The wind on the mountain was quite strong, and the branches in front of the grave were swaying in the wind. It was probably late autumn, and the leaves fell quickly.
The withered yellow leaves slowly fell to the ground.
Qiao Ran lowered his head slightly and poured snow tea for Qing Ye.
She still remembered that when she and Qing Ye first arrived in Xuecheng, Qing Ye said that the snow tea in Xuecheng was quite delicious. Qiao Ran remembered this and brought it to Qing Ye to drink.
"Don't worry about me. I'm living a good life now. I work hard every day. By the way, Xiaozhou is the name I gave my baby. When Xiaozhou is born, I will bring him to see you."
Qiao Ran always remembers that when Qing Ye was about to die, he was so worried about himself, fearing that he would commit suicide if he couldn't think about it. At that time, Qing Ye had been persuading her to keep the child. From the very beginning, let alone the child, she I always thought I couldn’t survive...
Fortunately, she finally came through.
So now she can come to the grave and tell Qing Ye so that he can feel at ease.
Qiao Ran spent a long time talking to Qing Ye alone in front of the grave. Seeing that it was getting late, he had to get up and say goodbye to Qing Ye and go down the mountain.
The road down the mountain was not easy to walk, but Qiao Ran carefully went down the mountain slowly, holding his belly with one hand and the branches with the other.
She didn't know how dazzling the scene of her carefully holding her belly was in the eyes of Sheng Bianmo who was behind a tree not far away.
…
Baby Xiaozhou and I are both fine.
By the way, Xiaozhou is the name I gave my baby. When Xiaozhou is born, I will bring him to see you.
…
Sheng Bianmo sat by the window of the restaurant, pouring wine down his throat with an expressionless expression.
He seemed to understand that the dead are the most irreplaceable...
And to this day, that person still lives in her heart... She even protected their child so carefully... and worked very hard to leave the blood of that person...
Does she... love him like that
Sheng Bianmo closed his eyes again and drank it all in one gulp.
The breath was hot and exhaled gently from the lips. Unprecedented oppression was accumulated in the chest and could not be poured out.
Sheng Bianmo didn't know how long he had been drinking. He left the restaurant drunk. Chen Yi had already prepared a carriage downstairs and was waiting for him.
Shengbianmo got on the carriage, fell crookedly on the couch, and gasped slowly and painfully...
Chen Yi asked in a low voice from under the carriage: "Your Highness, are you going back to your home?"
"No return… "
"Then where is Your Highness going?"
"Tell Qiao Ran to go back to the flower farm! If she dares to miss work again, don't come here again!"
Sheng Bian Mo started drinking like crazy in the carriage.
Chen Yi was startled. Obviously, it was rare to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince act so irrationally, but he still couldn't help but defend Qiao Ran, "Your Highness, have you forgotten? Miss Qiao... asked for leave yesterday. It was not absenteeism." .”
"Is she taking leave to do something serious? I want her to go back immediately!"
Chen Yi wanted to say something again, but after Sheng Bianmo finished yelling, he said coldly and suddenly as if on a whim: "Go to where she lives."
Chen Yi was even more stunned and said in disbelief: "Now, Your Highness?"
"Now." Sheng Bianmo's cold voice came from the carriage, vaguely mixed with painful breathing.
Seeing this, Chen Yi had no choice but to ask the driver to change direction and go to where Qiao Ran lived.
Who would have thought, what a coincidence, not long after the carriage left, Sheng Bian Mo, who was sitting in the carriage, squinting his drunken eyes, caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside the carriage that had to pull over because a carriage was passing by. The figure is Qiao Ran who seems to be going to the market to buy something...
Sheng Bianmo's mood suddenly became extremely gloomy.
(End of chapter)