Gu Xunzhou drove Wenxia all the way to Qinghe Cemetery.

Qinghe Cemetery is where Wen Xia buried her mother Qin Ruo. She carefully enshrines her mother's ashes here. Now Xing Lie has driven here and they are full of uneasiness.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Wen Xia didn't say anything, and it was very quiet after getting in the car. She quietly looked at the snowflakes roaring outside the car window, and turned her head to look at Gu Xunzhou who was sitting in the driver's seat without any anger.

"Can't catch up."

The simple four words, like a curse with a soft voice, Gu Xunzhou wiped his face and continued driving.

"What are you talking nonsense? Dad is just going to see Mom, don't think too much."

His voice was hoarse, as if it was a dry spring that had not been moist for a long time. It rubbed and made a harsh sound, completely awakening Wen Xia.

Yes, just go see your mom.

She witnessed how deep my father’s feelings for his mother were. If their car drove faster, they would definitely be able to catch up.

The two continued to drive to Qinghe Cemetery.

Because of heavy snow, Gu Xunzhou's driving speed dropped a lot without realizing it. After the initial anxiety passed, he had to calm down and take care of Wen Xia and his safety.

I don’t know how Xing Lie drove here.

Snowflakes were flying all the way. Even if he had a navigation system, his cerebellum had already lost its ability to coordinate movements. I'm afraid Xing Lie would be stumbling along the way.

Those nurses are really irresponsible.

A trace of cold flashed in Gu Xunzhou's eyes. He made up his mind to get rid of the caregivers after he went back and speeded up the car to a higher level again.

A few minutes later, they finally arrived at Qinghe Cemetery.

As soon as he reached the door, Wen Xia screamed in shock when he saw the familiar black Mercedes-Benz.

"It's Dad's car."

"I know, don't worry, it seems that he is inside before he leaves."

Gu Xunzhou comforted her, glanced at the snow on the Mercedes-Benz, and felt scheming in his heart: "Xia Xia, the snow outside is too heavy and it's very cold. Just wait for me in the car and I'll take my dad back."

"Can you do it alone?"

Wen Xia looked at the car worriedly, then looked at him, and couldn't help but hold his hand tightly: "If dad can't recognize you, please give in to him, but don't be too gentle. It's better to force him back at the critical moment."

She said in a mess. Gu Xunzhou knew she was worried, and gently wiped away the tears in her eyes.

"wait for me."

After his words came to the ground, he no longer looked at Wen Xia, closed the car door and entered the cemetery by himself.

Through the car window, Wen Xia watched him walk further and further away, tears falling to the ground.

She also knew that she could not cry too much while pregnant, otherwise the child she gave birth to in the future would be a slut, but when she thought of Xing Lie and her mother, she couldn't control her emotions.

"Baby."

Wen Xia put his palm on his belly, felt the slight bulge, and said softly: "Forgive Mommy once, let Mommy be completely willful."

Without a response, she slowly closed her eyes.

She waits for him and he will bring his father back.

The waiting time is always long and tormenting. Wen Xia doesn't know how long she has been. She only knows to count snowflakes boredly, and snowflakes are flying around her car, and her heart will be numb and shattered.

When it was the 400th film, Gu Xunzhou came back.

There was only one person in the wind and snow all over the sky. Wen Xia looked at him quietly. The panic in her heart spread rapidly like a germinated seed, binding her heart together and could no longer stretch.

"Don't be afraid, maybe he can't lift his father by himself."

Wen Xia comforted herself in her heart and looked at her with wide eyes.

The car door is open.

Gu Xunzhou entered the car with a cool air, which made Wen Xia's originally drowsy head suddenly wake up a little. Looking at the cold and extraordinary temperament on his face, and then looking at his tightly pursed lips, she seemed to understand.

"What happened, right?"

She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails pierced into the flesh.

"You... don't be too sad."

Gu Xunzhou hesitated for a moment and comforted him softly, but his words were already pale in front of death. He stared at Wen Xia's familiar face and could no longer say what he said next.

Xing Lie is already dead.

When he arrived just now, Xing Lie sat in front of Qin Ruo's tomb, holding Qin Ruo's notebook tightly in his hand. It was Wen Xia's diary given to him, Qin Ruo's lifetime.

Gu Xunzhou tried to find out his breath and heartbeat, but he had no vital signs. Even the old man who was reluctant to go out in a snowy day, the elderly and experienced old man, told him with certainty that Xing Lie was dead.

Wen Xia took a heavy breath.

"I want to see my dad."

She said softly, looking up at Gu Xunzhou. Gu Xunzhou was silent and didn't say anything. She simply opened the car door by herself and walked down resolutely.

She is going to meet her.

The wind was strong and the snow was heavy, and the white and cold snowflakes fell on her head, but for some reason, Gu Xunzhou did not stop her this time, but followed her quietly.

He can't bear to blame him.

Wen Xia blinked, her eyes seemed dry and there was no tears. Instead, she felt a little strange in her heart. Can tears be finished when she is old?

I wonder if my father would blame her if he saw her without tears after seeing her.

Surrounded by strange thoughts in her heart, Wen Xia finally walked to Qin Ruo's tomb. The familiar black tombstone was also on it. Qin Ruo's warm smile was also on it. Her mind automatically filled with colors for these black and white photos, making her seem to see her mother's laughter during her lifetime.

It's really beautiful.

She turned her face and looked at Xing Lie again.

Xing Lie sat next to the tombstone, holding Qin Ruo's diary in his hand, and stubbornly placing it on the tombstone with the other hand, as if this would make it closer to Qin Ruo.

His face was purple and purple, and the corners of his mouth were raised, with a smile that was detached.

"dad."

Wen Xia shouted softly, but her heart seemed to be blocked, and she still couldn't cry, so she simply squatted down to look at Xing Lie's palm.

Such gentle and thick palms have become cold and stiff in the cold wind.

Xing Lie is really leaving.

He did not give her any chance to keep her. He disappeared alone in the wind and snow, in front of Qin Ruo's tomb, on the road to the underworld, and never looked back.

Wen Xia's tears fell on his hands drop by drop and soon frozen into ice.

"Xia Xia, I'm still here."

Gu Xunzhou felt a little clumsy comfort from behind her. She nodded gently, wiped away her tears, and squatted down to check the notebook that Xing Lie was holding.

That was Qin Ruo's diary during his lifetime.

The handwriting on the diary was blurry, but she could still see it clearly. It was a sentence that Qin Ruo left to Xing Lie.

"You can't have the same bed in your life, and you can't die in the same tomb, and you can't be considered lonely in the underworld or lonely in your life."

Below there, there is a line of words written on Xing Lie.

"Xia Xia has grown up, Xiao Ruo, wait for me."

Wen Xia was suddenly shocked, and all the tears followed her back. She touched Xing Lie's notes, picked up the notebook and handed it to Gu Xunzhou.

"What's wrong?"

After Gu Xunzhou said that, he lowered his head and saw the handwriting on it, and then he remained silent.

He understands.

Xing Lie regained consciousness and knew that his condition would implicate Wen Xia, so he asked her to serve in front of his bed. He happened to see Qin Ruo's words during his lifetime, so he simply came to chase her with notes.

It's sad and lamentable.

Gu Xunzhou slowly closed the notes and gently hugged Wen Xia.
Chapter completed!