Their family will definitely be very happy.
Fu Xiao saw it very clearly.
At this time, Mu Lianshen's face was silent and cold, without any expression, and his eyes were dead silent.
She heard his voice, "Shushu, it's all my fault..."
"I was born to be a husband, but I failed to keep my promise. I was born to be a father, but I failed to fulfill my duties..."
The breeze blows...
The wind rustled through the trees, as if they were whispering or humming a low song.
Dark clouds were floating in the silent night sky, the moon was obscured, and the entire back mountain was shrouded in darkness.
Fu Xiao seemed to be able to feel Mu Lianshen's pain.
Everyone can bear different amounts of weight.
At this moment, he seemed to have really reached the critical point of what he could bear, and he was like a lonely ghost.
After a long silence, he raised his eyes and looked in Fu Xiao's direction.
It was as if I knew she was there.
It was as if a ghost had found a place to rest, and there was a different look in his eyes.
He smiled, gently stroked Fu Jingshu's grave, and said in his heart: Shushu, the child is here, there are some things I won't tell you, but you should understand what I mean.
He moved closer to the grave and spoke in a very soft voice, as if he hadn't heard it: "I still want to know, what are you hiding from me?"
Mu Lianshen kissed the grave.
In an almost inaudible tone, he murmured: "Shushu, come into my dream and tell me secretly. I promise not to tell the child..."
When Fu Xiao heard this, his heart was shocked and he stared at him intently.
Mu Lianshen knew very well in his heart that the feelings were shared by both of them.
He loves Shushu, and of course Shushu loves him too.
This kind of feeling cannot be shaken by two letters.
Even if I can't get over it for the moment, I won't miss seeing him for three years.
Even if Yang Cuiping's actions hurt her feelings.
But with Shushu's personality, she would not hide from him.
She would hit him, beat him, and bully him.
Take out all the anger you got from the outside on him.
So there must be something that Shushu doesn't want him to know.
That's why I wrote that letter, which made it impossible for me to find her.
Fu Xiao always thought that it was that letter that caused her mother's tragedy.
He thought so at first, but he rejected the idea without giving it time to think about it.
Their feelings are so deep that they can't fail to sense the true intention of what is written in the letter.
There must be something else.
But what is it?
Black gradually covered the sky, and countless stars broke through the night and escaped.
The night's moisture slowly soaks the space, filling it with a sad atmosphere...
Mu Lianshen stood up, took a step back, and knelt down facing Fu Qinshan's grave.
He kowtowed three times in a row.
He recalled that time in Shanghai, when he knelt in front of Fu Qinshan.
The old man had a cold face, angry and complicated eyes, forcing him to promise never to appear in front of them...
He raised his head and smiled, "Dad, Mom, I broke my promise..."
"I promised you that I wouldn't show up in front of you, but here I am, and it seems to be too late."
"In the past, when Shushu and I quarreled, you always sided with me, but I still disappointed you."
"Down there, you guys stay with her for a while..."
"Let Shushu wait for me, don't look for her downstairs, I am the only one who is most suitable for her."
He did not say the last sentence out loud, but said in his heart: Wait until I find someone worthy of entrusting my life to An An, send my father away, and stabilize the situation in the northwest.
"I'll come find her..."
Mu Lianshen's smile grew even wider.
It may take a little time, but Shushu, please wait for me.
The moon hangs above the green hills, and a man stands in front of a lonely grave.
A breeze blows in front of the tomb, just like an old friend coming...
The mountain breeze blew past the grave, blowing the scattered leaves onto the grave.
It fell on Mu Lianshen's shoulder.
The smile on his face gradually turned into a smug one, "Shushu, you promised..."
Fu Xiao stared at the scene in a daze, not knowing when the breeze brushed her cheek.
It was like a mother's hand caressing and comforting her...
She couldn't help but jump down from the tree and walk over...
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