queen i love you

Chapter 718
She can't have neither father nor mother, so who else can help her remember her childhood memories, who will help her slowly recall them on a sunny and warm afternoon.Tell her there were so many happy times, she too was a child...

Nothing, everything is gone...

When a person's parents are gone, where is his youth, and where are those youthful years that whizzed by.Even though they are old, their importance can never be ignored.Without them, you can no longer play around wantonly, it is no one's treasure.

Song Lin'ai came over to support her, her eyes were also red, and she kept crying.

He comforted her with a hoarse voice: "Don't be sad Jiangnan, you will break your body from crying like this... Auntie is not at ease when she leaves, she is going to find her uncle, just let her rest."

Even though Jiang's mother has been worrying about her all these years, Jiang Nan is still selfish and doesn't want to let her go.We know that everyone will grow old one day, and no one is immortal.

But she still wants Mama Jiang to spend one more day with her, even one more day...

Qin Liang has been reticent these days. Ever since Mother Jiang left and cried hard, she hasn't said much.

Standing in front of the tombstones of Jiang's mother and Jiang's father at this moment, he was finally willing to say a word: "Father, grandma... I will be obedient, take good care of Jiangnan, take care of father, and take care of the baby in Jiangnan's belly..."

Huang Yu's throat was dry, but he desperately wanted to smoke a cigarette.Go to the side and watch from afar.I took out one and lit it, and took several mouthfuls. It was so violent that I coughed from choking.

So distressed, this scene is like a replay to him.

Back then, Jiang's father's funeral was arranged by him alone. At that time, Jiang Nan was in the detention center without seeing the sun.They sent Jiang's father to the hospital, and soon passed away.

At that time, Li Zhengyang was working on Jiangnan affairs, Jiang's mother couldn't hold on and collapsed, and the Jiang family could only entrust him with the burial of Jiang's father.Relatives and friends were received by Sun Qing, and Fang Qingshan helped them.The tragedy of that year came just like that.

He will always remember the day Jiang's father was buried. It was not as good as this season. It had snowed before, and it was truly icy and cold.They stood with Mama Jiang in front of this stele for a long time. The cold wind blew past Mama Jiang's gray temples, as if they had aged a lot in an instant.

Mother Jiang refused to leave, but stood there quietly without saying a word.

But Huang Yu knew that she must have a lot to say to this deceased person.If they are the closest people in this world, they will support each other until they grow old, and they will have a love for many years.Those years and years have accumulated and settled down, and they have become the songs of the years at the bottom of the box.

Some people compare husband and wife to birds in the same forest. When the tree wants to be still but the wind does not move, they can still perch together, or sing, or fly together.However, when a catastrophe strikes, the birds and beasts will scatter at once with a "hula", which can be said to be divided into labor and swallow.

When you are close, no one is closer than that, once separated, you will become the most familiar stranger in the world.

Huang Yu plays with flowers, but never thinks that the relationship between husband and wife is such a shallow thing.There are not many people who can accompany you from old age to death in this life, think about it.No matter how strong the bond with your parents is, but in those few decades, they will bid you farewell with tears early.Neither will your children. Once they have someone they love, they are no longer yours. It is not uncommon for them to meet once a year or so.

Only this person, as long as death does not pull him away, he is willing to accompany you to the end.Even if he takes a step first, he is still the person who will accompany you the longest.

How many strong winds and waves have passed by, but he did not fly away like a bird, and is still by your side.What is Lao Yan?
Waking up from a dream in the middle of the night, when you want to chatter about some household chores to the ceiling, the only one who will listen to you is him beside you.

This is a quarrel once, twice, three times... Even if you quarrel countless times, it can still heal automatically, and the love with tenacious vitality is also what he can give you.

It is this person who is gone, full of emotion and grief, and always has a lot to say.It has been accumulated over the years, those who want to say but have not said, this time is the last time, so I want to say it all.

Mother Jiang stood there, as if numb from the cold.

Sun Qing put her arms around her shoulders and persuaded her loudly; "Ah, let's go back, your body hasn't recovered yet, you'll catch a cold if you stand like this."

Mother Jiang shook her head and said, "You guys go back first, you don't need to be with Auntie, Auntie wants to be alone for a while..."

Huang Yu took off his overcoat and came over to put it on for Mother Jiang.He pulled Sun Qing aside and left Mother Jiang alone for a while.If you have something to say, just say it.

After walking a few steps, he heard a violent cry behind him, so shocking, as if the sky was falling apart.Huang Yu's body froze, and he saw through the heartache of an old man.

Their only daughter couldn't come to pay homage, she must be very sad, right?

Huang Yu insisted on smoking the cigarette in his hand, and looked over through the curling smoke, Jiang Nan was still standing there crying, it was too painful, his body couldn't stand still, and he slid down a little bit.

Whenever Qin Qiuyan walked over, he must have been nearby all the time, but he couldn't show up.Now he is holding Jiangnan in his arms.

Huang Yu rubbed out the smoke in his palm, which burned the skin on his palm, causing a burning pain.

Jiang Nan curled up in Qin Qiuyan's arms, crying for too long, his consciousness gradually lost, but he didn't know why he was crying.I just felt very sad, biting my lips and teeth and whimpering all the time.

Qin Qiuyan embraced her, stared at the photo of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother and said quietly: "Mom has been worrying about us all these years, and she is very tired. She is getting old and wants to rest. We will make her go very uneasy. Be good, let her go and find Dad, if you hold her tightly like this, I'm afraid Mom won't be able to leave..."

Jiang Nan shook his head, shaking his head desperately, but his fists became tighter and tighter, as if she was willful again, holding on tightly and refusing to let go, Mother Jiang would not leave.

Qin Liang came over and stretched out his hand to break off her fingers, very hard, one, two, three...until he opened her palm wide and exposed it to the air, causing everything to be wiped out.

Tell her: "Let grandma go, if you do this, she will really suffer. You still have me, your father, and the baby in your belly... I have promised grandma that I will take good care of you for the rest of my life..." The little hand Helping her dry her tears, she was heartbroken, but she was more open-minded than an adult: "Grandma is really tired, let her sleep well... With grandpa accompanying her, grandma won't feel lonely."

Jiang Nan stared closely at his palm, it was clear that there was nothing there, it was empty.My heart is also empty, but it hurts badly.

"mom……"

It's not that she doesn't understand, she understands everything, but she can't let go.What would you do if you lost your mother?What about those years of careful placement and dust?The palm is so empty, it seems that there is really nothing.

(End of this chapter)