On the way back to the hotel, Ye Fan was still thinking about how Ye Shiyu, who was sent abroad, would come to Jishi.
Is it her illusion
It's not.
She held Peppa Pig in both hands and walked ahead, Huo Qiuluo took a half step to block the pedestrians coming and going for her.
Passing by a square, I saw a lot of people gathered together, and then heard everyone's cheers and noises.
"Marry him, marry him, marry him..."
It turned out to be a proposal scene.
Ye Fan stopped moving, looking at the girl who had been proposed, with a dazed expression, and after reacting, there was an undisguised panic in the eyes of so many people.
Especially when the man knelt down on one knee, the girl subconsciously took a few steps back, not even picking up the flowers.
Ye Fan said: "It must have failed."
Huo Qiu was a little curious upon hearing this, "How does the young lady know?"
Although this proposal does not look great, Ye Fan is so sure that he thinks it will fail.
Ye Fan smiled lightly.
Sure enough, the girl stepped back and said: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm not ready yet."
When the man heard this, the smile on his face froze: "Why?"
The girl seemed to be intimidated: "We have only known each other for three months, and I only agreed to be your girlfriend a week ago. That's too fast."
The man said: "But I like you and want to marry you as my wife."
Seeing this, Ye Fan turned and left.
It took a long time to say: "Today I don't know how many people confessed to become lovers, and how many people will confess to fail. Do you think today is a good day?"
When asked suddenly, Huo Qiu didn't know what to do: "Today is also Mrs. Young's birthday."
Ye Fan didn't speak any more, her eyebrows were blocked by her drooping eyelashes, and the hand holding Peppa Pig subconsciously tightened.
Her birthday.
After that, he went back to the hotel in silence all the way, Ye Fan lay on the bed, covering his head with a quilt.
"Mom, today is my birthday. It's so lively outside, and there are so many brothers and sisters. They are so happy, and I am so happy too."
"Mom, is Qixi Festival the fairy tale you told me? The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are so pitiful, they can only see each other in a year, but they must be very happy today because their family is reunited."
"Mom, today is my birthday, shall we go out to eat?"
It's just that her proposal was a mistake. When they went out to the restaurant they often went to, everyone was in pairs, or a family of three, but she only had a mother.
Every year today, my mother is always more silent than ever. She knows that her mother must miss her father.
Compared with other people's family of three and happy, she and her mother became a very obvious contrast.
"Mom, I won't have my birthday anymore."
On her birthday, others are happy. Even the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, who can only meet once a year, can be reunited as a family. Only her mother is unhappy. She has decided on this birthday.
Mother didn't speak, but smiled at her slightly. She drank some wine that night, maybe she was a little drunk.
Mother asked her: "Do you blame mother?"
She shook her head.
Then my mother said, "Your father... Very good, don't blame him."
This is the first time a mother has taken the initiative to mention her father.
That night, there was a big fire inexplicably, and when she woke up, she was surrounded by fire, and there was thick smoke from her nose.
"Mommy mommy-"
No matter how she called, her mother didn't wake up. She wanted to help her out, but she was too young to help.
She cried desperately in the fire, and no one came to rescue them.
"Mom." Ye Fan woke up from a nightmare, his face was full of fear and panic, he didn't know whether it was tears or sweat, and his whole body was soaked.
Ye Fan held her head, she hadn't had this kind of dream for a long time.
She and her mother were rescued from the fire. She was in a coma for two days. When she woke up, the doctor told her that her mother had passed away an hour ago.
Ye Fan closed his red eyes, concealed all the sadness and pain, calmed down, and then went out.
There are still three hours' drive from Jishi to Pingcheng, and Huo Qiu rented a car directly to Pingcheng.
The weather today is not so good, even a little gray, which makes people feel depressed.
Huo Qiu saw that her complexion was not good, her spirits were not good, and her eyes were visibly red and swollen, "Madam Young, it's only two hours before she arrives. You should take a good rest first."
Ye Fan pressed her temple. She felt flustered when she came together in the morning, and now she felt very upset, and her right eyelid was also jumping, which gave her an unpredictable premonition.
"No, you can drive!"
The closer he got to Pingcheng, the anxiety in Ye Fan's heart was gradually expanding.
Originally, she planned to see her mother again tomorrow, but with the anxiety in her heart, Ye Fan planned to see her first.
"Madam young, what's wrong?" Huo Qiu found that Ye Fan was a little fidgeting, and his face was getting more and more ugly.
"It's okay." Ye Fan shook his head.
After getting off the car, there was a patter of rain outside. Ye Fan felt a chest tightness. He suddenly thought of something and said quickly: "Hurry up."
It was almost by running. Ye Fan ran to the tomb that originally belonged to Lin Zhiqin, but it has now been destroyed. The tombstone has been left aside, and the cemetery has been dug up. The urn inside is gone.
Her footsteps stopped abruptly, her eyes widened suddenly, and her legs fell on her knees in front of the tomb as soon as she softened.
The red eyes and tears flowed out all at once. She lay in front of the tomb, digging the soil with both hands: "Mom, mom..."
She kept shouting "Mom" in her mouth, but she couldn't find her mother's urn.
"Why is this? Why is it like this?"
Ye Fan's mind was blank, and she couldn't think of anything. Her only thought now was to find her mother's ashes.
"Young lady." Huo Qiu tried to hug her from behind, Ye Fan pushed her away with all his strength, and roared, "Don't touch me."
"What the hell is going on?" Ye Fan cried as she knelt on the ground and used her hands to dig the soil. At this moment, she felt that the whole sky was falling.
Mother is gone.
Mother died to save her, but now she has lost her mother.
The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and finally it was a downpour. Ye Fan's hands had been worn by the stones and mixed with the wet mud, and his body was also wet from the rain. The whole body was wet mud on his face and head, and he was embarrassed.
Ye Fan sat in the pit, his pale face expressionless, his eyes were silent, tears were silent, and Huo Qiu was a little worried: "Mrs. Young, the rain is getting heavier. Let's leave here first."
But Ye Fan didn't seem to hear him, sitting there motionless, letting the heavy rain fall on her without responding.
There was no way, Huo Qiu had to call Huo Jingyan and tell him about the situation here.
Huo Qiu nodded and opened the phone. Huo Jingyan's voice came from inside: "Ye Fan, are you dying? Even if you sit down there, what should happen is still happening. Leave Huo Qiu first. I will check this for you. You need to calm down now."
Ye Fan finally got a little reaction, and started crying like a child, his trembling voice was filled with despair and helplessness: "Mom is gone, I lost my mom."