"Nanshan Cemetery?" The tense nerves seemed to be torn off by a pair of invisible hands. Lan Yanxi was about to collapse. Grandma was buried there. Why did Lan Lin take her grandfather there? Is she crazy? Knowing that grandpa has always missed grandma, every time he visits the grave, grandpa refuses to go up. He sits alone in the car, afraid of facing the cold tombstone of his once beloved.
"Yan Xi, are you okay..." Cheng Yuan saw Lan Yanxi's face pale and almost shaking, so she quickly reached out and grabbed her arm.
"Cheng Yuan, let's go there quickly." Lan Yanxi's voice was hoarse. It was pouring heavily, and there was no shelter from the rain in Nanshan Cemetery. Why did Lan Lin take her grandfather there
"Okay!" Cheng Yuan was still worried about her. Seeing her lost her soul, she knew that that place had extraordinary significance to Lan Yanxi.
Cheng Yuan suddenly thought about whether Lan Yanxi lost her father when she was young, and whether her father was buried there. Therefore, Lan Yanxi would be heartbroken when she heard about that cemetery.
Cheng Yuan drove the vehicle carefully and quickly in the rain.
Lan Yanxi looked forward anxiously. Her heart had already flown to the cemetery. She reached out and held her grandfather's medicine bottle, squeezing it tightly. The pills hit the bottle with a monotonous sound, but at this moment in the car The only voice tightened the chests of the two people.
It takes an hour and a half to drive from the city to Nanshan Cemetery, and you can only get there by speeding up.
Lan Yanxi begged for the rain to stop quickly, but the sky seemed to be against her. The farther it went in the direction of the effect, the more violent the rain became, as if someone had made a hole in the sky and let all the rain pour out. .
"The rain is too heavy." Cheng Yuan adjusted the wiper to the fastest setting. Every time it washed away, the road ahead was still a little blurry, which made people anxious.
If Cheng Yuan hadn't been determined in her heart and calm in her aura, a normal person would have dared not go any further.
"If something happens to grandpa, I will never let her go." Lan Yanxi murmured to everything blurry outside the window.
"If something happens, she deserves to die." Cheng Yuan said with hatred.
It was originally an hour and a half drive. When we arrived, it was almost past noon. Lan Yanxi's cell phone suddenly rang. She took it out and saw that it was Ling Mofeng's name.
She bit her lip and put it to her ear to listen.
"Yan Xi, have you called me? What's the matter?" Ling Mofeng's calm and magnetic voice came over.
It was very quiet on his side, so his voice was particularly pleasant.
"Are you busy today?" Lan Yanxi controlled the sadness in her heart and asked him softly.
"I'm a bit busy. I have to have a meeting in ten minutes. It's tea break time now. What can I do?" Ling Mofeng chuckled, feeling that she took the initiative to call him, and she was still in a happy mood.
Lan Yanxijue's lips were a little dry, and she couldn't help but lick them. Then, she said softly: "It's nothing, I just miss you a little. You should do your work first, and I will contact you after you are done."
"Okay... there is a dinner tonight. I may not go home to eat, so don't wait for me." The man seemed reluctant to hang up her phone in such a hurry, so he prolonged his voice, but it was full of tenderness.
Lan Yanxi knew that he was very busy today, busy with important national affairs. She really couldn't disturb him, just for her own small family matters.
"Okay, I understand, hang up first." As Lan Yanxi said, she pressed the phone and held it tightly in her hand. She also tried hard to hold back the tears flowing in her eyes.
Cheng Yuan glanced sideways at her, and then sighed softly: "Yan Xi, you are such a good wife. Mr. President indeed has a lot of things to do today. Chu Lie also told me that this is the first time he has met with foreign leaders since he took office. Meeting people plays an important role in stabilizing his position. I really admire you for your choice not to disturb him."
"I can't and I don't dare!" Lan Yanxi lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
"You just love him too much." Cheng Yuan said the most important reason.
Lan Yanxi was stunned. Is this the reason? She didn't want to disturb him, just because she loved him too much and regarded his things as more important than her own. She hoped that he would be well and that he would succeed in everything.
"Maybe." Lan Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief.
