Yanluo looked up and asked Xia Qianzhen.
"Miss Xia, why did you quarrel with Brother Dao?"
Xia Qianzhen was still slurping her noodles when Yan Luo asked her question, and she was so startled that she bit off a piece of the noodle.
This is really hard to talk about.
"Well, I used (censored), so the uncle is unhappy."
Yan Luo and Su Qing were petrified.
What kind of incredible feat is this?
Bai Ningbing didn't understand these things, but seeing the two stone statues, she seemed to understand what extraordinary things Xia Qianzhen had done.
Yanluo was the first to break through petrification.
“Miss Xia, you know me. I’m very attached to the past and can’t get over it. You’re being too hasty.”
"You should stay with him and help him get through this."
"It's too hard for Dao Ge to be alone."
"A person cannot get over such a past."
"I need to apologize to him properly when I get back."
"Only by gradually entering his heart and eliminating his reservations can you truly stay by his side."
Xia Qianzhen felt as if a spring breeze had swept through her heart, and her thoughts became clearer; she realized that she had indeed made a mistake.
She desperately wanted to go home immediately, tell Zhong Jiudao that she was wrong, and beg him to forgive her.
Zhong Jiu, a Taoist.
Zhong Jiudao gradually calmed down, put on the clothes scattered on the ground, and walked out of the room.
"Pour lightly, pour lightly."
He was all alone in the empty house.
It felt like I was back to living alone.
Over the course of more than a month, Xia Qianzhen's presence brought a lot of life to the family.
Her image silently remained in Zhong Jiudao's heart.
Zhong Jiudao walked to the dining table, where cold steamed buns and soy milk were laid out.
He slumped into a chair, picked up a steamed bun, removed the paper from the bottom, took a bite, and then drank a sip of the cold soy milk.
After finishing a steamed bun, Zhong Jiudao picked up his phone to call and ask Xia Qianzhen where she had gone.
If you're unfamiliar with the area, don't get lost.
Although she probably won't get lost, I've already taught her how to use a map.
But when Xia Qianzhen's phone rang on the sofa, Zhong Jiudao panicked.
What should I do if I get lost without my phone?
Just as Zhong Jiudao was about to rush out of the house with Xia Qianzhen's phone in hand, someone sent him a message.
It is an inkstone.
[Dog, Xia is at my house. I saw she was soaked in the rain this morning, so I brought her back for my girlfriend to change her clothes.]
I'll be there soon.
Zhong Jiudao drove to Yanluo's house.
Xia Qianzhen felt somewhat uneasy upon learning that Zhong Jiudao was on his way.
Su Qing comforted her.
"Apologize sincerely and everything will be fine. He will definitely forgive you."
Xia Qianzhen was still a little nervous.
Zhong Jiudao, who had driven out, did not rush to Yanluo's house.
Although it's urgent, don't rush.
He drove to the cemetery in Guangzhou.
His wife and daughter's ashes are buried here.
Buy two bouquets of flowers at the entrance of the cemetery.
He gave a bouquet of irises to his wife and a bouquet of sunflowers to his daughter.
Following the familiar road, Zhong Jiudao arrived at their tombstones.
Take out a clean white towel that I always keep in the car, wet it with mineral water, and carefully wipe the tombstone clean.
Zhong Jiudao sat quietly in front of the tombstone.
"I,"
But when the words reached his lips, Zhong Jiudao choked up and couldn't speak.
Tears fell.
Guilt and regret welled up inside me.
"Wife, Yu'er,"
"I'm so sorry."
An autumn breeze swept by.
Zhong Jiudao sensed something, raised his head in surprise, and looked at the portraits of his wife and daughter on the stone tablet.
He knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.
The gentle autumn breeze seemed to carry the longing of his wife and daughter, comforting this middle-aged man who had tormented himself for eight years.
His ears were still ringing with his daughter's clear voice calling "Daddy".
