After paying homage to grandpa, everyone felt a touch of sadness in their hearts. They lowered their eyes and looked at the steps, losing a little bit of insight into the people around them.
Lan Chumu and Shen Muyun walked in the front, Lan Yunchen followed closely behind and helped Lan Yunxi wipe her tears, while Su Xue and Tang Junyao walked hand in hand.
And little grapefruit and little strawberry were held by their uncle and aunt.
The aunt secretly told them that the uncle secretly said that he could hold her for one more day, but he would not hold her again when he returned to Blue City.
When Tang Junyao was about to walk towards the steps, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.
She wanted to make sure she had seen it correctly, and as soon as she turned her head, her eyes collided with Ji Hancheng's eyes in the distance.
With a panic in his heart, he reflexively looked at Lan Yunchen in front of him, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that his brother didn't look back.
In the distance, Ji Hancheng was smiling at her with his lips curled up. Under the sun, the man was wearing a black suit and standing upright in front of the tombstone.
Her temples were beating constantly. Didn't she tell him that she was invisible? Which song was she singing?
She secretly glanced at her from a distance and made eye contact: Don't come over.
She hasn't confessed this matter to her brother and the others yet. She originally planned to confess it after the worship service.
Ji Hancheng in the distance seemed to have received this radio signal and nodded.
Then Tang Junyao quickly turned around with a guilty conscience. Su Xue beside her looked at her best friend and said, Oh my god.
Su Xue also glanced at Lan Yunchen and the others in front of her out of habit, then leaned close to her best friend and whispered: "Young Master Ji is hiding here?"
Tang Junyao really knew how to thank him, and replied in a low voice, just like a secret agent doing things, "I didn't know, I never told him that I came to visit the grave today, I was afraid that he would cause trouble."
So did this man guess on his own?
Even though she has Ji Hancheng's bodyguard by her side, she can't read minds. Coming to the cemetery was suggested by her uncle at the dinner table last night and was not decided by her in advance.
Su Xue thought something was wrong, "No elders in Mr. Ji's family are placed here."
This reminded Tang Junyao that two years ago, when she came to pay homage to her grandfather and was preparing to go abroad, Ji Hancheng also came once. At that time, she seemed to accompany Mr. Lu, so it might be the same today.
She approached Su Xue again, "Maybe Lu Jinnan is here too."
As soon as these words came out, Su Xue hurriedly looked around for Lu Jinnan's shadow, but after searching around, she couldn't find the target person. No matter how short she was, she could still see him.
Master Ji can see it, but why can't he see Lu Jinnan? He's not invisible when he should be, and he's automatically invisible when he shouldn't be.
Su Xue felt unhappy, and she didn't even send her a message when she came here. Huh, she must be angry for a few days.
Ji Hancheng looked at Tang Junyao who was slowly walking away and took out his mobile phone and sent her a text message, "I just miss you and come to see you."
Tang Junyao's cell phone dinged. She took out her cell phone and took a look at it. It was from Chameleon. She glanced at it quickly and replied with three words in a secretive tone, "I got it."
Han Yue's eyes were bruised and his sleep deprivation was visible to the naked eye. He was pulled by Ji Hancheng to pay homage to Mr. Lu, and he was standing aside in a listless state, falling asleep.
Going to an early grave should be like going to an early grave. At this moment, Lu Jinnan had just burned the ghost coins and stood up.
Realizing that Ji Hancheng had been staring in one direction, he followed Ji Hancheng's line of sight and saw Su Xue's back. He quickly took out his cell phone and sent a message to Su Xue, "Auntie, I'm behind you, turn around."
After waiting for several minutes, the person was getting further and further away, but there was still no reply to the message.
Seeing a large number of people descending the steps, Lu Jinnan was so depressed that he vented to Ji Hancheng, "Did you drag me to the early grave just to take a look from a distance? Then why did you come up? I'll give you a pair of binoculars.
Not better."
Su Xue was leaving without telling him. He originally planned to burn the paper and go see her, but he hadn't seen her for several days and had dreamed about her last night.
Fortunately he was staying in a hotel, otherwise his parents would have thought he was crazy and would visit his grandfather's grave every year, either on the first day of the new year or early in the morning.
Every time when Ji Hancheng wanted to pay homage to his grandfather, Lu Jinnan really wanted Mr. Ji to move his grandfather back home.
He couldn't even figure out whether he was a descendant of the Lu family or whether Master Ji was a descendant of the Lu family.
Ji Hancheng thought to himself that he also wanted to get closer, but he promised the woman that he would be invisible and couldn't break his promise.
Lu Jinnan turned his eyes to the steps again, squinted his eyes and said, "Who is that girl in the black dress?"
Ji Hancheng knew which one he was asking about, so he deliberately pretended not to know, and glanced at Han Yue, "Which of the three black ones are you asking about?"
"The younger one, the one who looks very pure."
Ji Hancheng said with a bit of teasing, "You can tell from your back that you are young and innocent. You have clairvoyant eyes."
Hearing this, Han Yue also looked up at the people walking away in the distance, yawned, and almost fell asleep on the spot, half-squinting his eyes to look for the young figure Lu Jinnan was talking about.
There was indeed one, but she was protected by a man holding her shoulders. She seemed to be crying, and the man was wiping her tears.
At such a young age, he shouldn't be the one who attacked his computer, and besides, he's still a girl.
