Rong Jiuci slowed down his voice and said, "Rong Rong, I won't stop you from seeing An An. In fact, I miss her too, but I think you can calm down. Calm down, okay?"
"Okay." After a long while, Murong Rong finally spoke with a hard voice: "I will calm down."
Not for anything else, just for peace of mind.
Just like Rong Jiuci once told her, she couldn't let An An leave without peace of mind.
Murong Rong's eyelids blinked slightly, and tears fell instantly.
Rong Jiuci felt heartbroken and stretched out his arms to hug Murong Rong into his arms.
at night.
Murong fell asleep in Rong Jiuci's arms.
She had a dream.
She dreamed that An An was locked up in a basement, with tubes inserted all over her body, and a person whose face he couldn't see clearly was bullying her.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
An An cried very loudly: "An An hurts so much, An An hurts so much!"
"An'an! An'an!"
Murong Rong banged on the door desperately, trying to rescue An An, but the door was extremely strong and could not be opened at all.
She could only listen to An An's voice getting weaker and weaker.
An An said: "Mommy, why don't you come to save me? Don't you want me anymore?"
Murong Rong suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed suddenly. She gasped for breath and was about to get off the bed in a panic.
"Rong Rong, where are you going?"
Rong Jiuci also woke up, looked at Murong Rong's appearance, immediately grabbed her wrist, looked at her face full of fear and uneasiness, and asked: "What's wrong?"
Murong Rong couldn't say anything, her body was still trembling from the previous dream.
Rong Jiuci didn't urge her, he just walked to her side and hugged her into his arms.
Men's body temperature is always higher than that of women. When this temperature was transmitted through clothes, Murong Rong slowly stopped trembling.
After a long while, Murong Rong finally found her voice: "I...I...I dreamed about An'an...I dreamed that she was locked up and someone was beating her. I wanted to save her, but I was beaten.
Don’t open the door…”
Even though she knew it was just a dream, Murong Rong still felt very painful and sad.
"It's my incompetence... Rong Jiuci, I can't save An An even in my dream."
Rong Jiuci hugged Murong Rong with all his strength. Hearing her words, he couldn't help but sigh. He didn't say anything.
At this moment, all words of comfort are feeble.
He just held Murong Rong and stayed with her.
After a long time, Murong Rong calmed down. Her voice was hoarse: "Rong Jiuci, can you let me see An An tomorrow?"
"Okay." Rong Jiuci hugged Murong Rong: "I will take you to see her tomorrow. Rong Rong, I have never thought of hiding it from you."
He just didn't know how to say it.
Murong Rong's condition was really bad during that period. He could sense that Murong Rong was able to persevere not only because of his repeated pressure, but more importantly, because Murong Rong had been hypnotizing himself.
She told herself that as long as she couldn't see the body, An An might still be alive.
How could he tell him that there were actually bones in the car?
It belongs to a four-year-old girl.
At that time, there was only An An.
"Yeah." Murong Rong glanced at Rong Jiuci: "Rong Jiuci, can you promise me something?"
"you say."
"Tomorrow, when you go to see An An tomorrow, give her a stuffed toy. Just say it was given to you by Daddy." Murong Rong begged.
When An An was still here, she always hugged the stuffed toys given by Ji Baibai and never let go.
She loves this kind of soft and warm things very much, but she never takes the initiative to ask for them.
Even if she insisted on buying it for An An, she was unwilling to take it.
She will always remember An An raising her head and sweetly saying to her: "I don't want to buy these things. I won't let them steal my mommy from me."
But Murong Rong knew that An An wanted to save money for her, but even if she was a young child, she was always worried that she would have a hard time.
Thinking of her daughter's cute and sensible appearance, Murong Rong couldn't help but smile.
An An, her baby.
Rong Jiuci couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He wanted to tell Murong Rong that there was no need to ask.
He is really An An's biological father.
But at this moment, something seemed to be stuck in his neck, making him speechless.
Moreover, the fear in his heart made him dare not say a word.
He was afraid that Murong Rong would blame him, why he came so late? And why he couldn't protect his daughter? He was even more afraid that she would choose to leave him in grief.
He could never let go of Murong Rong.
So, he didn't say anything, he just hugged Murong Rong harder.
"Okay, I promise you."
Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief and showed a sincere smile: "Rong Jiuci, thank you, thank you very much."
Murong Rong was carried back to bed by Rong Jiuci, and she just lay in Rong Jiuci's arms, listening to his heartbeat quietly, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
The sky outside slowly became brighter, and Murong Rong couldn't lie still.
She went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on exquisite makeup, and put on nice clothes.
Last night, she read on the Internet that psychologists said that children have strong self-esteem and they all like their mommies to appear beautifully and help them earn enough face in front of their children before taking them home.
After finally meeting An An again, she also wanted to show her best side in front of An An.
She wanted to tell An An that her mother was very brave and would become very good in the future.
If they are destined to be mother and daughter, she will definitely make An An proud of her.
Murong Rong held the small piano hanging around his neck to his heart, and every movement showed infinite cherishment.
Rong Jiuci and Murong Rong first went to Repulse Bay to pick up An An.
Rong Jiuci had placed An An's ashes here before.
Murong Rong had been trying to restrain herself since she woke up in the morning, but when she saw the small black urn on the bed, she couldn't bear it anymore.
She rushed over and took it into her arms. The way they hugged each other tightly regardless of anything, it was like holding the most precious treasure in the world.
The car drove for a long time before stopping. Murong Rong turned to look out the window and was stunned: "This doesn't seem to be Fengshan Cemetery."
Fengshan Cemetery is a public cemetery in Rongcheng. Her father was buried here after his death five years ago.
"Yes. This is the cemetery of the Rong family." Rong Jiuci said, "Everyone from the Rong family will be buried here as long as they pass away."
He stretched out his hand towards Murong Rong: "Let's go, I have asked someone to choose a place for An An."
Murong Rong couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Here? Do you want to bury An here?"
"Well. Let's take An An home together."
Murong Rong actually knew very well that this was inappropriate.
Although she was seriously considering getting married to him, she also knew that An An couldn't enter this cemetery.
The Rong family's xenophobia is well-known throughout Rongcheng. Not to mention An An's identity, even the daughter married off from the Rong family cannot be buried after her death.
But when she heard Rong Jiuci say that she wanted to send An An home, she suddenly couldn't care about anything else.
Murong Rong held Rong Jiuci's big hand and got out of the car.
At this time, there were many people waiting outside the cemetery.