Zhong Jiudao knew what he had to do.
"Next time I come, I'll bring her with me."
After saying goodbye to his wife and daughter, Zhong Jiudao got up and walked out of the garden.
Xia Qianzhen was getting anxious waiting at Yanluo's house. It was almost noon, but Zhong Jiudao was nowhere to be seen.
Could they have had an accident on the road?
Yan Luo said you're overthinking it. At the seventh level, even if you get hit by a car, you'll only suffer minor injuries; your physical fitness is top-notch.
Needless to say, Zhong Jiudao, who is at the eighth rank, is even more formidable.
Yan Luosuqing, Chi Miaomiao and the little baby all went out to do their own things, leaving only Bai Ningbing to accompany Xia Qianzhen.
Seeing Xia Qianzhen sometimes crossing her hands and sometimes standing up and walking around, Bai Ningbing offered a helpless consolation.
"It's okay, just wait a little longer."
Xia Qianzhen sat down again, feeling embarrassed.
Zhong Jiudao has arrived.
Xia Qianzhen ran downstairs to see him, while Bai Ningbing stayed on the second floor, leaving the first floor for them to talk.
Xia Qianzhen apologized to Zhong Jiudao with tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, uncle, I shouldn't have..."
"Waaaaaah..."
Seeing Xia Qianzhen's tearful appearance, Zhong Jiudao reached out and wiped away her tears.
He pulled her into his arms.
"It's fine."
Xia Qianzhen was clearly startled by Zhong Jiudao's actions, and stammered for a long time without being able to speak.
"Uncle, you..."
Zhong Jiudao hugged Xia Qianzhen even tighter.
"I've just figured it out."
"Let me hug you."
Xia Qianzhen, tears streaming down her face, nodded heavily and leaned against Zhong Jiudao's chest, savoring this moment of peace.
A haughty fox leaned against the railing on the second floor, and Bai Ningbing watched them with great interest.
"Is this what people online call 'shipping' (shipping couples)?"
"So touching."
"Loves to collage".
The entrance on the first floor.
Zhong Jiudao separated Xia Qianzhen.
"I've figured it out."
"People always have to move forward."
"Would you like to embark on a future together with me?"
"Together, we will strive for a stable future for our nation."
Xia Qianzhen wiped away her tears and nodded firmly.
"As long as I can stay by your side, no matter how difficult the future may be, I will walk with you."
Zhong Jiudao embraced Xia Qianzhen again.
This is the result of Zhong Jiudao's choice.
After saying goodbye to Bai Ningbing, the two went home hand in hand.
Bai Ningbing sent a message to Yan Luo informing him of the result.
Yanluo had known this would happen.
It is extremely difficult to get over a painful past on your own.
Yan Luo has a deep understanding of this.
Tormented by despair, resentment, and regret day and night, Yanluo, like a wounded wolf licking its wounds, emerged from the ordeal with the soothing of time and the companionship of her loved ones.
Otherwise, there wouldn't have been the story that followed.
With Xia Qianzhen by his side, the dog's wounds will slowly heal.
For lunch, Yanluo and Suqing chose to pack their food and return to their small dormitory.
This way, you won't be watched while you eat, and it'll be cooler too.
Su Qing said while eating.
"I was so scared this morning, I thought you brought another one back."
Su Qing's lips were puffed out, and her face was full of grievance.
Yanluo laughed out loud.
"My dear wife, you're so adorable."
Su Qing pursed her lips and kicked Yan Luo.
"I'm being serious with you."
"I'm being very serious. Qingqing is cute when she's jealous."
Su Qing lowered her head and ate a few mouthfuls of rice.
"Scumbag!"
Yan Luo understood.
Love is always selfish.
No one wants to share their love; Chi Miaomiao and Bai Ningbing are already Su Qing's bottom line.
If she says anything more, Su Qing will have to resort to the art she learned from palace dramas.
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