He thought of that petite figure again. She liked to sit on the sofa and wait for him, and she had waited for him for many years.

"Her name is Ye Jiaqi, she is a very beautiful girl. I think she should be the little angel you gave me, mother. She came to me when I was most desperate and helpless. She has liked me for many years, and she still

You gave birth to a child for me, named Qiao Chengfan, your grandson."

"Over the years, I have never forgotten my family feud, and I have tried to take revenge, but in the end I found that it made me very unhappy. Maybe I am too selfish, but if I am selfish once, mother, will you forgive me?"

Josnian was not a man of many words, but at this moment, he said a lot to the tombstone.

He kept staring at the photo on the tombstone, as if Qin Qing was still alive.

Since the year he learned the whole truth, he has struggled countless times in his heart.

"Mom, parents are not a choice. There are some burdens that should not be shouldered by Jia Qi. She is very kind, does not have much money, and her life has not been good since she was a child. Tomorrow, I plan to bring her to see you."

This was a decision Josnian made after thinking about it for a long time.

He still remembers Ye Jiaqi's cautious eyes during this period, which should not belong to her.

The trust he gave her wasn't enough, and it was possible that he broke his promise again and again, and she couldn't believe him anymore.

So, he made this decision.

Take her to the cemetery tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow, he and she will go to Rongcheng.

The wind was blowing shrilly, and the cold wind like a knife blew past Josnian's ears, causing a strong stinging sensation.

Josnian's big, knuckled hands held an umbrella, and his face still had a dignified and elegant expression, with only a touch of gloomy gloom covering his eyes.

The rain hit the umbrella, making a "tick" and "tick" sound.

The tall Josnian stood in front of the tombstone, wearing a black windbreaker, blending into the night.

Josnian didn't drink too much in the evening. When the wind blew, he was very sober.

At the same time, he also clearly knows what he is talking about and what he is doing.

He stood in front of the tombstone for a long, long time.

"Mom, I know you like children. Chengfan is six years old. I will definitely find an opportunity to bring him to see you someday. You will like him. He looks very much like me when I was a child."

Josnian poured all the wine in front of the tombstone, his eyes filled with unwavering depth.

There are flowers in front of the tombstone, including Qin Qing's favorite lilies.

The flowers have been wet by the rain, but they are still beautiful.

Josnian didn't say much. After saying this, he bent down and bowed: "I'll go home first and come to see you tomorrow."

Tomorrow, bring Ye Jiaqi with you.

Rain was hitting Josnian's shoulders. He was holding an umbrella with one hand and putting the other in his windbreaker pocket.

In the pocket is the blue enchantress's ring.

The designer of the ring is none other than Xiang Leitian and Xiang Hua.

Sometimes, fate is so wonderful.

The designer of the ring that Ye Jiaqi fell in love with at first glance was her father, her biological father.

The fate between us is endless.

This ring was probably what Xiang Hua wanted to give to Ye Yunxiao.

As I get older, I become more forgetful, but I never forget my lovesickness.

Xiang Hua had a history of mental illness and had forgotten many things, but he did not forget Ye Yunxiao or the fact that they had given birth to twin children.
Chapter completed!