In April, when the flowers bloom in spring, the back garden is ablaze with purple and red. The two peach blossoms at the back door bloom again with pink petals year after year.
Huo Shaoyan once wanted to remove the two peach blossoms, but Su Jin refused, so he followed Su Jin.
The warm wind blew across her face, gently blowing Su Jin's hair around her temples. She leaned on the railing of the pavilion and narrowed her eyes comfortably.
The long skirt and off-white cashmere knitted blouse made her white and tender skin more radiant, and at the same time, it also made her three-month-old belly show off its round curvature.
Yes, she was already more than three months pregnant, but her belly, which was just over three months old, began to show its shape and was much larger than the belly of ordinary pregnant women.
Su Jin carefully leaned on the handrail, taking care not to touch her stomach.
A pair of hands came from behind and pulled her firmly into the embrace behind him. Huo Shaoyan rested his chin on the top of her hair and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"
Su Jin let the latter half-hug her and hit her head on the chest behind her, but her eyes were staring at the scenery outside, "Spring is so good and beautiful..." she sighed.
Huo Shaoyan knew that she had something to say, so he waited silently.
"Spring is so beautiful, but my father and Mo Qin are lying alone under that grave..."
"Shaoyan," she took a breath, "I want to see my father and Mo Qin, is that okay?"
"You and I are both married, but they don't know it yet. My father doesn't know that you are a son-in-law, and Mo Qin doesn't know that you are a brother-in-law..."
"Okay, I'm going to book a flight and we'll leave right away!"
"But -" She quickly grabbed his sleeve, "No but," he held her tender catkins with his backhand, his eyes falling on her increasingly plump face, "I know what you are worried about, Mom.
Over there, let me talk, okay?"
He leaned down and captured her red lips, "I am your husband, you can give yourself to me, you can give me everything you have, wipe the zither..."
City C - Cemetery, the sky is high and clear, and the clouds above are as flawless as dust.
She was wearing a wide dress and was half leaning on Huo Shaoyan. Huo Shaoyan was wearing white casual clothes and looked as clean as a prince.
One tall and one short, one yang and one soft, the picture is incomparably harmonious.
In her hand she held a large handful of Phalaenopsis, which were about to fly. The bright petals almost lit up the lifeless and solemn color of this place.
Directly in front are the graves of Mo Qin and Su Yongkang. Su Jin placed their graves together.
In front of the tombstone, Mo Qin's bright smile seemed to be as bright and flawless as before; his father seemed to be as handsome and sunny as when he met his mother.
Looking from the foot of this mountain, separated by layers of trees and houses, there are paper kites strung together somewhere, flying high into the sky, teetering on the edge, but still fluttering their wings and flying bravely.
Su Jin carefully squatted down and placed a handful of Phalaenopsis in front of Su Moqin's tombstone. Huo Shaoyan also squatted down and placed a handful of flowers in front of Su Yongkang's tombstone.
Su Jin smiled, holding Huo Shaoyan's thick and warm palm tightly with her right hand, "Dad, Mo Qin, I'm taking Shaoyan to see you."
"I'm married to Shaoyan. His parents treat me very well, and Aunt Wan also cooks a lot of delicious food."
"I am pregnant and have Shaoyan's child. In less than seven months, she will come out of my belly and call me mother and Shaoyan father. I will definitely protect this child.
, I will love and protect him, let him grow up safely and happily, and I will be a mother, a very good mother..." Her eyes gradually became misty, misty, and a little moist.
She choked and said with uneven breath: "Dad, Mo Qin, you guys will also be happy for me, right?"
The cemetery is empty, with a warm breeze blowing occasionally, taking away some dust. The lingering sound lingers, but the person who can no longer wait for the past is still within reach.
Memories are like a kite. Once the string is broken, you can never get it back. Only the kite flyer is still holding on to the string in his hand and will not let go.
She was like the kite flyer. Even after so much time, she was still sinking in it, unable to get out, and not knowing how to get out.
"Mo Zheng..." Huo Shaoyan hugged her into his arms and sighed, "It's been so long. I believe that Dad and Mo Qin know their secrets and don't want you to be unhappy. They both want you to be happy, so,
Just try to let go, okay?”
"Shaoyan..." Su Jin turned around and threw herself into his arms, burying her head deeply in it. "I just want to deceive myself and others like this. They are still in this world, and my relatives are still in this world."
superior."
"Your relatives are naturally still in this world." Huo Shaoyan pulled her up and stared deeply into her bright pupils, "My parents, Aunt Wan, and Uncle Zou are all your relatives. From now on -
"
His hand was pressed on her belly, where their child was.
"In the future, there will be our baby, he will also be your relative!"
"Baby," she asked in a daze, her fingers gradually falling down and touching her slightly convex lower abdomen. There was her child, her and Huo Shaoyan's child. From then on, she did not live alone in this world.
"Yes, I still have you, and the baby... you are all my relatives." She burst into laughter, her crystal clear face, and the tears rolling down her face were tears of happiness.
"Dad, Mo Qin, believe me, I will take care of Mo Zheng and I will never let her go in this life!" He made the most sincere oath in front of the tombstones of Su Moqin and Su Yongkang.
The black Mercedes-Benz slid quietly through the street. Today was Sunday and there were many pedestrians on the road.
At the pedestrian street, at a red light, Qu Mo, who was driving, stopped the car and waited for the minutes and tens of seconds to pass quickly.
In the back seat, the black glass window blocks the view of passers-by.
A slender finger bone tapped the armrest of the seat rhythmically.
The man's fingers are very beautiful and suitable for playing the piano. However, he is holding a document in his hand at an inappropriate time and has a laptop on his lap.
As soon as Qu Mo stopped the car, the man quickly pulled his eyes away from the laptop screen and looked out the window casually.
Just at this glance, his fingers paused, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze.
Many past events circled back and forth, almost drowning him into nothingness.
In front of the car, the man was supporting her as she was about to cross the street. Most of his body covered her petite figure, but she could still see the slightly protruding round curves under the loose dress.
She is pregnant?
He smiled bitterly. Once upon a time, they also had a child. However, he allowed Xin Hui to have trouble and pushed her downstairs, and the child was gone.
He watched without blinking, watching the man carefully supporting her and protecting her as she crossed the road and passed in front of their car. The moment she turned to the side, she smiled sweetly.
, a moment of youth.
He felt a sense of loss in his heart. At this moment, she, who had already crossed the street, suddenly turned around.
His breathing tightened, and it seemed that the blood in his body had frozen.
But only for a moment, she quickly turned around, and then, before his eyes, she disappeared into the vast sea of people.
The green light turns on and vehicles begin to pass.
He closed his eyes dejectedly and fell hard against the cushion behind him.