After all, Han Yue has never seen a girl who is powerful in the computer industry, which is why he denied it so quickly.
Han Yue was very sleepy, but he still analyzed the people who had just left in his mind, and finally settled on the young master of the Lan family. Since the target has been locked, he did not wait any longer, and bowed again. Grandpa Lu was also blessing Lu Jinnan, "
Can you go back? Bye bye, your grandpa is coming out to drive people away."
The Lan family and the others went to the Jiang family’s cemetery.
Standing in front of the tombstone, Lan Chumu and Shen Muyun felt extremely heartbroken and blamed themselves. They didn't expect that the sister they had been looking for for so many years would actually be separated from each other. They never expected such a result. They thought they were just having a bad life.
Who knows......
Mr. Lan and the old lady had a grudge because of the loss of their daughter. The old lady never forgave the old man until her death. The depressed old lady finally died with hatred.
Recalling his parents and his sister, who was lying in a cold grave and had never seen him before, Lan Chumu finally got wet. Lan Yunchen carefully handed over a tissue without saying anything.
Lan Chumu helped Jiang Rui wipe the tombstone with trembling hands, restraining her emotions, "Sister, brother is late. It's his fault that you have suffered for so many years. You are the daughter of our Lan family, you should be like a princess.
Living, if I could find you earlier, wouldn’t it be..."
Shen Muyun's eyes were also filled with mist, and she slowly squatted down and patted her husband's shoulder, "Don't put hypothetical questions on yourself. There are not so many ifs in life. Since my sister-in-law is gone, what should we do now?"
The most important thing is to take good care of Yaoyao, which is the best explanation for her and also compensation."
Superimpose the love you owe your sister-in-law to Yaoyao.
Lan Chumu wiped the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, "Your sister-in-law is right, I will definitely take good care of Yaoyao."
This was said to Jiang Rui, and Lan Chumu said it to himself.
Tang Junyao stood aside and sobbed softly. Lan Yunchen put his arms around his sister's shoulders and patted her gently, silently comforting her. With just a simple movement, Tang Junyao was already comforted.
Thousands of words can be said without words. People who understand can know what the other person wants with just a look and a movement.
Lan Yunchen patted Tang Junyao quietly and held the little grapefruit in one hand. After a long time, he gently touched the back of her head and said, "You still have us. The Lan family is your eternal retreat."
Thinking back to the letter her grandfather left for her after he left, he also said that the house was her retreat, and now the Lan family is also her retreat. Everyone is paving the way for her. This is their way of loving her, and it is also hers.
Confidence.
And she felt it too.
Lan Yunchen's words made Tang Junyao shed even more tears. Big beads rolled down like they were free. Everyone present except Little Pomelo cried, and even Little Strawberry, who didn't understand anything.
They all kept their mouths flat.
Shen Muyun came out to adjust the atmosphere, "Don't cry, Yaoyao, you finally came to see your mother. She should be sad when you cry like this. She should be happy in the future. This is what your mother and we want to see."
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Su Xue stood aside holding Little Strawberry, and was really happy to see the Lan family caring for Yaoyao like a princess.
Tang Junyao carried Little Pomelo to Jiang Rui's tombstone, spoke to her mother and grandparents, and told them that this was their great-granddaughter and granddaughter.
After chatting for a long time, I got out. When I got back to the car, except for Lan Yunchen and Xiao Yuzi, whose eyes were fine, everyone else's eyes were red and swollen, so they couldn't go out to play. They were in different moods.
It was all quite heavy, so I simply went back to the hotel to relax my mood.
Return to Tihao Hotel
Tang Junyao's mood has not eased yet, but there is one thing she must do.
She said to Su Xue, who was already changing clothes and getting ready to take a shower: "Xiaoxue, help me look after Lele for a while, I'll go out for a while."
Su Xue wondered, "Why are you going?"
Lan Yunxi also stared at red and swollen eyes. She sat on the bed and looked up at Tang Junyao, "Sister, what are you going to do?"
Tang Junyao smiled and said, "I'm going to see my brother to discuss something."
Lan Yunxi, who was in a low mood, said, "Oh."
Children are more energetic. Little Pomelo and Little Strawberry have already changed their clothes and are jumping and playing on the bed.
Tang Junyao came to the door of Lan Yunchen's room, stood for a minute, sorted out her thoughts, and knocked on the door.
It was still Bai Hu who opened the door, "Miss."
Tang Junyao nodded and said bluntly: "I have something to do with my brother."
Baihu exited the room wisely and was very measured. As a bodyguard, he could listen to some things and other things he couldn't.
Lan Yunchen didn't seem surprised that his sister came to him, but she came to him a little earlier than expected. He curled his lips and asked gently: "Can you tell me something?"
Tang Junyao stood awkwardly at the door, biting her lips. The wording she had just thought of was a bit difficult to organize.
When confronting Tang Junting, he kept his words straight, because he didn't need to care about her thoughts and moods, and he could be happy as he pleased. But it was different when facing Lan Yunchen, as he was afraid that if he said a wrong word, his brother would be sad.
This is the difference between you caring and not caring.
Lan Yunchen stood in the living room, just waiting for her, not urging her, not in a hurry, just watching quietly.
As if waiting for her to think of words.
This action made Tang Junyao even more panicked, feeling like she had been completely seen through.