happy ex-wife

Chapter 1829 put down (a)

Feng Feng drove the car onto the highway.

"The cemetery." Feng Feng looked ahead and spoke slowly.

When Qiao Yaruan heard these two words, she turned her head to look at Feng Feng, "The cemetery?"

Feng Feng nodded, but did not speak.

They went to the cemetery, to An Qirou's cemetery.

Because it is not the time to sweep the grave, there are very few people in the cemetery.

After Feng Feng stopped the car, he got out of the car with the little one in his arms, and Qiao Yaruan stayed in the car for a while before opening the door and getting out of the car.

This is the first time that she and Feng Feng came to see An Qirou at the same time.

In the past, they tried to avoid it as much as possible.

Qiao Yaruan subconsciously walked behind, but was suddenly held by Feng Feng's hand.

She raised her head and reached out to withdraw her hand.

In An Qirou's cemetery, she didn't dare to hold his hand, and even appeared with him.

This will make her feel sorry for An Qirou.

Feng Feng clasped his fingers tightly with her, preventing her from escaping.

"It's been so many years, is it me who can't face it, or you?" Feng Feng suddenly turned around and looked into her eyes seriously.

Qiao Yaruan raised her head and was looking at him with helpless and smiling eyes.

In fact, neither of them could face it.

If Xia Ling didn't show up, maybe they would never face it for the rest of their lives, and would just keep it in their hearts, stabbing them from time to time.

But when Xia Ling appeared, they had to face it.

Untie that scar, and then heal it, so that the thorn inside can be pulled out.

Climbing up the stairs, Qiao Yaruan looked at the tombstone that was getting closer and closer, and her nervous heart gradually relaxed.

An Qirou's tombstone is always clean, just like the girl's smile in the photo.

Feng Feng put down the little one, and squatted down in front of the tombstone.

The little girl blinked at the person on the tombstone, and then looked up at Qiao Yaruan, this aunt looks exactly like the one just now.

Feng Feng stretched out his hand to touch the photo, even his fingertips were tender.

The girl in the photo is smiling and smiling, with a warm smile on her face.

"Rourou, it's time to say goodbye, isn't it?" Feng Feng said in a low voice, "All the memories are here, because in the future, I will see someone take your face and do bad things, so , The memory will end at this moment." Feng Feng's voice became deeper and deeper, this face, the memory left for him, is perfect, and it stays at this moment.

The girl in the photo is still smiling.

Qiao Yaruan squatted down and looked at Feng Feng who was sitting on the ground.

Feng Feng held her hand back, "Rourou, the girl you saved back then has grown up, and she is the one I want to hold my hand for the rest of my life."

It wasn't the first time Qiao Yaruan came to see An Qirou, but it was the first time that Feng Feng introduced An Qirou to her.

With the other hand, Feng Feng pulled Xiao BuDian into his arms, "Rou Rou, we once said that in the future, we must have a daughter, one, like my daughter, and now, our promise has been fulfilled."

Xiaobudian was still puzzled, looked at the girl in the photo, and then looked back at his daddy and mommy.

"This aunt is gentler than the one just now." Xiao BuDian whispered.

Qiao Yaruan reached out and touched her daughter's head. The child's eyes were the sharpest, because they could see everything clearly.

"I'll take her to wait for you in the car." Qiao Yaruan said, glanced at the tombstone again, and then got up holding the little one.

He bid farewell to the past, and he can only come alone.

(End of this chapter)