The cemetery on the top of the mountain in the western suburbs.
Those who can be buried here should be either rich or noble.
Shen Qingqing drove to the cemetery on the top of the mountain early in the morning. Originally, Lu Hanchuan wanted to come with her, but she didn't let him go. He just came alone. She slowly walked deeper and then placed two tombstones. He stopped in front of the cemetery. Gardenias were planted around the cemetery, and the two tombstones read: The tomb of his beloved wife An Yutong and the tomb of his beloved daughter Shen Suxin.
The signature is grandpa¡¯s name, Shen Jingyuan.
Shen Qingqing bent down and knelt between the two tombstones, reaching out to touch the photo on the tombstone.
The woman in the black-and-white photo is still very young, with stunning appearance, and is 70% similar to her. However, the woman in the black-and-white photo on the tombstone next to her is very old, with gray hair, but from her old face, she vaguely It can be seen that she was also a very beautiful woman back then.
Looking at the person in the photo, tears overflowed from her eyes. Tears fell on the ground, splashing cold water.
This is her mother, the woman who gave her life, but she only knew of her existence and even called her enemy, mother for more than 20 years!
"Mom" Shen Qingqing finally called her mother with a choked voice, but she felt suffocated in her heart. She lowered her head and rested her head on the cold tombstone, "I'm sorry, forgive Qingqing for taking so long to come. Look at youI'm sorry"
The wind on the mountain is very cold, with a bone-chilling coldness.
Shen Qingqing reached out and leaned hard against the tombstone. Her eyes were slightly closed, but her fingertips slowly touched the woman's cheek, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely get back the things that belong to our Shen family. It will definitely happen, and Shen Yiwei and Xu Ruiqin will get the punishment they deserve!"
The sky was gloomy, with raindrops as fine as cow hair falling on her pale face, making it slightly moist.
Shen Qingqing leaned on the tombstone. She shrank and curled up into a ball. She raised a slightly bitter smile at the corners of her lips. Her eyes were warm and she murmured lightly, "Mom, if you see me in the sky, , do you think Qingqing is useless?"
"For a man, you brought yourself to this point?" She sighed and spoke again, "What kind of emotional entanglement did you have with Huo Jinxiu back then? And with what mood did you choose to marry Shen Yiwei?"
No one answered her, and the only sound that came to her ears was the whistling wind on the mountain.
Shen Qingqing frowned. What was in front of her was just a cold tombstone. No matter how she tried to warm it, she could no longer warm it.
"Old man Huo is really right. Our Shen family and Huo family are really entangled. You and Huo Jinxiu, me and Huo Tingxiao!" She said softly, with a slight indifferent smile on her face, "Maybe This is the reincarnation of cause and effect, everything is destined, and there is no escape!"
Shen Qingqing is really tired. Everything she has experienced in the past few months has seemed like her whole life has passed. She is covered with injuries. Or perhaps, she was already covered with injuries five years ago.
"Qingqing, wake up!"
It seemed that she heard someone calling her. Shen Qingqing slowly opened her eyes and saw Lu Hanchuan standing behind her holding a big black umbrella, his eyes full of worry.
"Brother Hanchuan, why are you here?" Shen Qingqing moved, perhaps because it had been too long, and her arms began to feel a little numb. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com