After hearing Chen Fan's words, several flower shop owners hesitated for a moment before taking the money.
Seeing several flower shop owners accept the money, Chen Fan smiled and nodded.
"Qingxuan... Let's go and see your mother..."
Hearing Chen Fan's words, Chen Qingxuan's body trembled slightly.
After a long time, she nodded, and her slightly hoarse voice rang out: "Okay!"
The two got back into the car, followed closely by the special department and medical staff, and Hu Chen and the other gray men followed behind.
As the convoy drove out of the suburbs, the surroundings became increasingly desolate.
The convoy finally reached a small road and could not move forward. Chen Qingxuan and Chen Aijun helped Chen Fan get out of the car. Chen Fan walked forward, trembling, to the front of the car carrying the roses.
He carefully held a bunch of roses in his hands and walked towards the path. Chen Aijun and Chen Qingxuan came forward, each holding a bunch of roses, and followed Chen Fan closely.
Others came forward one after another, hugged all the roses from the cars in their arms, and then followed Chen Fan into the forest. After walking for about half an hour, Chen Fan rested for more than ten minutes and finally arrived.
On a flat ground, there are many tombstones. On one of the tombstones, a black and white photo with a smiling face is particularly eye-catching.
On the smiling face in the photo, her eyes were gently looking in the direction of the path. When Chen Fan walked out of the bushes on the path, he looked up. In an instant, Chen Fan's eyes immediately met the eyes of the person in the photo on the tombstone.
Chen Fan's body trembled slightly, and the smile in the photo on the tombstone seemed to be even brighter.
At this moment, the photo seemed to come alive, and there seemed to be a hint of spirit in the eyes looking at Chen Fan.
She looked at Chen Fan, as if whispering, "You're here!"
Chen Fan reached out and gently straightened his clothes, which were wrinkled from holding the flowers, and then adjusted his collar. A bright and gentle smile appeared on his face, as if he was answering her again: "I'm here... I can finally come to see you openly... I don't have to hide in the dark anymore, like a maggot that can't stand the sunlight, watching you from afar... longing for you but unable to reach you..."
When Chen Qingxuan heard Chen Fan's words, her body shook violently.
She recalled that scene in her mind. That day, it was drizzling, as if the sky was crying. The sky was gray and the path leading to the cemetery was full of mud. The yellow paper scattered along the way was wet and fell into the mud.
That day, my grandmother lay on my mother's coffin and cried heartbreakingly. She fainted several times. Father Bai was also wiping his tears.
Chen Qingxuan stood there blankly the whole time, her eyes full of confusion.
Until the coffin was buried, a grave mound was formed,
On the tombstone, it is written: Tomb of Mu Bailuo.
actually,
The inscription on this tombstone should be "Tomb of Beloved Wife Bai Luo", but that man never showed up, and at that time, everyone thought that Chen Fan was not worthy.
But they didn't know that in the rain, a man wearing a hat and mask, wrapped in a black coat, stood far away and watched the scene silently. The rain slid down his coat, and his back was bleak and lonely.
He stood there blankly, his eyes filled with confusion and sorrow.
Bai Luo is dead.
The rose is dead,
The woman whose eyes were filled with only him was gone forever. There were many people standing around Chen Qingxuan and the others.
He looked at the crowds surrounding Bai Luo's funeral far away. It was not that spacious. Inside, there should be Chen Qingxuan, Bai's father and mother, Bai's relatives, and Hu Jianfei and other police officers.
Everyone can stand in front of Bai Luo's grave and attend Bai Luo's funeral to remember and mourn Bai Luo.
There is a wide space beside them.
But such a spacious space could not accommodate Chen Fan, nor could it accommodate his identity as Bai Luo's husband.
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All the memories suddenly came flooding back, Chen Qingxuan cried and laughed miserably,
She looked at Chen Fan. He could finally come to see her openly. This time, he was not a notorious drug dealer, but a hero of the entire Daxia. He must be her pride.
He approached with the rose in his arms, step by step towards her tombstone.
With every step he took, his body trembled slightly. He was even a little nervous and uneasy, just like a young man who saw the girl he liked and felt shy when he saw her beautiful smiling face.
Chen Qingxuan and Chen Aijun followed Chen Fan closely. They saw with their own eyes that Chen Fan's face was shy and nervous, with a hint of red on his face.
At this moment,
He is not the middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with white hair. He is a young man. He is her sweetheart and she is his white moonlight.
He walked to the tombstone, then he squatted down gently.
He gently placed the rose in his hand next to the tombstone, his face showing extreme tenderness: "Bai Luo... I'm here..."
"Do you like this rose?"
"I know you like roses, and I like roses too,"
Cover your eyes first. I have a surprise for you this time... Didn't you say before that I wasn't romantic enough? Today, see if I am romantic enough~~~"
"Did you cover your eyes?"
"No peeking, your fingers are not allowed to show through the gaps!"
"It's not a surprise if you see it! Anyone who peeks is a piggy!"
“.......”
Chen Fan's tone was full of doting.
His face was full of smiles, seriousness, and everyone was stunned. They rubbed their eyes, and they seemed to really see, in front of Chen Fan,
A woman in a white long dress covered her eyes shyly.
She didn't speak, but just smiled and nodded when Chen Fan finished speaking.
Her face was full of shyness and expectation...
Chen Fan stood up, looking back every few steps, as if to prevent Bai Luo from peeking.
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