"The cemetery is ahead. Let's go in and ask first." Cheng Yuan immediately sped up.
There is a management office at the foot of Muyuan Mountain. At the moment, there is only an old man holding a mobile phone and sitting in the duty room watching TV. There is a bag of melon seeds next to him. He seems to be helpless and bored by the terrible weather.
"Uncle, did you see a red car driving in?" Cheng Yuan rolled down the window and asked loudly.
The old man didn't hear clearly, so he turned his ear to listen, and Cheng Yuan yelled at the top of his lungs.
"I don't know. I just came here to change my shift. You need to find a friend and drive in to find it yourself." The old man heard this, but gave a disappointing answer.
Cheng Yuan had no choice but to step on the accelerator, and the car rushed into the Nuo University parking lot behind the management office. It was raining heavily today, there were very few vehicles, and it was not a good time to visit graves. Naturally, not a single person was seen. "I didn't see her car!" Lan Yanxi looked around, but didn't see a red car.
"Has Lan Lin already left?" Cheng Yuan couldn't help but slapped the steering wheel angrily, feeling that Lan Lin was really disgusting for leading them in circles.
"Cheng Yuan, wait for me. I'll go to my grandma's grave to take a look." Lan Yanxi said, and was about to push the door open.
"I'll go with you. There are two umbrellas behind me. Just wait for me." How dare Cheng Yuan let her go to this shady cemetery alone. Don't say that the brave are afraid, but Lan Yanxi is not brave. You might be scared.
In fact, Lan Yanxi couldn't care less about being afraid now. Worry had suppressed all her fears. Even without an umbrella, she could run to her grandma's grave in the rain.
By the time Cheng Yuan came over with the umbrella, Lan Yanxi had already opened the door and got out of the car. Her clothes were half wet in an instant. Cheng Yuan quickly held the umbrella over her head.
Lan Yanxi took an umbrella and looked for a familiar entrance. Cheng Yuan followed closely behind her, watching everything around her with a pair of sharp eyes.
Lan Yanxi stepped on the steps, water splashed everywhere, and her trousers and shoes instantly got wet. She didn't care at all and ran forward quickly.
"Yan Xi, wait for me." Cheng Yuan's physical fitness was much better than hers, but she could hardly keep up with her. She couldn't help shouting worriedly.
Lan Yanxi seemed not to hear it, and still ran forward desperately. The umbrella on her head was blown ruthlessly by the wind, and she didn't seem to care anymore.
Cheng Yuan looked distressed. If only Mr. President were here, Yan Xi would definitely listen to him, and Mr. President would definitely not let her suffer these crimes.
The tomb passage is very long and high, with ladders stacked one above the other. There are tombstones all around, connected in a piece, occupying the entire mountainside. There are new ones, old ones, and the wind is blowing paper money that comes from nowhere. Falling down, this scene is quite terrifying. Those who are timid may be scared out of their wits.
Lan Yanxi walked firmly, even if she saw these frightening things, she turned a blind eye. What could be more terrifying than losing her grandfather
Cheng Yuan was out of breath. The tomb passage was too high and too long.
Finally, Lan Yanxi ran forward along a flat and wide tomb passage. Cheng Yuan took a look and found that this was an area where only wealthy people would buy and sell. It had good scenery and good feng shui.
From a distance, Lan Yanxi saw the most despairing, sad and angry scene in her life.
She saw her grandfather sitting in a wheelchair, the umbrella he was holding lying next to his hand, facing her grandma's tombstone, like a sculpture.
Lan Yanxi's breathing stopped suddenly. After she paused for only a second, she ran quickly towards her grandfather.
Cheng Yuan also saw it. She panicked and had a very bad premonition.
Lan Yanxi rushed over. Grandpa had closed his eyes and his whole body was cold.
"Grandpa!" Lan Yanxi tried to wake him up, but she found that grandpa seemed to have disappeared. Cheng Yuan came over and quickly checked the old man, but the result was that the old man had expired.
"No..." Lan Yanxi roared in grief. The wind carried her sadness, making it particularly sad in this group of tombs.
Cheng Yuan stood watching and burst into tears.