The weather in April is the most changeable and rainy season in China. When Ji Yan came to visit the tomb sweeping day the next day, the sky seemed to feel the sadness of the tomb sweeper, so she shed tears one by one.

All the people who come to sweep the tomb are holding a black umbrella. Ji Yan's thin body is dressed in black, and she also stands under the huge black umbrella, which makes her more delicate and vulnerable.

She was holding a white daisy in her hand, which was very beautiful. She knew that her mother liked this elegant little flower, so she held it without thinking.

Unlike other tombstones, there are several people standing in front of them. Ji Yan is the only one in front of Fu Qingqing's tombstone. She is very lonely and sad.

At least when Lin Feng saw her like this, it was heartache, incomparable pain.

How can she treat and abuse herself like this twice and once? I know my body can't carry it.

He stood in the distance, even afraid to approach, for fear that she would float away and disappear.

He looked at her sitting in front of the tombstone with a black umbrella. His eyes were confused, and there was no focal length. His mouth seemed to read aloud, as if he was saying something.

He thought, is she talking to her mother?

Later, when the rain was heavy, she didn't seem to feel it. The black umbrella slowly fell to the ground, and she let the rain bloom on her.

He raised his feet, walked a few steps slowly, quickened his pace, and then propped his umbrella on her.

Ji Yan slowly raised her eyes, eyes a little fuzzy, vaguely see is familiar with people, but, how did he appear in front of her?

He took out a tissue, and did not explain why he appeared here. For the first time, he did not gently wipe the rain on her face and the crystal in her eyes.

After that, he put the tissue in his pocket, and then half squatted in front of her, looked at her face to face, and asked in a low and serious voice, "how sad do you think your mother will be when you live like this?"

"Ji Yan, when are you going to torture yourself?"

She was stunned. She didn't know if she had heard what he said. She looked back at him for a long time, but her mood seemed to be wrong.

"Lin Feng, I'd like to introduce you. Here, the most gentle, beautiful and kind-hearted woman is my mother. She and I just saw each other for decades, and she left me forever." She smiles and points to the tombstone behind her, where a black-and-white picture of a beautiful woman hangs.

She pointed to another place where there was no monument and said, "here is the child I didn't have time to be born. I just knew his existence. I didn't love him and feel him. He left me with his mother."

She pointed to her chest again, and her voice was pathetic and desolate: "I did it. I did it all. I feel guilty even when I live. How can I live a good life?"

"You say, how can I talk about the beauty of the world with a carefree smile? You said, "I don't torture myself. Who do I torture?" She said the last crazy and sad, her hand tightly grasp Lin Feng shaking, all the heartache into tears to vent.

She's really trying to be strong, but it's really hard, hard!

In the past, she could tell herself that she must be strong, that she still had her mother, and that she had a new life. As long as she survived, she would have everything.

But she found that she survived until now, but nothing!

There are no relatives, lovers, children

Lin Feng doesn't know why this sudden heartache is. He only knows that her words make him want to cry. What kind of despair is it!

He took her into his arms, tightly, as if to give her a rely on, or let her, because he can find a new meaning of life.

"Ji Yan, and me, and me, you're not alone, you know?"

"Torture yourself, your mother will be heartache, I will be heartache, children will have, everything will have, believe me, OK?" His tone was very gentle, like a seductive voice.

She sobbed in a low voice. It took a long time for her to calm down. He held her as if he had his own world. He really wanted to never let go.

When Ji Yan's mood finally stabilizes, Lin Feng lets her go. Then he stands in front of the tombstone and gives Ms. Fu Qingqing a serious and respectful bow. He vows in his heart that Ji Yan's future will be taken care of by him.

It's getting dark, and the light rain stops. Lin Feng is about to take Ji Yan away. Suddenly, bursts of weak crying come from somewhere.

Ji Yan stops and looks back. Her voice is more and more clear in her ears. It's the most simple crying in the world. It's a need.

She took a look at Lin Feng. Lin Feng understood and took her hand to look for her.

For most of the day, they found a swaddling bag in the mud pit not far from the tree. Inside, there was a little baby crying and his face was blue and blue.

Ji Yan is distressed at once. She squats down and holds the baby regardless of the mud. Her face is anxious and she asks the people around her: "what about Lin Feng? Was he left here? Shall we take him to the hospital? "

In contrast, Lin Feng was more calm. He looked around. It was not long since the baby was left here, but he didn't know who was so cruel to abandon his child.

He looked at Ji Yan. Without saying a word, he took the child in her hand and took her out with one hand. He said: "we'll go to the hospital. Don't worry. It's OK. You can see that he has strength to cry at least. It's OK."

Ji Yan nods casually, because Lin Feng's words are calm in her heart, but she is still very worried and looks at the baby.

I don't know if I think the baby really knows that she has been saved. Instead, she doesn't cry, but her breath is very weak, which makes Ji Yan very flustered and anxious. All the way, she urges Lin Feng to drive faster.

After arriving at the hospital, the baby is sent to the emergency room, and Ji Yan is quietly waiting outside.

For a long time, the doctor came out with a heavy face. Ji Yan quickly came forward and asked, "what's the matter? Is the child all right? "

The doctor looked at her and asked, "are you not the mother of the child? What about his family? "

Ji Yan thought of this, her eyes darkened and she said in a low voice, "he, he is an abandoned baby. We found him."

The doctor smell speech, a sigh floated out from the mouth, Lin Feng at this time also finished the procedure to come over.

"How is the child? Doctor

"Baby congenital heart disease, the situation is very critical, if you didn't send it..."

heart disease? Ji Yan heart suddenly surprised, almost some can't stand, such a small child how can bear such a fate?

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