To this.
Song Lingdang expressed her gratitude again and again.
Qiao Anle thought of another thing...
Village commune...
Empty house...
Among the people who already live there is Fang Cheng.
In other words.
After Song Lingdang moves in, she will become Fang Cheng’s neighbor!
Suddenly.
An incredible thought flashed through Qiao Anle's mind.
This idea has come up before.
But at that time, it was fainter and more ethereal.
But at this moment.
Looking at Song Lingdang who was smiling slightly.
Although she had been married once, she was actually only in her early twenties.
A few decades later, someone of this age can be called a girl.
Song Lingdang...
Fang Cheng...
It seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
Qiao Anle's heart moved and the corners of his mouth curled up.
There was an extra hint of mystery in her smile.
…
In addition to divorce, Song Lingdang has another unfulfilled wish in her heart.
That was to bury his child who was looking for something to do.
When the child died unexpectedly, Lu Jianmin did not even find a plot of land for the child in order not to publicize the child's death and to keep the child's body there forever.
They just dug a hole in the open space behind their house and buried the child in it.
Now everything is finally settled.
Song Lingdang could never let go of the child who left in a hurry and wanted to give him a complete life.
Even though his life was only a month long.
so……
Before Song Lingdang moved.
She once again sought Qiao Anle's help.
Qiao Anle had never thought of this detail.
After thinking it over carefully, she asked Song Lingdang for her opinion.
The main thing I want to know is where Song Lingdang wants to bury the child.
But she got an unexpected answer.
"No need for a cemetery, choose cremation. I want to scatter the child's ashes in the river. This child has been locked up in the house with me since he was born, and has never been out to see the beautiful world. If he really has a soul, I hope he can go down the river and see the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland."
Song Lingdang's answer was obviously the result of careful consideration.
She also completely let go of the child.
She let go of the child's soul and her obsession.
From then on.
Song Lingdang, who always cried in the middle of the night and tried to find her child, disappeared completely.
Her children, go and see the rivers and mountains of our motherland.
And Song Lingdang finally regained her spiritual freedom.
"Okay. I'll do as you say."
Qiao Anle agreed immediately.
What happened afterwards.
Just as Song Lingdang requested.
The remains of their children were dug out from the backyard of the cabin, and then a fire broke out, completely burning them into ashes.
The child was very small, and even the ashes were in a small basin.
Song Lingdang threw them into the river with her own hands.
Watching the trickling water rushing away, flowing through the fields and mountains, disappearing.
But they know it in their hearts.
Rivers eventually flow into the ocean.
There is a bigger and wider world there, waiting for children's souls to roam and fly.
After finishing this task.
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