Time passed in a flash, and the little bun with the big name was served with delicious food and drink every day, raising a little princess who was alive and well, and the laboratory was entangled by Song Ruyi and Fei Yinan, and she didn't go much, which made Pei Aoting depressed.

Look at the time and go to school tomorrow, but Song Ruyi didn't have the slightest anxiety, but slipped up from Fei Yinan's arms as usual and sneaked into Xiao Baozi's bedroom.

The little bun was still snoring on the bed, the early morning light was a little prickly, and her fat hands were touching under her eyelids, and she looked cute half-asleep and half-awake.

"Little Bun is up." Song Ruyi smiled and sat on the edge of Xiao Baozi's bed, pushed the body wrapped in the quilt, and the corners of his mouth could not be restrained.

But the little bun lying on the bed didn't react much, and he turned over and simply cut off Song Ruyi's chattering voice, and he fell asleep more and more peacefully.

Song Ruyi had no choice but to get up, facing Xiao Baozi's eyes flashed helplessly, but what kind of love was drowning out of her mother, she said lightly: "Classmate Fei Yun, you have changed your bed, and if you don't get up, you will live in a small house." ”

As soon as Fei Yun's name came out, the little bun in the dream woke up for seven or eight points, which is not surprising, and the first name he got in his life naturally had to be cherished.

Perhaps with such an idea, Xiao Baozi rubbed his pair of apricot eyes in a daze, which was mixed with mist: "Ma Ma, it's obviously still early." ”

"But we have important things to do." Song Ruyi didn't give Xiao Baozi any room to maneuver, and said the words to death in three or two clicks. Rao is little bun no matter how much he complained in his heart, he didn't have the courage to compete with his mother, and rolled into the bathroom aggrievedly.

The little bun is precocious and well-behaved, Song Ruyi stood upright next to the bathroom and stared at her little by little squeezing toothpaste, brushing her teeth, and washing her face, and the only little bit of parental satisfaction in her heart almost disappeared.

Other people's children have to talk about being parents in every aspect, annoying but can't be faked, but ...... Song Ruyi quietly glanced at the little bun a few times, and deeply felt that her daughter was good everywhere, and the only drawback was that it was too perfect.

Xiao Baozi looked at Song Ruyi's changeable eyes and still couldn't figure it out, she may have completely inherited the emotional intelligence of Fei Yinan and Song Ruyi, and she was not interested in these things at all and had no sensitivity at all.

The morning washing was considered to have come over peacefully, although Song Ruyi's heart was lonely, but more distressed, the little bun became what it is today, and it was somewhat inseparable from her. Unconsciously, her feelings for Xiao Baozi were a little heavier.

Song Ruyi's purpose in getting up early was very simple, and she had discussed it with Fei's mother and Fei Yinan yesterday, just to see Shen Lian's grave again, and by the way, let Xiao Baozi meet him, the person who gave up himself for her and her mother.

The weather has gradually cooled, and it is early to go today, and the cemetery looks a little bleak, and a few reddish clouds above the head float leisurely, but there is no trace of birds.

"Mom, is this it?" Xiao Baozi held Song Ruyi's hand subconsciously tightened a little, she was inexplicably frightened in this place, but she couldn't tell what the reason was.

Song Ruyi turned her head to look at Xiao Baozi, and felt a faint layer of sweat oozing from her hands, and felt a little more relieved in her heart, sure enough, a child is a child, no matter how mature she is, the sense of dependence in her bones in the face of unknown things still can't be changed.

Thinking so in her heart, Song Ruyi naturally hugged the little bun into her arms: "Don't be afraid of the little bun, Uncle Shen Lian is here, he is a big hero." ”

Song Ruyi and Xiao Baozi don't spend much time together, and the tricks to comfort the children are also sparse and usually tight, but it may be a blood relationship, but Xiao Baozi feels inexplicably at ease.

She looked at Song Ruyi's eyes, and suddenly became more determined: "Let's go in." Xiao Baozi stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty gate of the cemetery, "Uncle Shen Lian should really want to see me." ”

"Definitely." Song Ruyi's expression as he looked at the cemetery became longer and longer, and the corners of his mouth muttered as if he was answering Xiao Baozi's words, as if he was immersed in his own world, and it was difficult to understand.

The two entered the cemetery together, carrying only a bouquet of white lilies, and the flowers were still bought from the cemetery's janitor, and the flower shops were still closed after they went out.

Shen Lian's tomb is on the far right side of the cemetery, there are no weeds on it, but a thin layer of ash can be seen vaguely, which shows that someone always comes to visit once or twice regularly.

