good luck

Chapter 617 The only you in this world
[Nan Ge] Here lies the only person I love deeply.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, Nan Ge grabbed his schoolbag and ran out of the classroom.

Jiang Xiaolang didn't come back to his senses at all, Nan Ge should really go to join the joint parkour, Jiang Xiaolang thought embarrassingly.

Originally, he wanted to go back with Nan Ge, but he still had a lot of things to say in his stomach. For example, what the teacher said this morning was about dreams.

In May, the weather is unbelievably good.The temperature is just right.Nan Ge went to the flower shop and bought a large bouquet of red roses.Hit a taxi to go to the cemetery.The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. He stared at the bouquet of bright roses on Nan Ge's chest through the interior rearview mirror from time to time, hesitant to speak.Nan Ge was sitting in the back seat. Of course she knew what the driver meant. The driver must have wondered why he had to bring red flowers when he went to the grave, or he thought he was ignorant and lacked common sense.

But Nan Ge didn't say anything.

At the red light, the driver finally said, "Little girl, why don't you go to the grave? To show respect for the dead, white chrysanthemums, yellow chrysanthemums, or white lilies are usually used. You big red roses are not suitable. Bar?"

"She liked red the most before she was alive." Nan Ge said.

Qingshi likes red, and most of her custom-made skirts are bright red, and very few are white.Although Nan Ge doesn't like red, red really suits the world.

"..." The driver finally just opened his mouth, swallowing what he wanted to say.After all, there is still a generation gap with children, the driver thought.

The cemetery is in the suburbs. It was already five o'clock when we arrived, and the sky was gradually dimming. "Hurry up, I'll wait for you here." The taxi driver parked the car on the side of the road and said sympathetically to Nan Ge.Maybe her mother is buried here, the driver thought.It's so pitiful, I lost my mother at such a young age.Thinking back to the time when my mother passed away very early, the driver's sympathy overflowed for me.This is a suburban area, the later it is, the harder it is to get a taxi.Moreover, in this wasteland of the cemetery, it is still a bit uneasy to put a little girl here.This is a passionate man. Looking at Nan Ge's small back, she immediately thought of her son.

But these are all the driver figured out in the car alone.In short, Nan Ge is very lucky to have met a very kind uncle.

In the evening, the cemetery was sparsely populated, and at first glance, there were all white stone tablets. Nan Ge found Qingshi's tomb and bent down to put roses on it.The photos of Qingshi are still so beautiful, and the yellow hair still reflects the gentle luster.

two years.It has been two years since Qingshi left.

Nan Ge sat down in front of the tomb, tears streaming down his face.

This was the third time she cried in front of Qingshi, the first time was the day Qingshi was buried, and the silent tears couldn't stop falling.The second time was the anniversary ceremony, and a person like today shed tears at the cold tombstone.

"Qingshi. You know, I always wanted to call you 'Mom'. Now, Qingshi, I called you 'Mom'. Mom, I'm Nan Ge, and I miss you so much. Can you hear me? ?" "My grades in school are very good. I have always been No.1 as before. Don't worry, I will live a good life. I will."

Nan Ge couldn't control himself anymore, covered his face and began to cry.In this empty cemetery with only the sound of birdsong, the cry is even more desolate.

(End of this chapter)