She always thought that she was abandoned by her biological parents, and she had always resented them and hated their cruelty. But she never thought that the truth was like this. It was because of them that she could live until now. If it weren't for them
, I’m afraid she had already gone with them in that car accident.
The hatred and resentment in my heart were all replaced by guilt and emotion at that moment!
It turns out that they did not abandon her!
It turns out that they love her!
Just when everyone thought Wenxin would cry sadly, Wenxin's face showed a happy and bright smile, "Where is their cemetery? I want to visit them!" they said.
I love her, but she has never visited them in all these years. She feels guilty!
Dean Liu's eyes showed a hint of admiration, and he smiled slightly: "It's not far away from Qingshan Cemetery..."
When she came out of the orphanage, Wenxin had been surprisingly quiet. Yao Fang couldn't help but worry about her, not only for her, but also for the child in her belly. Pregnant women were most afraid of excessive mood swings.
"I'm going back first. Chenyi, please accompany Wenxin to the cemetery and take good care of her!" Yao Fang warned Yu Chenyi seriously, then looked at Wenxin worriedly, then got in the car and left.
"Let's go, I'll take you to your parents' cemetery!" After Yao Fang's car left, Yu Chenyi couldn't help but put his arms around Wenxin's waist and took her to the car. Wenxin did not refuse.
According to the address given by Dean Liu, Wen Xin and Yu Chenyi quickly found the cemetery of Wen Xin's parents. There was not even a photo on the obviously old tombstone, only their names and the date of death were engraved on it.
Wenxin stood there quietly, saying nothing, just staring at the names on the tombstone, and engraved these two names deeply in her mind.
Because, those are the names of her biological parents.
Yu Chenyi stood quietly behind her, looking at her petite and thin body, feeling heartbroken.
He knew that this woman had always been strong, so strong that she never shed tears easily. Even now, he didn't see any sadness or pain in her eyes.
If she could cry and make trouble like other women, he wouldn't be so worried.
But it was the fact that she was so calm now, as if nothing had happened, that made him even more worried.
God knows how much he wants to hold her tightly in his arms now, give her comfort, and share with her some of the pain that she has suppressed in her heart. But he knows that she doesn't need it. Now he just stays with her quietly like this.
Holding her, I'm afraid, is the best comfort I can give her.
There were only two of them in the entire cemetery, and it seemed unusually cold and quiet. A gust of wind blew over with a cold chill, which seemed to penetrate into people's skin, making people feel chills and chills.