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Chapter 15
Chapter 15 Heart
The mountains are lush and green, and when the breeze blows through the pines, it looks like blue waves and green waves. The tip of the nose can smell the unique fragrance of the trees, which makes people feel refreshed.And here is where Su Xiaomu's parents died.

The entire cemetery was built on the mountain, and it was already past the Qingming Festival, so not many people came to visit the tomb. To show respect, they parked their cars at the foot of the mountain and walked into the mausoleum area.

Su Xiaomu quickly followed Jing Yan, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a shop selling sacrifices near the entrance and exit. She looked down at herself with empty hands, and then realized what was missing, and said to him in a low voice: "Wait for me, I'm going to buy something for worship." As he said that, he was about to walk to the other side.

But she quickly stopped, turned her eyes, and saw Jing Yan holding her hand gently, shaking her head at her, and said calmly: "I have been prepared by others, there is no need to buy any more."

Her physique was cold, and on a June day, her palms were still icy cold, until he let go of her hand, she could still feel the remaining warmth from her fingertips, and soon understood what the word "Zai" meant.At the entrance to the mountain, there were already staff members holding a large bouquet of gardenias, as well as pastries and sake from Yuzhaifang waiting for them.

Jing Yan took the things, saw that Su Xiaomu was still in a daze, and reminded her in a low voice: "Your father likes gardenias, I remember correctly, right?"

Su Xiaomu nodded, with a slightly complicated expression. Why, he can remember so clearly?

After discussing marriage, she suggested that he should meet his family, after all, they will soon become a family.She also clearly remembered that he coldly rejected her at that time, making himself a fool of himself, thinking that he thought she was overstepping the rules, so he didn't continue this "excessive" topic. After all, they had nothing to do with each other, they were only married in name.

But today he came to meet his parents formally, and he was well-prepared, and his respect was unquestionable.

The tip of her nose was sour, she spent a lot of effort secretly to prevent herself from sinking into this kind of tenderness that did not belong to her.

After nearly a thousand stone steps, Su Xiaomu came to his parents.

She knelt down, put the flowers down, and gently wiped the picture on the tombstone with a handkerchief. The picture of her mother was very young, with an old-fashioned hairstyle. She passed away when she was very young, and her impression of her mother was already a little blurred , her father has always brought her up alone.In the photo, her father smiled subtly, the warm smile she was familiar with, as if he was still by her side, looking at her kindly and shouting, Xiao Mu, be good, come to Dad.

She took out the marriage certificate from her bag, opened it in front of her parents, and said slowly: "Dad, Mom, I got married today, are you all happy for me? Next time, I will bring Xiaoyao together. He recently I'm growing up, and I've grown a lot taller." The corners of her eyes gradually became moist, and there were so many things she wanted to say, but she couldn't say them out.

Dad, Mom, this man is the one I love.

Did you all see it?He's great, right?

Jing Yan was standing right behind her, quietly watching her snuggle up in front of her parents' grave, whispering softly, acting like a child.This woman is very contradictory, sometimes strong and sometimes fragile, but she is also the mother of his son. This feeling is very strange, maybe he didn't even realize it, but there is a trace of pity in her eyes.

After a long time, Su Xiaomu stood up slowly, snorted and said, "Okay, let's go."

Afraid she couldn't bear it, she wiped the corners of her eyes and turned to leave.But after walking two steps, he didn't see him following up. Looking back, he was bending down to pour a glass of wine in front of the grave, as if he was saying something to his parents.She desperately suppressed her inquiring heart, pretending that she didn't know, because today he had given herself enough surprises.

But she didn't expect that the surprise was far more than that.

On the way back, they didn't go home. He drove her to the South Lake on the campus of C University. There was a cafe with a beautiful location. Sometimes she would come here to sit when Xiao Yao finished class, and the business here was also good. , I don’t know why the door will be closed today.

She looked at Jing Yan with some puzzlement: "Why are you here?" She checked the time just now, "It's not time to pick up Xiaoyao yet."

Jing Yan took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to her, his tone still clear: "This place has been registered under your name, if you want to decorate it, I can introduce you to the designer."

Giving a coffee in a prime location is as easy and casual as giving a piece of chocolate.

But Su Xiaomu couldn't feel at ease, she took a deep breath, and said word by word: "Jing Yan, you don't owe me anything, you don't need to spend so much money."

Her eyebrows were also tightly frowned, and her tone was a little rusty, blowing away the warmth that had been permeating all along.I don't know how he knew that he likes this place. It is close to the lake area, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and Xiaoyao is studying in the elementary school attached to C University. Everything meets her expectations.

It's just that he doesn't know one thing, she learned how to make coffee in the first place, just because he likes it.

Although her tone was a bit aggressive, Jing Yan was not angry, but patiently explained: "Don't get me wrong, this is a wedding gift from me." He stared at her fixedly, "We are married, aren't we?" ?"

Marriage, gift, they are married.

The weight of the key in his hand suddenly became very heavy, very heavy.

They were only married for their son, but he remembered going to her parents' grave to worship and give him a gift, but she questioned his intentions in such a sharp tone just now.

At this moment, Su Xiaomu looked a little cramped, grabbed the tassel of the bag and murmured: "But I haven't prepared any gifts..."

Jing Yan's lips curled up slightly: "Xiao Yao is already the best gift you gave me."

Yes, Xiao Yao, such a well-behaved child, is their son.

At this time, a couple of newlyweds happened to be taking wedding photos on location by the lake, and the bride and groom smiled happily.

Jing Yan followed her envious gaze, and naturally saw that scene.

Su Xiaomu thought together, and said it without thinking: "Jing Yan, let's take a set of wedding photos too?" After meeting his thoughtful eyebrows, she realized that she had made an inch of progress, but the deal was done, she had no choice but to Carefully adding, "Well...you don't need a whole set, just one set, just hang it anywhere, so that Xiao Yao won't ask about it later." She tried her best to find a suitable reason.

She had made up her mind that Jing Yan would refuse.

Who knew that he quickly replied: "Well, yes."

She felt incredible and raised her eyes in astonishment. He turned his back to her, and she couldn't see his expression at this moment.

Just like when she asked to take a group photo to explain to her father, he obviously didn't want to, but still agreed to her request, it's the same today, she really couldn't understand what was going on in his heart.

Jing Yan is also asking himself, why can't he always say the words of rejection in front of her?
A few days ago, his son called him and asked, "Dad, you are going to marry Mom, aren't you?"

He replied yes.

The son thought for a while and asked, "Then what did you give mom as a wedding present?" Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, he murmured dissatisfiedly, "What, don't you want to give mom a gift? A little sincerity None, I don't want to marry my mother to you!"

The very angry and childish words made him want to laugh, but he held back: "Then tell Dad, what kind of gift does your mother... like?"

The son's temper came and went quickly, but he was thinking seriously, and then slowly said: "Well, Mom likes painting and making coffee, but she already has a studio, why don't you give her a coffee shop? She always likes it. Go to the shop near our school to drink coffee." The child talked childishly, and his concept of money was vague, and he didn't know how much the coffee shop was worth, but because his mother liked it, he thought of it for her.

Fortunately, he didn't lack such a small amount of money, and he didn't dislike giving wedding gifts, so the coffee shop was transferred to her name the next day.

But he is obviously not such a soft-hearted person.

(End of this chapter)