Don't run away

Chapter 3726 Dreaming back to Daqin 28
"As long as you...you live a good life!"

Fang Jinzhou comforted him shallowly.

"Father, let's go! It's late!"

Fang Qingyu was afraid that the effects of the medicine would wear off for those people, and besides, this matter had been resolved, and they could leave overnight.

"it is good!!"

Fang Jinzhou nodded.

"and many more--"

Fu'er stopped crying, suddenly raised her head, and looked at Fang Qingyu.

"Qingyu, can you call me Mommy?"

Fu'er looked at Fang Qingyu with pleading eyes.

"No... Madam Xiong."

Fang Qingyu resolutely refused.

Although the incident back then was everyone's helplessness, but just now, she chose them between the four children and her.

So in Fang Qingyu's eyes, his mother was already dead when she was four years old.

"Father, let's go!"

Fang Qingyu paused for a while, then called Fang Jinzhou to leave.

"it is good!!"

Fang Jinzhou followed.

Fu'er sat on the bed, watching the backs of the father and daughter gradually leave.

She fell on the bed hastily, feeling that she couldn't lift a trace of strength from her whole body.

"Father, let's go back to Xianyang directly!"

On the way back, Fang Qingyu said softly.

"You go somewhere with me first, okay?"

Fang Jinzhou suddenly fell silent.

"it is good!"

Fang Qingyu nodded, followed him, and the two went up the mountain together.

After going up the mountain, Fang Jinzhou dug a hole, and then took out a statue from his bosom.

Fang Qingyu looked over, it was the statue he had kept as a treasure before.

Fang Jinzhou's hand carefully stroked the statue's body.

After a long time, it was thrown into the pit.

The statue was thrown in, and he stretched out his hand to cover it with the dirt outside.

On a template he brought, he took a carving knife and carved a few words on the wooden board, the tomb of the dead wife.

Without writing anyone's signature, he was just telling himself that his wife was dead.

After these things were done, the two stood there, looking at everything in front of them.

Snowflakes also gradually began to fall, and the world became dreamlike.

"Qingyu, your mother is dead..."

After a long time, Fang Jinzhou let out a sigh.

Fang Qingyu looked at him and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

All right!Her mother died...or until today, in Fang Jinzhou's eyes, Fu'er died.

The two of them rushed towards Xianyang that night.

Fortunately, it is not deep winter, and the snow has not yet accumulated.

Finally, before the New Year's Eve, the two returned to Xianyang.

Fang Jinzhou continued to be his doctor as before, but the sadness in his eyebrows disappeared.

Fang Qingyu cleaned the house again, and carefully calculated the time, as if today is Tianjingyi's rotation.

Calculated, he will definitely come to find himself.

Sure enough, after a while, Tianjingyi came.

When he came in, he was still holding the pot of flowers in his hand.

He came in with flowers, and there was a burst of fragrance in front of him.

"I thought I wouldn't send it, but I was afraid that you would be worried, so I brought it over."

Tian Jing put flowers on her table.

"Ah."

Fang Qingyu nodded slightly, she stretched out her hand, and touched the petals.

"You're doing well."

She looked at him and smiled.

(End of this chapter)