Everything, the end.
Qin Lan snuggled in his arms, breathing unevenly.
The blush on his face still did not fade.
She was a little surprised by Jing Lanquan's strength, after all, they were both very old.
I think it's funny.
"Alan, honeymoon, where do you want to go?"
Jing Lanquan asked his wife in his arms.
"Honeymoon trip..."
Qin Lan murmured and shook her head, "Lan Quan, I want to go back and take a look... Siruo..."
When she said this, her voice tightened.
Thinking of my past daughter, my heart couldn't stop colic.
"She must be lonely and lonely there alone! I want to go and tell her in person that her father is back..."
"Alan..."
Jing Lanquan squeezed his wife's hand, "Okay, let's go and see Si Ruo! Go and accompany her..."
In this life, as a father, he owes her too much.
He wanted to make up, but he had already, and even this opportunity was gone! !
Jing Lanquan felt a little uncomfortable, but he knew that tonight was their wedding night, and it was really inappropriate to talk about this, so he comforted his wife and made her stop thinking about the sad past.
People have to look forward, right
On the tombstone, a smiling face of a young girl.
Even if four years have passed, the smiling face is still frozen and young.
Xiaonan shed tears when she first saw it, and she couldn't speak for a moment.
Thinking...
She is still so young!
However, she no longer exists in their world!
If she is still here, how great...
She can accompany them to witness the happiness of mom and dad... However, there are not so many ifs in this world.
Jing Yixuan wiped away the tears for Xiaonan, hugged her by the shoulders, and comforted her, "Don't cry, thinking if you don't want to see you like this..."
"Ok… "
Xiaonan nodded, smiled, and went to comfort her mother, "Mom, don't be sad..."
Qin Lan squeezed her daughter's hand tightly, and placed a bunch of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone of Siruo... Seeing the bunch of white chrysanthemums that symbolized the death of the world, Qin Lan's sorrowful emotions suddenly surged into her heart, and she couldn't restrain her He whimpered with his mouth.
"Siruo, how can you be so selfish... just abandon your mother and sister... my child... oooooo..."
"Alan, don't cry..."
Jing Lanquan squatted down hurriedly, supported his wife, and looked at the photo on the tombstone, also feeling sentimental.
The girl in the photo does look a bit similar to herself.
Although he has never veiled his face, he feels a little depressed because of his dear relatives, blood is thicker than water.
"Siruo, I am Dad! Although Dad has never seen you or heard you call me "Dad", but... Dad still loves you! I hope you will live well and carefree in heaven. , In the next life... continue to be parents' daughters!"
Jing Lanquan said in a dumb voice, bowing piously to the tombstone.
Jing Yixuan also stepped forward and bowed deeply in thought.
For his sister, he had too many guilt and apologies... But when he arrived at her tombstone, he found that everything was inexplicable.
Perhaps, in this life, this sister is destined to... Become their family, a pity! !
Finally, Xiao Yangyang also stepped forward and bowed down to his aunt.
The wind blows...
Blowing the leaves of the tomb forest, the white chrysanthemum was carried by the breeze, blowing slowly... The sound of the wind, like a fairy humming a sad tune...
Thoughts in the sky, hope you, everything is well! !
Forget the grief and hatred of the mundane world, and live happily in your country! !
one year later--
…
At two o'clock in the morning, there was still a yellow light in the study.
Xiaonan knocked on the open door and walked in.
"It's so late and still busy, don't you plan to go to bed tonight?"
When Xiaonan appeared, Jing Yixuan subconsciously closed the computer in front of him.
"Woke up?"
Jing Yixuan stretched out his hand and took Xiaonan who was walking towards him.
Xiaonan sat down on him, "Well, I saw you not here as soon as I woke up, so I got up and took a look. It's so late, what are you still up to?"
Xiaonan glanced at the computer he had built.
If he didn't think wrong, he seemed to be hiding something from her.
Xiaonan raised her eyelids and said, "Why? It won't be so late. Which sister should you chat with online?"
As she said, she narrowed her eyes, put her hands on Jing Yixuan's shoulders, and tilted her head. "It's not so? It's only a year. Are you going to empathize?"
Jing Yixuan chuckled lightly, "Is there so no confidence in myself?"
Xiaonan pouted, "Then you might be tired of gnawing."
Jing Yixuan squeezed Xiaonan's nose, "I can't get tired of it."
It was obviously a joke, but Xiaonan could feel Jing Yixuan's trouble.
He has something on his mind.
And it is, the look of worrying.
"What's wrong? Not happy?"
Xiaonan asked him, seeing that there was no sword frowning, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to wipe his eyebrows, "Don't frown, it's not good-looking! If you really can't let go, should you consider telling your wife" What? Your wife has a very generous heart and can hold a lot of things... whether it's happy or sad..."
Jing Yixuan held Xiaonan's small hand free from the center of his eyebrows, placed it in the palm of his hand, and kept rubbing it together.
