Ji Tianqi held up Ai Qianqian's sad face even more, and dropped a soft kiss on her forehead.

  The trembling delicate/soft body, in the warm and firm arms of the man, seeks the gentle comfort that belongs only to her.

  ……

  A city cemetery.

  Ai Qianqian knelt down gently and placed the bunch of pure white tulips in her arms in front of her mother's tombstone, her whole body trembling.

   Ai Qian’s pale lips, lifted up hard, suppressing sadness, and said with a smile,

   "Mom, I came to see you,"

  Tears, "tick", but then uncontrollably flowed out of the sour eye sockets,

   "Sorry, mom, it took so long to see you."

  The crystal is like a broken bead curtain, shattered on the cold tombstone, flowing quietly...

  Not far from the side---

  Ji Tianqi stood with his head down, quietly watching the sad little woman crying in front of the tombstone, leaving room for Qian Qian and her mother.

  ……

   "Mom, I am married."

  Ai Qianqian didn't cry anymore, and even smiled faintly.

   Turned his tear-stained face slightly, and looked at the man who had been looking at her not far away. The corners of his white lips were raised slightly, and he turned his head and continued.

  "His name is Ji Tianqi, he loves me very much, and I love him very much.

  Today, he asked me to see you. "

   Ai Qianqian turned her face to the side and looked at the man not far away, nodded gently, and whispered.

   "Mom, he's here.

  I think you will like this son-in-law too. "

  ……

  But what Ai Qianqian didn’t expect was---

  Tianqi walked to her mother’s tombstone in the season,

   "Boom", kneeling heavily on the concrete floor, a muffled sound---

  Ji Tianqi actually kneeled down!

   Ai Qianqian was shocked, and she was completely stunned. She didn’t expect Ji Tianqi to kneel down for her mother.

  "Season..."

   wanted to talk, but she got stuck in her throat, and she didn't even know what to say.

  Yes.

  Ji Tianqi is her husband, a thousand-year-old evildoer in front of her forever;

  But.

  He is also Ji Sanshao, a supreme man who controls the economic lifeline of the entire city A, and an emperor-like existence that everyone bows their heads and dare not look up.

  Even the possibility of bowing to others is negative, but now she kneels down for her own mother.

   let go of all his pride, all his personality.

  ……

  No one can really understand how Ji Tianqi’s kneeling has caused a lot of waves in Ai Qianqian's heart...

   However, Ai Qianqian would not even think of it. In fact, today is not the first time Ji Tianqi has come to worship her mother.

  Before this, Ji Tianqi had already been here.

  When Ai Qianqian didn’t know that Ji Tianqi existed.

  At that time, Ji Tianqi said in front of Ai Qianqian’s mother’s tomb,

   "I will take good care of her for you, so that you can give your daughter to me without worry."

  ……

  Ai Qianqian can't remember what Ji Tianqi said in front of her mother's grave, her head is blank.

till the end---

  Ji Tianqi has been holding her big hand tightly, and suddenly he squeezed harder.

  The setting sun to the west, the slanting and slanting splattering, in the mottled silhouette, his firm and determined silhouette is even more charming and disheartening.

  She heard him say to his mother,

   "Mom, I will spend the rest of my life taking good care of our beloved princess..."

  The ten fingers clasped tightly, holding it for a lifetime.

   Blurred eyes, once again drenched by the streamer light, slowly diffused, converging on a layer of sullenness.

  It turned out that love didn't know where it came from, but it has long since passed away.

  ……

  In the cemetery---

   On the long ladder, Ji Tianqi carried the little woman on her shoulders, and steadily descended the ladder step by step.

  Ji Tianqi tilted his head slightly, put the long hair on his forehead on his eyelashes, and asked softly.

   "Shallow, are you tired?"

  The little woman on her back did not speak quietly.

  The gentle voice is lighter,

   "If you are tired, lie on my shoulder and sleep for a while."

  After finishing speaking, the little woman on her body moved lightly, then tightened Ji Tianqi's neck even more and closed her eyes.

  ……

  A cool autumn breeze blew, and his long hair fluttered over his face even more recklessly, gently lying on his shoulders.

   Breathe gently, and brushed his face together, blending with his breath.

  Quiet, well...

   Until many years later, Ai Qianqian will not forget this scene---

  In the sunset of early autumn, the thin afterglow was faintly like a layer of dyed petals, falling on their bodies.

  He carried her on his back, step by step down the long stairs.

  She lay on his shoulder and fell asleep peacefully.

  In the quiet surroundings, only the heartbeat of each other can be heard.

   But it was also this undulating heartbeat that brought their hearts closer.

  ……

  On the wide boulevard, the silver-white sports car drove out again.

   At the corner, a black Bentley drove out slowly.

  In the driver's seat, Mu Zinan stared at the sports car that was going away, his broken eyes were full of injuries.

  Mu Zinan did not expect that Qian Qian would come to worship today, because Qian Qian had never been here before except on the day of his burial.

   However, Qian Qian came with Ji Tianqi...

  Suddenly, the mobile phone in front of the car rang.

  ……

   Mu Zinan's prickly pupils shrank slightly.

   and then picked up the phone, his solemn voice seemed to be a little alienated,

   "Sister, what's the matter?"

  On the phone---

  The woman's voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded like she had already cried.

   Seeing the phone call, Mu Ruli said hurriedly.

   "Anan, please give Qian Qian a call and let her go home.

  Hengan, he..."

  Speaking, Mu Ruli's voice on the phone choked again, covering her mouth.

  Mu Zi Nan Meiyu suddenly got up, and asked tightly.

   "What happened to the old mayor?"

  ……

  In the living room, Mu Ruli, who was on the phone, couldn’t help crying again, but quickly wiped her tears and said in a low voice.

   "Heng'an has had a cerebral hemorrhage and stroke."

  Listen, Mu Zinan's thick eyebrows are getting deeper.

  On the phone, Mu Ruli continued to speak in an intermittent voice.

  "Hengan just woke up, and said nothing but wanted to see the shallows.

  I didn’t answer the phone call to Qianqian.

  Anan, you can call Qian Qian and let her go home to see her father. "

  Could it be---

  He calls Qian Qian, will Qian Qian answer it?

  ……

  Looking at the sports car that had disappeared at the end of the road, Mu Zinan's sour pupils pierced even more.

  A self-deprecating and bitter smile crossed the corner of his mouth, lowered his voice and said,

"it is good."

   Then he hung up.

  Having a finger, finally pressed the shortcut dial key "1".

  On the phone, there was a "beep---beep---beep---" waiting to be answered...

  ……

  (Baby, Bunny has something to do in the past two days, and it’s a little bit less, understand it~Bunny broke out at the end of the month, a wonderful year-end event! Haha~ Oh!)