CHAPTER 113

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Qin Yi bowed deeply at the tombstone, and Shen Ci followed him. It seemed that Ms. Yu Shu's voice and smile were still in front of him. Even though he had only seen it once through a video call, even after a long time, it was still as clear as yesterday.

The breeze swayed the petals, as if the people they worshipped were knowingly responding silently.

After a long time, Qin Yi stood up straight again: "Let's go."

"Is that so?" Shen Ci leaned against him, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping people in the cemetery.

"That's it, presumably she doesn't want us to disturb," Qin Yi said in a low voice, "It's very quiet here, suitable for her to rest."

Shen Ci looked at the tombstone again, and the lettering on it was still clear and energetic, and it was no different from when it was just set up. Obviously there are people taking care of the tombstone from time to time, and they haven't been here for two years. , But there is no weed in front of the tomb.

That's right.

The feelings between Qin Yi and his mother are obviously not what ordinary people can understand. It is abnormal mother-child feelings. Qin Yi is not sad because of the death of his mother, so I can't talk about it. How much attention was paid to these worship etiquettes. Obviously, he just wanted to give Yu Shu a quiet place to rest.

So Shen Ci took his arm: "Then let's go back."

The two left the cemetery and returned to the car. The moment the car started, they passed by a car coming from the opposite side.

Neither of them noticed that there was a familiar face under the privacy film on the rear window of the car.

"Mr. Qin, we are here." The driver reminded me cautiously.

Qin Qian ignored his words, only turned his head and looked at the car that had gone away through the rear windshield of the car.

There was no emotion in his eyes. He stared at the direction of the opponent's vehicle until he disappeared completely, still reluctant to take his gaze back.

"Mr. Qin," the driver reminded again, his voice was more cautious than before, "We are in the cemetery, do we want to get off?"

"I'm in the cemetery," Qin Qian finally turned around, closing his eyes, and repeating these four words almost in a daze, "I'm in the cemetery..."

The last time I saw Qin Yi was a month ago.

To be precise, it was he unilaterally "seeing".

Naturally, Qin Yi did not send him an invitation for his wedding. He arrived privately but was stopped outside. The staff at the scene saw that he was Qin Yi's father and reluctantly asked Qin Yi for him, but only got a word of indifference. merciless:

"roll."

"disappear as far as you can."

In the end, he didn't even have the qualifications to attend his son's wedding.

If Qin Yi knew that he was here to sacrifice, he would definitely give him a "get out" full of disgust.

Qin Qian had a brilliant life, but after retiring, he ended up like this, with no relatives or friends around him, as if being isolated by the world.

Again, it seemed that this should have been his ending.

He leaned his head back against the pillow of the car seat, and suddenly said with a sigh: "Am I really wrong?"

"Mr. Qin..."

"Let's go, go back."

"Aren't you going to the cemetery?"

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