Five years of love: the baby is 73 days old

Chapter 244

After Shen Luoxin gave a low 'hmm', she lay on Lian Ting's chest like this, then stretched out a hand, slowly scooped up the diced watermelon, and put it into her mouth.

Lian Ting held the bowl steadily from the beginning to the end, and watched her eat those neatly cut watermelon dices without moving for a moment.

My heart is sweeter than watermelon.

It wasn't until she stopped what she was doing and pushed his hand holding the bowl that Lian Ting asked softly, "Don't you want to eat?"

"Well, that's enough!"

"it is good!"

Put the bowl back on the dinner plate, "Do you feel sleepy? Do you want to close your eyes and sleep for a while?"

"Don't worry, I'm here with you!"

Shen Luoxin didn't say a word, but closed her eyes obediently, and quietly wrapped her arms around his waist, as if she was really ready to go to sleep.

Lian Ting didn't bother her too much, but pulled up some summer quilts that had fallen off, and gently surrounded her.

He just hugged her, accompanied her, patted her on the back, and silently coaxed her to sleep.

At first her breathing was still light and sensitive, but after half an hour, her breathing became heavy and much more regular.

Apparently she finally couldn't bear the exhaustion of body and mind, and fell asleep anyway.

Lian Ting didn't feel sleepy at all.

My heart is clear.

Looking down at the person in his arms, listening to her breathing, he felt that she was like the bright moon in his heart, illuminating his entire gloomy life.

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When the first rays of morning light appear above the horizon the next morning.

Shen Luoxin in the room opened her eyes as if feeling something in her heart, and squirmed slightly.

"Honey, are you awake?"

A gentle voice came from next to his ear, asking warmly and with concern.

"Did you not sleep?"

"Well, I can't sleep. Watching you sleep makes me feel very satisfied. I feel better than sleeping by myself!"

Lian Ting did not intend to lie, but said such a sentence naturally.

Shen Luoxin sat up slowly, looked at him, stretched out her hand and touched his face, seeing that he seemed to be in good spirits, she didn't say much to blame.

Instead, he asked in a low voice, "What time is it?"

Lian Ting looked at his watch, "06:30!"

"Get up now, are you going to the cemetery?"

he asks.

Shen Luoxin was silent for a moment, then nodded wordlessly.

Seeing this, Lian Ting smiled warmly and tolerantly, "Then let's get up, I'll go to Big Brother to pick up Ling'er!"

After speaking, he was about to get up.

But as soon as the quilt was lifted, Shen Luoxin grabbed her arm, "Wait, don't take Ling'er today! I went to the cemetery, and I want to go to another place, you go with me!"

There were surprises and question marks in Lian Ting's eyes, but he didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement.

The Wei family's mansion has a dedicated garden and glass conservatory.

Regardless of the four seasons, there are fresh and delicate flowers.

There are several varieties of yellow chrysanthemums and white chrysanthemums used in the grave, and the gardener who specializes in taking care of the greenhouse and garden trims two large handfuls of white chrysanthemums and yellow chrysanthemums.

Wei Lianting personally drove Shen Luoxin out of the car.

Both of them consciously chose black plain clothes, and Shen Luoxin simply put on a pair of black sunglasses with large lenses because of her red and swollen eyes.

Two large bouquets of chrysanthemums were placed on the leather seat cushion of the back seat of the car.

All the way to the Qibaoshan Cemetery.

In just a few years, three of her relatives and friends were buried in this place one after another.

Parents, Rong Tian!
And since she left City B that year, she hasn't been back here for more than five years.

Every Ching Ming death day, I don’t know if anyone will come to burn paper for their parents.

Thinking of her as a daughter, she is really unfilial.

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Holding the chrysanthemum, Lian Ting thoughtfully and insisted on holding her hand, walking all the way up.

Rong Tian is also a celebrity.

The status of the Rong family in City B is no lower than that of the Wei family, so you only need to ask the cemetery management office for the cemetery number of the young master Rong Tian, ​​and they can tell you where it is without having to check.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, Rong Tian's cemetery number is very close to Shen Luoxin's parents' cemetery, only a few numbers away.

Therefore, Shen Luoxin and Lian Ting could easily find the place without the guidance of the people in the cemetery management office.

Now the two are walking on the steps that are constantly going up.

And the closer to Rong Tian's cemetery, Shen Luoxin felt that her feet trembled and became weaker.

It seems that there is always a self-deceiving voice in her subconscious telling her: As long as she doesn't see Rong Tian's tombstone with her own eyes, she can still pretend that Rong Tian is still alive.

But what should I do if I see it?
"Ting, I, I don't want to go!"

She was afraid, and she turned her head in a willful way to escape.

Lian Ting held her hand tightly, and said softly but firmly, "Honey, don't be like this! Be strong! He is also a poor man!"

"I've already come here, let's go and see him! If he is under the nine springs, I will be very relieved to know that you came to see him!"

"Ting, I, I—"

"Honey, be strong! Don't do this!"

Shen Luoxin pursed her lips, but finally nodded stiffly, picked up her heavy steps again, and continued to walk forward.

Until standing in front of Rong Tian's tombstone without being able to escape, he could clearly and clearly see Rong Tian's beautiful and exquisite smiling face on the tombstone.

Self-deception can no longer continue!

That elegant and perfect man who fell to the mortal world like an angel had already passed away!
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[The fourth update is here. . 】

(End of this chapter)