Song Ruyi approached the cemetery with a small bun, stopped half a meter away from the stele, stretched out his hand to put the white lily in front of the stele, and leaned down gently: "Shen Lian, I've come to see you." ”

What responded to her was a bleak rumour, but it did not affect Song Ruyi's next words: "I brought a little bun to see you, she has a name called Fei Yun." Song Ruyi began to chatter, "She likes to stay in the laboratory all day long, just like me before, but I hope she can be a little princess in peace." ”

"And ......" Song Ruyi's voice paused, and a little regret flashed in her eyes, "I'm already married, and Fei Yinan." The wedding hasn't happened yet, but it's coming soon, and you've said you want to see me happy, and it's probably not far off now. ”

Song Ruyi didn't continue to speak, she sat on the grass and looked at the black and white images on the tombstone, the feelings in her heart had gradually increased, and she couldn't fully express it in words.

In this way, Song Ruyi didn't force anything, he got up with his hands on the grass, and could only mutter "I'm sorry" in his mouth, and the most complete sentence was only: "Let Xiao Baozi talk to you...... The bond between you should be deeper than mine. ”

Song Ruyi stood up from the front of the stone stele forest in despair, looked at the little bun who was at a loss in the wind, and reluctantly raised a smile that was even uglier than crying: "Little bun, are you okay to talk to Uncle Shen Lian?" ”

"Okay." Xiao Baozi replied resolutely, hurriedly wiped the tears from Song Ruyi's face, and whispered, "Mom, don't cry, okay, Uncle Shen Lian and Dad will definitely be very unhappy when they see it." ”

The soft place where children's ignorant words often affect people's hearts the most, Song Ruyi was suddenly softened by such a comfort, her lips squirmed but she didn't speak, watching Xiao Baozi approach a little bit in front of her, and half-squatted down cross-legged in front of the stone monument.

"Uncle Shen Lian, I'm Fei Yun." Xiao Baozi looked at the stele solemnly, and his serious tone was never more serious, "I heard my mother say that you once saved my life, and then sacrificed yourself." ”

Xiao Baozi's tone suddenly turned to sadness: "I shouldn't have started to remember at the time, I can't remember what kind of big scene it was, but I really thank you, and Uncle Shen Lian, you are actually very handsome, but you are a little worse than my father." ”

Xiao Baozi stretched out his hand and gestured a short distance: "But these are not important, I, Fei Yun, promised you that you will take good care of your stupid mother, and as for other things, Uncle Shen Lian, you don't have to worry about it." ”

After speaking, Xiaobaozi patted his chest, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and there were too many things mixed in it: "Even if this is a gentleman's agreement between the two of us, I won't tell my mother." ”

Song Ruyi watched Xiao Baozi draw in front of the stone tablet in the back, and she didn't know what was going on in her heart, but she was relieved to see that she could accept Shen Lian with peace of mind, and she felt a little more comfortable in her heart without a trace.

Xiao Baozi and Song Ruyi quickly left Shen Lian's cemetery, and the two stayed for more than an hour, and the original deserted cemetery also had a few more pedestrians coming and going when they went out.

It's just that there are not many people walking to the far right of the cemetery, and there are deep expressions on their faces, among which there is an old acquaintance of Song Ruyi, Mother Shen.

Shen's mother was wearing a black and white plaid shirt, which had no patches but was washed a little white, and she could vaguely distinguish the original color of the clothes.

Her steps were slow as usual, but her body looked a little more bent than before, and after the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, she at first glance looked more than ten years old.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Xiao Baozi looked at Song Ruyi and suddenly stopped, his face flashed with puzzlement, and he could only gently pull the corners of Song Ruyi's clothes in a public place because of the large number of people, and his words were blown very lightly by the cold wind.

The latter didn't react, and the focus of his eyes began to expand little by little as Shen Mu gradually approached, and there was unspeakable pain in Qingming's eyes.

Song Ruyi took a few steps back and did not take the initiative to cater to Shen's mother, and protected the little bun a little back, according to the past, Shen's mother always had to slap herself a few times before she could relieve the resentment in her heart, but these are not important, as long as the little bun is safe and sound.

With this mentality, Song Ruyi waited little by little for Shen's mother's hand to be infinitely enlarged in front of her, but this time it was far beyond what she could have expected, Shen's mother didn't stretch out and do anything to Song Ruyi, she walked by like a nobody, and didn't even give a little afterglow.

"Mrs. Shen......" The corners of Song Ruyi's mouth began to twitch, the more she was like this, the more she couldn't help it, there was no punishment or blame, and it was her own heart that suffered in the end.

As if she hadn't heard the sound, Shen's mother didn't stop her steps, and continued to slowly approach in front of Shen Lian's grave, holding the lilies that Song Ruyi had visited in advance in her arms, wiping the dust with a dry cloth, and then putting the lilies back in their places.

All the actions were done in one go, and by the time Song Ruyi came back to his senses again, Shen's mother's trace had long disappeared without a trace, more like it had never existed.