Chapter 1022 Mo Nanjue is also my relative

Tong Ran felt her eyes were extremely sore. She suppressed the bitterness in her heart and walked to her parents' graves by following the route in her memory.

She raised her head and saw that the names Tong Minghai and Su Lan were still clear on the tombstone.

Tong Ran's hands were shaking. She bit her lower lip tightly, put the urn in her hand next to her, walked to the tomb and knelt down.

Her slender waist bent down, her hands supported the ground, in a standard posture, "Dad, Mom..."

No one can answer her.

Tong Ran kowtowed three times. She straightened up, her eyes filled with mist, which made her almost invisible. She stretched out her hand and slowly touched the tombstone, "Mom, Dad, Xiao Ran is unfilial..."

She covered her mouth. She was not strong enough to hold back her tears at this time. Tong Ran leaned forward and pressed her whole body against her. The cold tombstone was pressed against her little face, and it was biting cold.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry..."

Tong Ran closed her eyes and tears rolled down her cheeks.

The small raindrops did not fall heavily. Tong Ran leaned against the tombstone and murmured a lot. She talked about the grievances she had suffered over the years, happy things, unhappy things...

She also talked about Mo Nanjue, she talked about his good things, his bad things, the things he had done for her, he said he loved her...

Tong Ran cried loudly as she spoke. She stepped away slightly and kowtowed three times to the tombstone for Mo Nanjue.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps sounded in my ears.

Tong Ran's face was covered with tears. She raised her head and saw Luo Xiao standing in front of her.

She was obviously startled.

Luo Xiao was wearing a pure white suit, the same color as hers. He stared at her little face and said, "Xiaoran."

Tong Ran glanced at him and lowered his head, "You're here too."

Luo Xiao squatted down, while Tong Ran was still kneeling. Her knees were stiff and her skirt was soaked. Luo Xiao reached out and held her shoulders, "Xiao Ran, you get up first."

"No," Tong Ran shook her head and stared at the tombstone, "I want to spend time with my parents."

Luo Xiao pursed his thin lips tightly. Only at this time would Tong Ran avoid him. He stood up, walked to her side, and knelt down as well.

Luo Xiao stood side by side with her, Jun's face looked serious. Tong Ran turned his head. She had never seen him so serious before.

Luo Xiao reached out and picked up the urns of Luo Tingsong and Song Fang beside him, and placed them in front of the tombs of Tong Minghai and Su Lan. There was sadness in his eyes that was difficult for others to understand. Luo Xiao straightened up and kowtowed three times.

Some words were stuck in his throat. Luo Xiao stared at the tombstone. He pressed his lips tightly and swallowed back with pain.

"Uncle, aunt," Luo Xiao placed the white chrysanthemums he bought next to the tombstone. His heart was in sharp pain. This was a pain that only he knew, and his hands were trembling. "I wish you all the best in heaven.

, peace and happiness.”

He kowtowed three more times.

Tong Ran knelt with him this time, and they both straightened up at the same time. Luo Xiao stared sideways at her fair face.

There was a choke in his throat, and the grief that burst out of his body buried him. Luo Xiao suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Tong Ran into his arms, "Xiao Ran, don't move, let me hug you, just for a moment..."

The tears on Tong Ran's face were still wet. Luo Xiao hugged her tightly. She was shaking all over. The man whispered in her ear, "Xiao Ran, from now on, in this world, our only relatives are each other."

Tong Ran bit her lower lip. She stretched out her hand and pushed Luo Xiao away. She stood up and distanced herself from him, "No... Mo Nanjue is also my relative."
Chapter completed!