Wen Jin was choked by his cigarette and coughed. Xiao Qingyu quickly pinched off the cigarette, opened the car window to dissipate the smell, and breathed in.

He was very addicted to smoking and was smoking all the time. Wen Jin was not used to the smell of smoke before, and now he was a little coughing, because he was feeling uncomfortable and his throat was dry and itchy. He even choked her for smoking, so she coughed.

Xiao Qingyu asked worriedly: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Why don't you go and have a look?"

"I've seen it, I took the medicine, I caught a mild cold, but it's not cured yet."

"Sorry, I shouldn't have smoked." Xiao Qingyu immediately admitted his mercy and apologized, but he did not fall for it.

Wen Jin didn't want to answer the question he just now, so he naturally changed the topic and said: "It's okay, it's my own problem, it's too sensitive."

Xiao Qingyu licked his dry lips and said, "Can you forgive me? Promise me?"

"Anyway, no matter what I say, you won't listen, so I don't have to agree."

Xiao Qingyu's chest seemed to be hit hard by someone, and it was firm and stuffy, and it was so blocked.

Indeed, she said nothing wrong. He really won't listen to what she said, so her attitude is not that important. He stopped talking and started the car and took her back first.

Wen Jin coughed all the way, and his throat hurts so much. After returning, Xiao Qingyu boiled water and soaked the powder for her to drink. After she finished drinking, she said to him politely: "Thank you."

Xiao Qingyu said, "Don't thank you, don't be so polite to me."

Wen Jin is used to saying thank you to him.

"Then you go upstairs to bed first. It's getting late. If it's still uncomfortable, tell me, I'll take you to the hospital, or my name is Su Genghuai to come to your house to see you."

"No more trouble, have a small cold, just have a good sleep." Wen Jin quickly declined his kindness.

Xiao Qingyu also said: "Cold medicine has the ingredients to sleep, and you should not suffer from insomnia."

"kindness."

Wen Jin went upstairs.

Xiao Qingyu hesitated for a moment and went upstairs to find her. Before she could close the door, she was held by him, pulled back and fell into his arms. His arms were extremely familiar to her, and the breath on his body was as well. He hugged the person, his arms were placed in front of her, and his chin pressed against her shoulders, "Can you give me another chance?"

He used all his patience on her, and there was no such humble moment.

Wen Jin's heart ached slightly. It was not whether she gave him a chance, but that she couldn't be with him again.

She changed the topic: "I want to see my brother and my dad on the weekend. Can you send me there?"

"Yes." Xiao Qingyu agreed without thinking, and hugged her tighter with his arms, wishing she could embed her entire body into her bones and blood, so that she would not leave him.

"Then thank you brother Qingyu."

Xiao Qingyu's voice was hoarse: "Today, don't call me like this... You can call me the full name."

Wen Jin shook his head, "Impossible."

"Did you mean it, it's time to be polite?"

Wen Jin didn't say anything, and was silent for a moment, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

"Okay, you go into the house and sleep, I won't disturb you."

Wen Jin left his arms, entered the room, closed the door, his body softened, slowly leaned against the door, his body slid down uncontrollably, sitting on the carpet, she covered her chest, and the pain was so severe that the sad feeling came back. She clearly felt that she still liked Xiao Qingyu, and she had no real selfishness, but she didn't give up, what else could she do...

On the weekend, it started to drizzle.

If the weather is not beautiful, the mountain roads are not easy to walk.

Xiao Qingyu was driving the car, and no one spoke all the way. Wen Jin didn't ask much about his brother. She kept looking at the scenery outside the car window...br

When he arrived at the cemetery, Xiao Qingyu brought an umbrella and stood above Wen Jin's head, but Wen Jin said, "It's okay, Brother Qingyu, you can hold yourself, I brought an umbrella, I will do it myself."

As she said that, she took out the umbrella from her bag and opened it, walked away from him, and quickly walked in front of him with the umbrella.

Xiao Qingyu stared at her with a complicated expression

After looking at his back for a while, he pursed his lips.

Wen Jin knew what his father’s purpose was, so he didn’t need Xiao Qingyu to lead the way. After seeing his father, he would ask Xiao Qingyu to lead the way to see his brother.

Wen Jin put the wine he brought in front of the tombstone, bent down and took the cup and filled it with the wine, and said, "Dad, I brought your favorite wine. Sorry, I haven't seen you for a while. Don't be angry with me. I will come often when I have time."

Xiao Qingyu stood behind Wen Jin and felt uncomfortable when he heard what she said to her father.

His relationship with his family has always been very weak, and he has no feelings for his father, and he does not lack any family care. However, he understands Wen Jin and envy Wen Jin for having a father who loves her so much, even if he is not his biological child.

Wen Jin squatted, her trouser legs were already wet by the rain. She didn't realize it. She held an umbrella and wanted to burn some paper money. But it was raining and the weather was bad and she couldn't burn it. She could only put the paper money in front of the tombstone, picked up a stone and pressed it on it. She looked at the photo of the tombstone seriously. It was her father, and whether it was her biological father or not.

"Dad, you have a good rest. When you miss me, come to see me in your dreams. Don't not come once. I haven't dreamed of you for so long, and my brother, so will I not come to see me."

Wen Jin did not shed tears, her tone and expression couldn't be more calm.

Xiao Qingyu watched the rain get heavier and he said to Wen Jin: "Don't stay too long, the rain will get heavier later."

"Then go see my brother."

"good."

Xiao Qingyu held her hand and took her away. In order to avoid her discovery, he specially arranged Wen Mo's tomb on the other side, not far from her father's tomb. Then he planned to arrange Wen Mo's tomb next to her father.

He hadn't told Wen Jin about this matter yet, and it would be too late to talk about it when it was done.

Along the way, Wen Jin was mentally prepared to not be impulsive and take it slowly. But when she saw the photos on Wen Mo's tombstone, she still couldn't help it. Her legs were weak and her eyes were sore. The umbrella in her hand fell to the ground. Xiao Qingyu hurriedly held the umbrella over and blocked her.

Wen Jin squatted on the ground and reached out to touch Wen Mo's photo. Wen Mo smiled cheerfully in the photo. Wen Jin felt so uncomfortable that he was so young that he could sleep underground forever.

Xiao Qingyu squatted down and patted her head: "If you feel uncomfortable, say it out, it will be better if you say it out."

Wen Jin didn't say anything, took out the prepared flowers and put them in front of him, and said, "It's not uncomfortable, my brother definitely doesn't want to see me uncomfortable."

She rubbed her sore eyes, held back her tears, and silently shouted Wen Mo's name countless times in her heart. She hid some words in her heart and didn't need to say them. She believed that Wen Mo must know what she wanted to say.
Chapter completed!