Stealing Your Heart

Wen Qing pulls Li Jing with a calm face. It's not that if there are many people outside, they will shout out. He hums coldly, "if he doesn't come, it's right. Wen Xian is his mother. Why should she be filial to this woman?"

Lin Xichen blinked his eyes and looked at his affable uncle and grandfather. Now he looked so mean and instinctively stood in front of Lin Xinyan.

Cheng Yuwen can't keep his breath. He comes here. Lin Xinyan holds him and says in a low voice, "don't say it at this time. Let her go quietly."

Cheng Yuwen clenched his fists with both hands. He felt angry, but Jinghao didn't come.

Today is the last day for Cheng Yuxiu. As a son, how can he not come?

！ Drizzle, in the priest's prayer, Cheng Yuxiu's ashes buried, all the people did not speak, rendering a sad atmosphere.

Lin Xinyan no longer shed tears, just so quietly watching, two little guys around, but sobbing.

Looking at Lin Xinyan's black-and-white photo of grandma in front of the tombstone, I know that grandma left them, and they will never see her again.

Lin Xinyan touched the heads of the two children, "kowtow to grandma."

Before Lin Xinyan left, Wen Qing came to her and said, "Jing Hao didn't come. What are you doing here?

Show your filial piety?

You still don't know who you are? "

Lin Xinyan looked directly at him, cold and sharp, "I don't need you to tell me what to do, and I hope my mother's death has nothing to do with you."

Wen Qing narrowed her eyes. She didn't expect that she would talk to herself in such a tone. Her face was ugly.

Wen Qing's temperament is also strong and stubborn. Li Jing is afraid of a conflict between the two and just pulls them away.

Lin Xinyan did not want to continue to entangle with him, leading the two children to leave.

At the end of the whole funeral at noon, Lin Xinyan said goodbye to all the guests before he said to Su Zhan, "you should send the two children back first."

"OK, feel free to contact me."

Su Zhan holds Lin Ruixi and leads Lin Xichen to leave the cemetery.

Lin Xinyan looked at Su Zhan with two children, then turned to look at the tombstone behind him.

It's quiet and cold.

In a hurry, Cheng Yuxiu's life disappeared at this moment.

There is no such person as Cheng Yuxiu in the world.

Shen peichuan stood beside her and said Zong Qifeng was ill. "Cheng Yuwen sent people back."

Lin Xinyan is very gentle.

Fine rain drenched for a long time, clothes are wet.

Shen peichuan took off his coat and put it on her shoulder.

Stand with her.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, "can I come to worship?"

Lin Xinyan turned around and saw Bai Yinning sitting in a wheelchair, holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums in his arms, pushing him from the plateau, holding a black umbrella in one hand, under the bluestone brick steps.

Lin Xinyan gives up his position.

There were steps. He was inconvenient to go up in a wheelchair. Instead of him, he put the bunch of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone on the plateau. He looked a little tired. There were a lot of things going on in the company. When he heard the news, he rushed to the end of the funeral.

"I don't mean anything else. It's my adoptive father. Bai Hong flies to see her off for the last time. I hope she'll go well all the way."

He sat straight and bowed three times toward the tombstone, looking solemn and solemn. He looked at the woman in the black-and-white photo in front of the tombstone. After years of baptism, she was still graceful and quiet. "I'd like to introduce my identity to you again. I, Bai Yinning, Bai Hongfei's adopted son, my adoptive father has been infatuated with a woman all his life. If I see him there, I'll give him a chance, Don't make him too lonely. "

After that, he quietly waited in place for a while, thinking in silence.

He looked at the plateau. "Let's go."

He didn't go to see Lin Xinyan from the beginning to the end.

He said that he would not disturb her, so he did what he said and stepped into B city again, just because the dead woman was the beloved of his adoptive father.

Otherwise, he would not come.

"Planned action, although there were many people that day, except for the two people who died in the car accident, there was no trace of other people."

Shen peichuan's light way.

Lin Xin Yan hooked his lips. "Isn't it strange that Wen Qing let me go so easily?

He is so stubborn. Wen Xian is just like his life. Will you let it go? "

Shen peichuan knows what she means, but now there is no evidence.

"As long as there is action, there will be flaws, not urgent."

Lin Xinyan believes that good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

Besides, she and Zong Jinghao are much younger than Wen Qing. Are you afraid that there is no time to find the evidence of his crime?

"Go back."

Light rain tends to turn to heavy rain.

Lin Xinyan gave a hum. She turned her head and took a look at the tombstone before she left with Shen peichuan.

Because of the cloudy day, it was dark before it was dark. It was heavy, like a heavy rain.

Su Zhan and Shen peichuan both stay in the villa. They have many rooms on their left and right, and they can live in it. They are worried about Zong Jinghao. Lin Xinyan is pregnant and has two children.

Add an atmosphere here, also can have a care.

This night, and restored calm, alternate seasons of spring and summer, rain has become more up, mixed with the wind, set off a white curtain.

There was only a dark yellow light on in the study. He sat here all the time, as if he was the only one in the world.

Yuxiu always has a quiet face in her mind. She doesn't remember much about her because after she came into Zong's family, he avoided her. Later, when she was older, he lived in school. Later, when she graduated, he lived outside and didn't go back at all.

I won't even go back for Chinese New Year.

Over the years, the number of times to go home is very few, not Lin Xinyan, I'm afraid even this short time together.

In his hand is a picture given to him by Zong Qifeng when Cheng Yuxiu was young.

At this time, the door of the study was gently pushed open. Lin Xinyan came in and saw the photos he carefully looked at under the light.

Her steps stopped. She stood at the table, not knowing how to comfort him.

Perhaps, at this time, all words are pale.

He lowered his eyes, the light projected on his face, a deep light and shadow crisscross, Lin Xinyan can not see his expression clearly, can only hear his voice is very low, like the paper is broken by the wind, strands, a strong inhibition and finally can not restrain the shaking, "before I knew her identity, I resent her concealment, I hate her let me hate so long, I don't want to face it, I don't want to forgive... But why don't you give me a little time to forgive her and just leave... "Lin Xinyan came up and hugged him, tightly.

When he knew that she had passed away, his heart would hurt, so much.

Just a little time, "she let me hate more than 20 years, I just a few days..." "why is she so cruel, cruel let me be an unfilial son."

"Why don't you wait for me to forgive her, call her mom, just walk away and leave me again?"

In the first half of his life, he lived in resentment. In the second half of his life, do you want him to live in remorse and regret?

Why do you treat him like this.