Xin Ya went over and sat down next to him. Ye Cong looked like this and it made people feel distressed.
"Do you know why there are only my and Ye Yuwei's names on the tombstone?" Ye Cong leaned against the tombstone, and the memories of the past few decades were still clearly engraved in his memory.
Sprout shook his head.
Ye Cong reached out to hold her hand, and then placed it on his knee.
"When Yuwei was ten years old, there was a fire in the orphanage. Except for Yuwei and another arsonist, no one survived, including Mother Ye and the entire children in the orphanage."
"Ah-" Xin Ya breathed out, reaching out and holding his mouth.
"I had already been picked up by my father at that time, and when I learned the news about the orphanage, everything was in ruins." Ye Cong said with self-mockery, "Chen Tong said that I was quite pitiful, right? "Ye Cong suddenly looked at Xinya.
Xin Ya nodded instinctively. If his father doesn't love his mother, he still has to fight against death training every day to stay alive. How can it not be miserable
"Actually, the happiest time in my life was given to me by Mother Ye and Yuwei. It was the time when we were in the orphanage. At that time, Yuwei was completely different from now. A soft and waxy little bun, who They can bully them all." Thinking of the past, Ye Cong had a smile on his face, "Those two years have become my support for many years to come, because I want to come back, because I want to come back to find them, so no matter how tired I am, no matter how tired I am, No matter how cruel it is, I can endure it.”
Xin Ya suddenly reached out and hugged Ye Cong's shoulders, feeling sorry for him.
Ye Cong chuckled and held his hand that was around her shoulders, "Actually, the happiest thing for a person is to live with a goal. If you don't even have a goal, that's the most pitiful thing. So, I'm not that pitiful." .”
"I will stay with you from now on." Xinya said in a low voice, secretly determined that she would treat him better in the future.
"Okay." Ye Cong whispered, accepting her promise.
Xin Ya looked up at the woman on the tombstone and secretly swore in her heart that she would also give him the home that Mother Ye once gave him.
God already owes him so much.
"Is that why you and the young lady have devoted themselves to social assistance in orphanages these years?" Xinya lowered her eyes and looked at Ye Cong. She knew that Ye Yuwei often went back to the orphanage and often helped the children in the orphanage.
"When I have time, I will take you to the orphanage." Ye Cong said, lowering his head and placing a kiss on the back of Xinya's hand.
Xinya nodded, "Let's visit mom often from now on."
"Okay." Ye Cong was surprisingly easy to talk to today and much gentler than usual.
The two stayed at the cemetery until sunset before going back.
Xin Ya wanted to go back to cook, but Ye Cong stopped him because he ordered Xin Ya not to enter the kitchen again.
Xinya rolled her eyes secretly, "But I like cooking, especially cooking for you."
In one sentence, Ye Cong was perfectly pleased. This seemed acceptable.
In order to make up for Xinya's time, the crew moved most of her scenes forward. Xinya, who was supposed to be with the crew for four months, became the first to be completed by the entire crew.
The weather in mid-September is when autumn tigers are at their strongest.
Xin Ya and Ye Cong drove back to Xin Ya’s hometown.
Xinmiao called her sister on purpose. They drove and her sister went home with her brother-in-law. It was clearly intentional.
Xinya didn't care about her sister's squeaking, as long as she could go home.
It's just that going home this time is completely different from the last time. Before, I was alone. During the Chinese New Year, I took Ye Cong with me. This time, I had a little one in my belly.
Xinya reached out and held the right hand of Ye Cong who was driving. When Ye Cong turned around, what he saw was the little face that no longer showed any flattery or caution, but a smile specially shown for him.
He curled his lips slightly and held his hand. At this point in his life, he had no regrets.