Looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside, Jiang Ming's heart tightened subconsciously.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll find out soon."

The current Xingyi is a bit different from usual. He concentrates on driving and talks a lot less than usual.

Jiang Ming opened his mouth, but didn't say anything else. The whole journey was very quiet, until he reached an even quieter huge cemetery.

Babao Mountain, Jiang Family Cemetery.

here is……

Xing Yi led Jiang Ming to a marble tombstone. When Jiang Ming saw the familiar photo on the tombstone, he suddenly became agitated.

The photo on the marble looking at him with a handsome smile is his own biological father, Jiang Bo!

On the cold marble, there were already many brilliant flowers. It can be seen that many people came to worship Jiang Bo today.

"Today is the anniversary of your father Jiang Bo's death."

"..."

"That's why your mother didn't celebrate Children's Day for you."

Xing Yi's words stunned Jiang Ming, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, he didn't know what to say.

Mother Lin Yeqing never told Jiang Ming about these things.

Xing Yi took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, lit it, and took a slow puff.

"Jiang Bo and I have known each other for a long time. He is a very good man. As his son, you should be proud of having such a father, not hate him."

"..."

Jiang Ming's small body trembled, but he just pressed his head and remained silent.

"When a person pours all his love into another person, you may feel imprisoned and free, which will make you feel painful. But think about it differently, when the person you love the most leaves this world , how much courage it takes for her to bear the pain of losing her beloved while loving you."

"..."

"You are her only spiritual support in this world. If even you neglect her, I think she will probably cry."

"..."

Xing Yi's words were simple yet profound. Looking at the photo of his father Jiang Bo smiling slightly, Jiang Ming's vision blurred for some time.

"As a man, no matter how many people you kill, no matter how many things you do wrong, it doesn't matter, there is only one thing you remember, don't let the woman who loves you cry for you, this is an unforgivable sin."

"Mother……"

Jiang Ming's mind suddenly flashed the expression of his mother Lin Yeqing's worry and crying for him, and her heart hurts from being pulled!

In the blurred vision, a small flower suddenly appeared, it was a very inconspicuous little flower on the roadside.

Wiping away his tears, Jiang Ming raised his head and looked at Xing Yi.

"I only found this kind of wild flower. Although it is not beautiful enough, you can fool the rest with love."

"Xing Yi..."

After taking the inconspicuous little flower in Xingyi's hand, Jiang Ming trembled violently in his hand.

Put the little flowers on the tombstone, trembling with the wind, but standing firm.

Jiang Ming had never met his father since he was born, and he did not enjoy the paternal love he should have like other ordinary children.He hated, but he was even more sad.Regretting that he ran away from home impulsively, thinking of his mother Lin Yeqing's worry now, Jiang Ming felt guilty.

Many emotions were suppressed in his heart for too long, and Jiang Ming couldn't help crying anymore.

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