao frowned fiercely, with a trace of displeasure in her eyes, she said impatiently: "I'm just lame, not paralyzed, I don't need you to go up and down like this Just hug me and go, I'm not disabled!"

I am not disabled!
The little woman's words pierced the man's heart to the point of blood, and guilt immediately overflowed his chest. He frowned and tried to explain, and said softly: "It's so dark, this road is not easy——"

"Luo Yunqing, you carried me to my second sister's grave like this, didn't you mean to humiliate my second sister? Aren't you afraid that she will jump out because of jealousy? You broke her heart and betrayed her love , aren't you afraid that her soul will haunt you from generation to generation?" The little woman sarcastically relentlessly, and her words full of accusations were cruel.

The man's footsteps froze immediately, he stopped, looked down at the little woman in his arms who didn't know what to do, and couldn't help but gnash his teeth in anger: "If she can really jump out and kill me, then Isn't it what you want? Don't you want me to die now? If I really lie here one day, you will be happy, won't you? "

If I really lie here one day... I really lie here... I lie here...

His angry and resentful voice kept ringing in her ears, Yan Yixiao's face turned cold, and an inexplicable irritability rose in her heart, and she was actually imagining in her mind, if one day he really...would she be happy?Can she be happy?

Well, maybe it can...

The body suddenly fell, and her feet stepped on the ground in the next second. She was slightly startled, and then he held her little hand in her heart. The injured man had a gloomy and handsome face, and held her hand without saying a word. Little hands, slowly walking towards Yan Zhuyou's tombstone.

In the dim moonlight, Yan Zhuyou's bright and sweet smile could be vaguely seen on the tombstone, and the sadness that had just settled in Yan Yixiao's heart surged up again in an instant, making her very uncomfortable...

In any case, she and Yan Zhuyou are sisters whose blood is thicker than water. Even though Yan Zhuyou hated her from the beginning to the end, in her heart, her sister is always her sister. She killed her own sister by mistake. Feeling guilty and uneasy all the time, if she had a choice, she would rather stay in England for the rest of her life, even if she died in a foreign land in the end, she would never want to come back and bear the responsibility of destroying her family...

Silently looking at the photo on the tombstone, I secretly repented in my heart, I'm sorry, sister...

A few minutes later, a big warm hand gently took her small hand, and took her away from Yan Zhuyou's tombstone. She didn't struggle, and let him lead her away obediently, with complicated thoughts still immersed in the Unable to regain consciousness in a touch of sadness...

In the dark, even though he walked very slowly, she still followed very hard. After walking a short distance, he suddenly turned around, bent slightly to hold her in his arms again, and continued walking.

His arms are indeed comfortable, but Yan Yixiao didn't want to be too polite to him, and was about to pretend to refuse, but seeing that he was not walking down the mountain, she frowned suspiciously: "Where else should I go?"

"Since they're all here, why don't my favorite woman not go and have a look, right?" He lowered his eyes and glanced at her lightly, with a slightly resentful tone, and hummed meaningfully.

Yan Yixiao stared at him coldly, the woman she loves the most...

When she saw the familiar face in the photo on the tombstone, Yan Yixiao frowned. Then, when she saw the words "Luo Yunqing" engraved on the tombstone, she frowned even more. Are husbands and wives married together?What is he?
Pursing her red lips, the little woman turned around slowly, looked at the man beside her with a half-smile, pointed to the tombstone, and pretended to say, "The one buried here is your favorite woman? Well, I've seen it before." , looks pretty good, but why did you put my picture on it? You should go to the detention center and find her picture on it—"

Before she could finish speaking, he quickly grabbed her arm and dragged her into his arms. Naturally, he could hear the sarcasm in her words, and he was so angry that he wrapped his arm around her waist, letting her soft body Almost completely clinging to his chest, the other hand squeezed her chin slightly to raise her small face, stared at her eyes sullenly, approached her lips and gnashed her teeth viciously——

"Yan Yixiao, listen to me, I love you! I only love you! Even if I die, I will be buried with you!"

The little woman let out a sneer, and said coquettishly, "Why are you buried with me? Now this place is not—"

"My side will only be you!" He gritted his teeth fiercely to stop her from getting mad, and tomorrow he would arrange for someone to take away the urn below. It was also chosen according to her birth date. .