His head was slightly lowered, his thin lips pressed lightly, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
Xiaonan knew that he was still hesitating.
Hesitating about this heavy heart, do you want to tell her to know.
Xiaonan didn't force him, but waited patiently.
She knew that if he could be so careful, it must not be a simple matter.
"Do you remember when I told you..."
When Jing Yixuan said this, he paused slightly before continuing, "For these years, I have been doing some improper transactions for a gangster..."
His dumb voice is worrying.
Xiaonan held his hand tightly and tightly, and a pale pale appeared between her fingers.
She actually remembers this all the time...
How could she forget such an important thing...
She didn't say, just... She didn't dare to say, didn't want to mention, didn't want to think about it.
She was deceiving herself, thinking that not saying it meant it had never happened, but now, when he was mentioned so carefully, Xiao Nan couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
"I once promised him to work for him for five years..."
"But, it's been five years now!"
Xiaonan squeezed his palms excitedly.
In the palm of my hand, it’s a little bit cold...
It's been cold to the cusp of Xiaonan's heart.
Jing Yixuan tightened his strength and shook Xiaonan back, "Well, five years have passed, but... he doesn't plan to let me go easily! So, I asked him to have a break tomorrow."
"Who did you date?"
Xiaonan was so nervous that her heartbeat seemed to be about to stop.
"Boss of the gangster, thunderer!!"
"tomorrow?"
"Yes! Tomorrow..."
Xiaonan's small hands trembled faintly.
His face was pale, "One... do you have to go?"
"Must go!"
Jing Yixuan nodded affirmatively, "There must be a break between me and the underworld! Xiao Nan..."
He raised his eyes to look at her. In the dark eyes, there was a shallow radiance, guilt and helpless, "I'm sorry, I left you by my side before I sorted out all the troubles, but also Because of you and Yangyang, I must have a break with them now!"
"That..."
Xiaonan bit her lower lip, "Will it be life-threatening?"
Jing Yixuan shook his head and did not hide Xiaonan, "I don't know, but I promise, I will do my best to protect myself, okay?"
"it is good… "
Xiaonan nodded, "You must be careful!! That... Tomorrow..."
"No! You can't accompany me!"
"But I will be very worried about you."
"Then you can't go either!"
Jing Yixuan insisted, "Xiaonan, if you follow me, it will only make me more distracted."
Right…
"Okay, then you promise me that you will report to me as soon as possible after processing, okay?"
"Okay! Must..."
…
The next day—
Early in the morning, eight o'clock.
Jing Yixuan drove alone to the agreed place.
The car stopped in front of an independent villa.
The two men in black led Jing Yixuan into the room, "The boss is already waiting for you."
"Thank you."
The three people walked to the villa together.
Approaching the hall, I saw that the Thunderman was already waiting there.
The Thunderman's age was the same as Jing Lanquan's. In terms of seniority, Jing Yixuan should call his uncle.
"Uncle Lei!"
Jing Yixuan walked over and said politely.
The Thunderman seemed to like Jing Yixuan very much. When he saw him, he got up with a smile, "You kid, long time no see!!"
He personally greeted Jing Yixuan to take the seat, and ordered someone to bring tea up.
After Jing Yixuan took two mouthfuls, he went directly to the topic.
"Uncle Lei, I don't want to talk secretly anymore. I came to see you today, and you know what it's for!"
The thunder hand made a sudden pause, and looked up at him, his eyes were cold, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling, "Why? Just want to jump out of me so impatiently?"
"Uncle Lei, when I promised you, I was alone, and now I have a family, so I can’t take risks like I did before, regardless of life and death! I think this feeling, you will be able to Experience."
He fell into the underworld when he was young, and later he had a girl he liked. The two had a child together, but they didn’t want to have a good time. They were chased by enemies in the underworld, causing the death of his wife and children, leaving him behind. Living alone, in order to avenge his wife and children, he chose to fall into the underworld again, but to this day, he is still alone... Jing Yixuan also knows that he once recognized his mother Wen Chunru as a god-sister, in fact, it was because she had one. Zhang has a similar face to his deceased wife.
However, similarity is just similar in the end!
It seems that because of Jing Yixuan's words, Thunderman thought of his past, so that he didn't say a word for a long time.
After a long time...
"Are you sure you think about it?"
He asked Jing Yixuan quietly.
"Yes, Uncle Lei!"
The Thunderman continued to soak the Kung Fu tea in his hand before slowly saying, "If you have to retreat, Uncle Lei won't stay, but you also know that there are gang rules in gangs! If you want to leave, you have to look at you. … I can’t get out of this door!!!"
Jing Yixuan still smiled calmly, the expression on his face was not clear, his fingers tapped on the chair in a rhythmic manner, and he tilted his head and asked Thunderman, "Then Uncle Lei, what do you want to do? "
"That depends on whether you are courageous enough!"