Xiao Sheng's mother was buried in the best cemetery in City C and in the best location.

Xiao Sheng's father did not neglect this point.

But it doesn't erase the evil he did.

Xiao Sheng placed the tulips in front of the tomb and stared at the black and white photo on the tombstone in fascination.

The photo shows Xiao Sheng's mother when she was twenty years old. At that time, her mother married the person she loved, with a smile as bright as a flower.

There is no trace of sadness between his brows, only happiness and joy.

In Xiao Sheng's fragmentary memories before he was four years old, his mother had long hair, which was soft, smooth and fragrant.

My mother has a gentle smile, likes to wear skirts, and shuttles through the yard holding beautiful tulips.

Looking back now, I think she was a carefree and innocent girl in her prime.

After the age of four, my mother's condition began to change and she would always shed tears secretly.

Later, his mother was sent to the hospital and came back to see him occasionally. Sometimes she was still the gentle mother in his memory.

Sometimes I hug him tightly in fear, for fear that he will be snatched away.

The mother became more and more haggard, and finally died coldly.

For a while, Xiao Sheng didn't dare to look in the mirror because he looked exactly like his mother.

When he looks in the mirror, he will think of his mother.

But his mother's eyes would not be as vicious as his.

Now looking at the photo on his mother's tombstone, Xiao Sheng always blames himself for not being able to live happily and peacefully as his mother wished, which resulted in his legs being disabled.

Xiao Sheng shouted to the person in the photo, "Mom, this year I not only brought you tulips, but also brought you good news."

"But you have to wait until dark. During the day, there will be people who will restrain themselves. After dark, only a few people will be able to restrain themselves. There will be many people who will fight against that person for you."

That person naturally refers to his father Xiao Zhe.

"You are watching carefully in heaven, and you must bless him with a long life, but you cannot bless him with good health."

The heaviest punishment in the world is not death, but loss.

Losing the health to survive, losing the right to be proud of, losing the most important person or the most important thing...

After paying homage to his mother, Xiao Sheng blew the cold wind in front of the tombstone for a long time.

As soon as he left, Lou Fangqing and his wife arrived.

Lou Fangqing looked at the tulips in front of the tombstone. He was not surprised. Every year, someone came to pay homage to Yu Man one step ahead of him.

Don't know who it is either.

In short, it won't be Xiao Zhe's arrogant person, it's probably the Yu family.

This was the first time that Wen Shuyi accompanied her husband to the cemetery to visit her husband's old friend.

In the past, she only knew from her husband's words that Yu Man was the daughter of the Yu family in the north, and she was also a famous beauty in the north.

Although the husband only mentions it once or twice, it is not difficult to hear something from his words.

It is more appropriate to say that he is an old friend than that he was the crush of his youth.

However, from the moment her husband confessed his love to her, she knew that he had let go, and the two of them never had any quarrel over this matter.

But she couldn't help but be curious about Yu Man.

What kind of woman is it that can make her always prudent husband chase her from the north to City C alone?

Now that I see the photo on the tombstone, I am even more amazed by the fact that she is a woman.

Not only is she beautiful, but her gentle smile is even more brilliant. Even black and white can't hide her brilliance.

Wen Shuyi quirked her eyebrows. If she were a man, she would also like Yu Man.

However, "Why does it look familiar to me?"

Lou Fangqing looked sideways at her, "You've never been to the north, how could you know her?"

"Something is familiar, let me think about it." Wen Shuyi thought seriously, "I can't remember it for a moment. I am very forgetful in my old age."

Lou Fangqing didn't take it to heart, "Maybe I've seen it on TV before. When Yu Man got married, many media reported it."

Wen Shuyi thought it was not the case, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

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"Master, aren't you going back yet?" Yu Cheng asked.

His young master has been staying on the roadside at the entrance of the cemetery for half an hour, still looking outside.

It's not Qingming Festival now, the cemetery is deserted, and only a few people pass by occasionally.

Xiao Sheng said: "No one has come yet."

"who?"

"I don't know." Xiao Sheng didn't know the little girl's name.

"..." How can he help check whether people are coming?

"Master, is the person you are waiting for a boy or a girl?"

"female."

"How big?"

Xiao Sheng thought for a moment, "I should be an adult, eighteen."

"Master, are you waiting for Miss Lou?" Yu Cheng searched around in his mind, and the only person who met this condition was Miss Lou.

Xiao Sheng paused and said, "No."

Okay. Yu Cheng really didn’t know anymore, so he could only look outside the car to see if anyone who met these two conditions appeared.

After staring for a while, Yu Cheng only saw a middle-aged couple leaving the cemetery side by side, and felt that the woman's back was vaguely familiar.

It seems to be Miss Lou’s mother?

He wasn't sure.

Xiao Sheng was staring at a tall cypress tree intently.

"She was the paper frog she folded for me under that cypress tree." Xiao Sheng suddenly said.

Yu Cheng didn't react when he heard "she" at first, but he knew it when he heard "paper frog".

He knew that the young master had always had someone in his heart, and that person folded two paper frogs as a birthday present for the young master.

More than ten years ago today, it snowed in City C.

Young Xiao Sheng's legs were still intact. Every time he came to the cemetery to visit his mother, he would stop outside for a long time before daring to go in.

At that time, the cypress trees were no more than his shoulders.

The winter wind and snow blew white on the boy's Xiao Sheng's head, and a little girl ran out of nowhere, tugging on his sleeve and saying: Brother, hide from the snow."

The little girl was fair and rosy, and her mouth was steaming when she spoke.

Wearing thick cotton clothes, the whole person was wrapped into a ball.

This was the first year that a little girl with two hairpins rushed into the world of the young boy Xiao Sheng, desperately trying to hold an umbrella for him on tiptoes.

As a result, he fell flat in front of him.

Don't cry or make trouble, just stand up again like a normal person.

Although the young man Xiao Sheng was indifferent, he did not have a heart of stone. He wiped the mud and snow from her face with his sleeves.

The next year, the little girl who was one year older asked him, "Brother, why are you here alone?"

The young man made no reply.

The little girl squatted under the cypress tree, playing with a piece of paper in her hand, and finally handed him an origami frog.

In the third year, the little girl became very cute and asked him why he was alone. Xiao Sheng finally said, "I am the only one in my family."

The little girl didn't seem to understand, but she held his hand enthusiastically and said, "We are two people now, brother."

Young Xiao Sheng thought of his annoying sister at home and said, "I don't want a sister."

The little girl felt a little uncomfortable, "Ah, then if you don't want a sister, what do you want?"

The young man answered Xiao Sheng: "I want a wife."

The little girl smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be your wife."

The young boy Xiao was actually amused, even if it was just a slight smile.

"You are too young, you have to be over 18 years old."

The little girl counted on her fingers for a long time, and finally said: "There are still ten years left, then you wait until I turn eighteen and I will be your wife, and you will not be alone."

The young man Xiao Sheng just regarded it as a childish statement and nodded.

"Then I'm eighteen years old. Let's meet here." The little girl took out another origami frog from her pocket and gave it to him.

Later, Xiao Sheng never saw the little girl again in the winter. She didn't even have a name, only the origami frog lying on her palm.

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