Chapter 347 It’s Qin Wan

Qin Wan hasn't visited her mother for a long time.

Ever since she peeked at her mother's case in the dean's office and believed that Shen Yanci was related to her mother's death, she has never dared to come to the cemetery again. On the one hand, she felt ashamed of her mother, and on the other hand, she didn't know what to do. I convinced myself to accept this, so I never dared to come to the cemetery.

But now, she finally knew the truth of all this, and finally understood what Shen Yanci had been doing for herself. She wanted to explain these things clearly to her mother in person.

She took her mother's favorite lily to the cemetery, squatted down and picked off the fallen leaves and weeds on the tombstone. Looking at her mother's gentle smile in the photo, she said softly: "Mom, Shen Yanci and I are here to see you. , I finally dare to come see you."

Shen Yanci followed Qin Wan in a black coat and spoke in a low voice: "Auntie, I will definitely do what I promised you. I will definitely take good care of Wanwan. Don't worry."

Qin Wan didn't want the atmosphere to remain so sad, so she held back her tears and pretended to be relaxed and complained: "You bad mother, how could you bear to leave this world in a hurry without seeing me for the last time? Do you know that I How much I miss you! You clearly know that you are the only relative I have in this world!"

"Be good, if you have me from now on, I will always be with you."

Shen Yanci said these words not only to Qin Zhizhou on the tombstone, but also to himself. This was his promise to Qin Wan. Saying it solemnly at this moment and in this position can be regarded as a sense of ceremony.

Qin Wan raised her hand to wipe away her tears, took a deep breath and smiled again: "Time flies so fast. It's been almost a year. I'm one year older, but my mother has always been so beautiful."

Shen Yanci chuckled: "Actually, you and Auntie are very similar, both have looks that are unforgettable."

What he said was not a compliment. Qin Wan's good mother always had a bright and charming appearance that would be noticed by people at a glance and unforgettable.

Qin Wan chuckled and looked up at him: "If I remember correctly, this seems to be the first time you have complimented me on my beauty."

"Have it?"

Shen Yanci deliberately refused to answer: "Did I say you are beautiful?"

"You do! You just said that my mother is beautiful, and you said that I look like her! Isn't this a disguised compliment to my beauty?"

Qin Wan's thinking was particularly clear at this moment. He tilted his head and looked at Shen Yanci and directly quoted his words to prove it.

But Shen Yanci deliberately smiled and denied: "No, you heard wrong, I didn't compliment you on your beauty!"

"That's just a compliment!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Have!"

The two of them walked down the steps of the cemetery, talking to each other. When they reached the middle position, they suddenly saw a middle-aged woman in black walking over from the opposite side. She was holding a black umbrella in her hand and the same thing in her arms. Holding a bouquet of lilies, although he lowered his head, his expression was still very serious.

Qin Wan and Shen Yanci stopped talking when they saw this. After all, the cemetery is a very solemn place. Most people cannot come to such a place with a relaxed mood, so everyone's emotions must be respected.

The steps of the cemetery were not too wide, just enough for two people to pass up and down. When Qin Wan passed by the woman, he felt a familiar feeling for some reason, so he subconsciously stopped.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yanci felt that she didn't move forward, so he turned around and looked at her and asked.

Qin Wan looked back at the woman who had walked away, frowned and said, "Do you know that person just now? Why do I feel so familiar?"

Shen Yanci glanced back: "I haven't seen it."

He has a very good memory for people. If he has seen someone, he will naturally have an impression. He was sure that he had never seen the person just now.

Qin Wan also looked away when he heard this and whispered: "Maybe I made a mistake."

After saying that, the two of them continued to walk out holding hands. When they reached the bottom of the steps and were about to leave the cemetery, Qin Wan casually turned around and glanced back, only to see that the woman had already walked to the tombstone and stood still. And it’s also located near the grave of Qin Wan’s mother.

Because she was far away, Qin Wan was not sure, so she asked, "Shen Yanci, look at that woman, is she standing in front of my mother's tombstone?"

Shen Yanci didn't take it seriously at first, but when he looked up, he was a little surprised. The woman was indeed standing in front of Qin Zhizhou's tombstone, and the bouquet of lilies she was holding in her arms had already been put down.

Shen Yanci frowned: "Yes, she went to pay homage to her aunt."

Qin Wan frowned: "My mother has no friends of this age. Who is she? No, I have to go up and ask."

As she said that, she turned around and walked up the road again, and Shen Yanci followed her. The two of them soon returned to their mother's tombstone. Qin Wan tentatively said to the woman: "Hello ?”

The woman seemed startled. She suddenly looked up and saw a pair of eyebrows that were slightly similar to Qin Wan. She seemed very surprised when she saw Qin Wan. She quickly lowered her head and turned to leave without saying anything.

Qin Wan was looking at this face that was not completely unfamiliar, but not familiar either. When the woman passed by him, two words suddenly popped into his mind:
"Auntie?"

The woman paused suddenly, her whole body seemed to freeze on the spot, she slowly raised her head and looked over, her voice trembling slightly: "Wanwan."

"Auntie? Is it really you?"

Qin Wan couldn't believe her eyes and ears. In her memory, she had never seen her mother and aunt again since she was 15 years old. It had been more than ten years since then. When she saw her aunt again, she no longer looked the same as she remembered when she was 15 years old.

Qin Zhifan's eyes suddenly filled with tears. He raised his hand and touched Qin Wan's cheek. He tried hard to smile but the tears fell down first: "My Wan Wan is already so old, how come she is so beautiful?"

Seeing Qin Zhifan with such an expression, Qin Wan couldn't hold back her emotions and asked, "Auntie, where have you been all these years? Why have you never contacted me and my mother?"

Qin Zhifan's eyes were full of guilt: "It's my aunt's fault. I thought that I made your mother sad back then, and your mother never wanted to see me again, so, that's why I never dared to come back to you. Now I finally mustered up the courage to come back. Your mother, she, but—"

She couldn't talk anymore. The relatives she hadn't seen for many years were now separated from each other. She couldn't describe the feeling in her heart at this moment. She only felt heartbreakingly uncomfortable.

Qin Wan couldn't help it, and stepped forward to hold her aunt in her arms. The two of them couldn't help crying together.

And on the hillside not far away, in a luxurious car, a man in a straight suit was sitting. He turned the ring on his middle finger with one hand, picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of the cemetery. After adjusting the focus several times to clearly see the two people hugging each other, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"This is interesting. It turns out that the person she has been thinking about for so many years is Qin Wan."

(End of this chapter)

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