Yuan Yanqi acted quickly, and within two days, what he wanted to do was completed.

He deliberately took time out, when both he and Jiang Miao were free, and took Jiang Miao to the cemetery with him.

Jiang Miao was mentally prepared. Yuan Yanqi had said before that he would take her to see it when it was ready. However, Jiang Miao was still a little surprised because she had been to the direction where Yuan Yanqi's car was going.

"Aren't we going to the cemetery?" Jiang Miao looked at Yuan Yanqi.

"Yeah", Yuan Yanqi nodded.

"My parents are buried here, did you know?" Jiang Miao said tentatively.

"I know now." Yuan Yanqi turned around and glanced at Jiang Miao, very indifferently. It was true that he only learned about these things recently.

"That's fine, get closer so it's easier to worship later." Jiang Miao sighed softly, bit her lip and smiled with her head down.

Yuan Yanqi turned his head and glanced at her, he hesitated to speak, but didn't say anything.

The car parked outside, and Yuan Yanqi took Jiang Miao inside. The more they went inside, the more familiar they became. It wasn't until she stood in front of her parents' monument that she was stunned.

Jiang Miao looked at the tombstone and then at Yuan Yanqi.

In front of Yuan Yanqi is a newly erected tombstone without even a photo.

"What does this mean?" No matter how stupid Jiang Miao was, she still felt that she should let Yuan Yanqi explain it to her.

"What do you want to know?" Yuan Yanqi put his hands in his pockets and faced the wind and asked her instead.

Jiang Miao swallowed, "What can I know? What do you think you are willing to tell me?"

Jiang Miao learned to be smart and stopped asking herself why, because Yuan Yanqi might not always answer if she asked. If Yuan Yanqi didn't answer, she would be upset. Even if Yuan Yanqi answered, it would still lead to other things that made her curious.

Things are endless.

This is a vicious cycle.

It's true that Yuan Yanqi likes her, but Yuan Yanqi's habits over the years are hard to change.

He never likes to share and discuss too much with others. If he can do many things, he will do them. If he can't do them, he won't do them. He doesn't need to discuss this or that thing with anyone, whether he should do it or not.

How to do.

Love is difficult, but what is more difficult than love is the completely different habits of each other in the first half of their lives.

Yuan Yanqi looked at Jiang Miao, then took a step forward, stretched out his hand, patted the new tombstone, and sighed softly, "Let me tell you about the origin of the owner of this tombstone first?"

Jiang Miao looked at Yuan Yanqi, then squatted down, patted her parents' tombstones, made a clean spot and sat down.

"Huh?" Jiang Miao tilted her head. She had already sat down, waiting for Yuan Yanqi to speak, but Yuan Yanqi suddenly stopped talking.

Yuan Yanqi stood in front of Jiang Miao, hesitated for two seconds, squatted down, and looked level with Jiang Miao, "I'm thinking about what words can be used to describe it better."

"He was my best friend when I was a child. He was the first person to smile at me and the first person to give me things in the orphanage."

Jiang Miao said nothing and remained quiet, but unconsciously stretched out her hand to shake Yuan Yanqi's hand.

"He is your mother's half-brother, and he is also the person your grandfather originally wanted to take back to his original family."

This sentence contained a lot of information. After Yuan Yanqi finished speaking, he paused and looked at Jiang Miao's expression.

Jiang Miao's expression was a little confused, and she frowned in disbelief, "My mother is the only one in the Yuan family...oh, half-father?"

Jiang Miao's mind was still a little confused, "I've never heard my mother say that."

"Then he died of illness, you..."

"This is why the old man doesn't want us to be together. He still doesn't know that he brought the wrong person."

This matter was related to Yuan Yanqi, but he made it easy for him.

Jiang Miao's frown deepened, and she raised her hand to support her forehead, "I haven't recovered, what does it have to do with me?"

Yuan Yanqi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Jiang Miao quietly, letting her understand and digest it.

"So, I have a real uncle, not a fake uncle?" It took Jiang Miao half a minute to say this. After saying this, she looked at Yuan Yanqi with a subtle look, "Then we two..."

"I've done an appraisal and I'm sure it's okay."

"When?" Jiang Miao looked at Yuan Yanqi. Recent events always made her feel outrageous.

"When you have a fever", Yuan Yanqi answered all questions.

Jiang Miao frowned, rolled his eyes several times, and then looked at Yuan Yanqi leisurely, "You were only sure when I had a fever? Then before you, before." Jiang Miao swallowed, unable to find the right words.

Language comes to exclaim.

"Then you are simply struck by lightning."

After brewing for a long time, Jiang Miao could only come up with this sentence. Yuan Yanqi made her lack of words.

Yuan Yanqi lowered his eyes and looked at her without saying a word, seeming to be thinking and recalling Jiang Miao's words.

"You don't want to think about when you slept with me. You only identified it when you had a fever." Jiang Miao pursed her lips. Yuan Yanqi couldn't help but like hearing this. It is a very dangerous thing in itself.

Yuan Yanqi looked at her with great interest, "What if, I mean what if, we are really related?"

"This question should be asked of you, what would you do if we had a relationship?"

The original weir was silent.

Jiang Miao pursed her lips, "Will you break up with me?"

How could Yuan Yanqi, a rational person with excessive self-discipline, allow such a thing to happen?

"Otherwise?" Yuan Yanqi frowned and looked at Jiang Miao with burning eyes.

"We don't have to have children," Jiang Miao said as she met his gaze.

Yuan Yanqi squatted and did not move, but Jiang Miao saw some hidden emotions in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Yanqi met Jiang Miao's searching gaze.

"It's a bit unexpected." Yuan Yanqi smiled and was quite honest. Jiang Miao's answer was beyond his expectation. Yuan Yanqi was rational, but it was that rationality that made him too absolute and could afford it.

Yes, yes, no, no. He was not used to having answers between the two.

Jiang Miao chuckled and looked away, "Don't say that."

Yuan Yanqi's words were beyond his expectation, and Jiang Miao seemed to hear Yuan Yanqi saying again that he could not imagine that she loved him so much.

"I love you, I love you so much." Jiang Miao said this, but her expression was casual and natural. She stood up, took two steps to the side, and then squatted in front of the new tombstone, "Okay, I have never met this little girl before.

Uncle, it’s okay.”

Jiang Miao raised her hand and touched the blank tombstone, "Why don't you write something?"

"It's okay, he doesn't care." Yuan Yanqi smiled and stood behind Jiang Miao.

"How do you know he doesn't care?" Jiang Miao turned to look at him, only to find that his eyes were looking straight at the tombstone. It was a very strange, long gaze, as if he was looking at someone through the air.

generally.

Jiang Miaoteng stood up and said, "Yuan Yanqi, don't be scary."

Yuan Yanqi was doing this in a large cemetery. It was really scary and made Jiang Miao feel cold all over.

"Your uncle, what are you afraid of?" Yuan Yanqi laughed.

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