After finishing speaking, he picked her up and walked down the mountain. Yan Yixiao slightly turned her head to look at the tombstone with her photo on it. As Luo Yunqing walked away, the tombstone in her sight became more and more blurred...

When I got back into the car, the car drove away from the cemetery and drove forward steadily in the direction it came from. The little woman kept turning her head and looking out of the car window since she got in the car. She didn't know whether she was deliberately ignoring him or thinking about something. .

Luo Yunqing sneaked a few glances at her in his busy schedule, but in the end he couldn't stand the silence. He slowed down the speed of the car slightly, and while driving skillfully, he freed up one hand to gently grab her and put it on his lap She subconsciously wanted to retract her little hand, but he tightened his five fingers to hold her even tighter. She was displeased, frowned fiercely, and couldn't bear it anymore, turned her little face turned out of the window to stare at him coldly. The warning in his eyes was quite strong.

Ignoring her unfriendly stare, he held her soft and boneless little hand tightly, feeling her little hand was slightly cold, he grabbed her little hand and put it on his lips to breathe gently, warming her lovingly .

The warm breath sprayed on the hand, indeed bringing out a trace of warmth, spreading along the fingers all the way to the little woman's whole body, and even the frozen heart seemed to have a little... signs of softening...

Yan Yixiao frowned fiercely, and immediately hated herself. She should be affected by such a small act of his, it's too unreasonable!
Yan Yixiao, you have to be hard-hearted, you have to be indifferent, if you are as cowardly as before, you are not worthy to be your parents' daughter, not worthy!
Just as he was swearing at himself, his deep and gentle voice suddenly sounded in the narrow compartment——

"Do you still remember everything that happened the day the detention center caught fire? Tell me about it!"

Hearing this, Yan Yixiao was slightly taken aback, turned her eyes very slowly, looked coldly at his impeccably perfect and handsome side face, and recalled bit by bit the painful experience of that day in her mind...

Tell him again?Is he still worthy of her trust?Did she tell him less?But what about him?He doesn't believe her words, if he can believe her, if he can guard against Yan Yining, then maybe her father will not die, her only relative, left her because of his negligence, and even today, he still calls her How to trust him?

The car returned to the small villa and slowly drove into the garage. After turning off the engine, he turned to look at her, and saw that she was silent with her red lips pursed coldly. He frowned slightly and urged softly, "Say it!" ! Can't remember?"

The little woman squinted her eyes slightly, with a trace of contempt in her eyes, she just stared at him indifferently, without saying a word.

Luo Yunqing saw that she was silent, so he turned to face her slightly, fixed his deep eyes on her indifferent little face, and said to her seriously: "Tell me everything you know. One more time, so I know what to do next, understand?"

The little woman looked at him lightly, licked her lips casually, then she opened her red lips and opened her mouth slowly, looking like a charming little girl, but what she said made the man want to vomit blood——

"What should I do? I don't believe you!"

With a calm tone and extremely contemptuous eyes, she didn't even need to be tactful, she said directly.

"You—" Luo Yunqing's breath was suddenly suffocated, and his chest was filled with resentment and anger. His face turned pale and pale. He stared at her and gasped fiercely, and shouted angrily: "Then what do you want from me? Dig out your heart show you?"

She seemed to have heard a funny joke, she looked at him with crooked eyebrows, and a beautiful smile appeared on the corners of her lips, she slowly leaned over to him, lightly touching his heart with her pale index finger , pressed his heart slightly, then she leaned close to his lips, and breathed cruelly——

"Even if you dig out your heart... I don't even bother to look at it!"

The smile on her lips was so bright and charming, but it still couldn't be conveyed into her eyes. Her eyes were so cold, so cold that it almost froze his heart...

He was full of resentment, innocent and wronged, and his heart ached so much that he wanted to bite her lip, but the cunning little woman pushed the car door and jumped out of the car at the moment he reached out to grab her. While staring, he limped towards the villa.

'Boom'!The man punched the steering wheel hard, full of resentment but did not dare to vent his anger on the little woman who made him angry, so he could only vent his anger on the car...

Yan Yixiao, Yan Yixiao, cruel little thing, what do you want me to do to spare me?

What do I have to do...

(End of this chapter)