This stone is what my father and I must pass every day. It carries our footprints and I hope it can give you some comfort.
"We'll see you again in a while."
After Song Xiang finished speaking, he came closer and kissed the tombstone gently.
goodbye.
Rong Boye stood behind her without saying a word. After she stood up, he bent down and touched the tombstone, and whispered: "Listen to auntie, wait until the little girl gets married, and we will come to see you again."
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When Song Xiang heard this, she glanced aside and saw that it was her grandmother's tomb.
No wonder Rong Boye buried Nan Qing here.
With mother and daughter together, they probably won't be lonely anymore.
"Let's go."
After Rong Boye finished speaking, he turned around and stretched out his hand to Song Xiang.
Song Xiang nodded and put his hand on his father's palm.
The father and daughter walked out of the cemetery one after the other as before.
It was noon and the sun was very bright.
Song Xiang thought that Rong Boye would stay at Zhou's house for one night, but he did not expect that he would order to return to the imperial capital immediately.
"It's time to go back and prepare for your wedding."
That's what it was for.
"There's no rush."
"Getting married is a troublesome matter. It would be better for you to hurry up, Miss." Rong Zhe said with emotion as he got into the car.
Song Xiang smiled, "Uncle Zhe is married?"
Rong Zhe shrugged, "I haven't gotten married, but I helped your parents prepare for it."
Song Xiang was curious and lay down on the seat, listening to Rong Zhe talk about what happened many years ago.
As we set off back to the imperial capital, it started to rain not long after and the sky turned gray.
In the afternoon, Song Xiang was replying to Yan Han when the car suddenly braked.
Fortunately, he had a seat belt. Song Xiang leaned heavily on the chair and dropped his cell phone to his feet.
"What's going on?" Rong Boye asked.
The driver of the car in front got out and knocked on Rong Zhe's window, "Brother Zhe, I'm sorry, there seems to be a car accident ahead, we have to take a detour."
Song Xiang frowned. She felt a little uncomfortable when she heard words like car accident. She picked up her phone and subconsciously looked forward.
"Turn around and take a detour." Rong Boye decided.
"yes."
The car turned around and took a small road, but it was still easy to walk.
But in the evening, another animal carcass blocked the way, and the bodyguard went down to clean it up before continuing.
"Something has happened along the way." The driver muttered softly.
Song Xiang took a breath and felt a little depressed.
"Was that the puppy that died just now?"
"yes."
I heard that dogs block the road because there is danger on the road ahead.
She shook her head and shook off the messy emotions. Her phone vibrated with the news of Yan Han.
——Where are you?
Song Xiang replied: We are almost arriving at Jin City.
Forget it, I should have overthought it, it was just a coincidence.
Beside him, Rong Boye closed his eyes and calmed down, showing nothing unusual.
Song Xiang took a breath to reassure Yan Han and leaned against the window to close her eyes and rest for a while.
It was already late at night when we arrived in the imperial capital, and lights were still lit near Rong's house.
Everything is fine at home and they can rest when they get home.
Song Xiang went upstairs and felt that all the bones in his body were falling apart.
As soon as I lay down, Yan Han's phone call came.
She was surprised, "You haven't slept yet?"
"I didn't receive any news that you were home," he said.
Song Xiang felt warm in her heart, put her cell phone on the pillow, closed her eyes and talked to him, telling him the whole story.
"Have a good rest tomorrow."
"Um?"
"I'm going to my old house later, and there's still a tough battle to be fought."
Song Xiang smiled, "I'm so rich now, can your grandpa still cause trouble for me?"
He snorted harshly and coldly, "The king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with."