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In the flower shop, Li Xuan paid and took the two bouquets of small wild chrysanthemums into his arms.

The clerk found some change for her, and said with a smile: "Usually there are not many customers who come to the store to buy small wild chrysanthemums, so these flowers are not very fresh, so I will only charge you a bouquet of money, thank you for your patronage, I hope to come next time." ”

Li Xuanran put away the money, thanked him, and walked out of the door alone.

On the way, Li Xuan stopped a taxi and went straight to the cemetery.

……

In the cemetery, the spring breeze gusts in March.

Li Xuan sat in front of Coco Fu's tombstone, watching the bouquet of small wild chrysanthemums raised frequently by the wind.

Li Xuan's tears fell, she turned her head, looked at the photo of her grandfather on the tombstone, and cried silently.

After a long time, she said, "Grandpa, I was wrong......

Except for the crows in the woods in the distance, no sound answered her.

Li Xuan withdrew her gaze from her grandfather's tombstone and looked at her mother's tombstone next to her, tears surging even more.

She was sobbing and almost out of breath, but she still said: "Mom, they all told me that you died in an accident, and your body has not been found, buried under the snow, but do you know? In order to find you, I went to that snow-capped mountain almost every year until I hurt my eye, but I still couldn't find you...... I miss you so much and I'm helpless right now, I don't know what to do...... Do you blame me? ”

Li Xuan buried her face between her legs, and tears fell to the ground, broken and torn apart.

Not far away, someone was walking towards her.

Li Xuan slowly raised his head to look at the person.

The person who came was Li Jinzhen......

When Li Jinzhen received Fu Ying's call, he immediately pushed off the work in his hand and rushed over.

Everyone is blindly searching, and the first place Li Jinzhen can think of is here.

For Li Xuan, he still knows a little about being a father.

Li Jinzhen held a white chrysanthemum in his hand, dressed in a suit, and stood in front of Li Xuan.

Li Xuan looked up at him, tears still hanging from her chin.

In front of Li Xuan, Li Jinzhen bent down and placed the flowers in front of Fu Wen's tombstone.

Then, he straightened up and said to Li Xuan: "Xiao Xuan, go, go home with Dad......"

……

Li Xuan slept in Li's house for three days.

In the past three days, she didn't hear anything outside the window, and the sky turned over outside, but it had nothing to do with her.

After Li Xuan returned home, she didn't cry or make trouble, and she almost ignored Lin Yan's provocations from time to time.

She eats well and sleeps well.

But no one knew that whatever she ate in a big gulp would vomit out after eating.

She watched the ceiling all night until dawn.

During this period, Li Shenxing made countless phone calls.

Li Xuan didn't pick it up.

Fu Ying came to see her once, and the two aunts and nephews sat in the living room, both silent.

Lin Ya's face was gentle and virtuous, and she wanted to leave Fu Ying to eat at home.

However, Fu Ying didn't give her any face, and directly refused: "I'm sorry, looking at your fake face, I really can't eat it." ”

After saying that, he left without looking back.

No matter how good Lin Ya'an's cultivation is, facing Fu Ying, the smile finally stopped on his face.

When Li Jinzhen came back, Lin Yaan couldn't help complaining.

But what she didn't expect was that instead of speaking to her, Li Jinzhen complained that it was her fault.

Lin Ya'an was angry, and he didn't come down to eat dinner, and only Li Jinji and Li Xuan's father and daughter were left on the table.

Li Jinzhen picked up the soup bowl in front of him, took a sip, and put it down.

He raised his head and said to Li Xuan: "Although I don't know what happened between you and Li Shenxing, your aunt told me that you already know about your mother's death, right?" ”

In the past three days, there has been a topic about Coco Fu, but Li Jinzhen has not mentioned it once.

It's not that he doesn't want to mention it, but he wants to give Li Xuan some time to accept and digest this matter.

Li Xuan's eating action paused, and then she continued to stuff the braised pork into her mouth in a big gulp.

Li Xuan's way of eating made Li Jinzhen frown.

Today's braised pork is greasy, he can't help but think, won't she be sick to her stomach if she eats it like this?

Of course, Li Jinzhen won't ask this question, he is waiting for Li Xuan to give him a response.

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