We can not talk about the future of Qiao Shunchen and Qin Jingwen tonight, but Qiao Shunchen wants Qin Jingwen not to be influenced by his grandfather.

Therefore, some things have to be said.

"have no idea."

This is Qin Jingwen’s real thought at this moment. She really can’t measure whether Qiao Shunchen’s words make sense.

This real idea may come from Qiao Shunchen's distrust of her and from Qiao Shunchen's hurt to her.

He used to be her only hope, and was the life-saving straw in her life.

However, now she really can't define what Qiao Shunchen exists, except to be sure that he is the person she loves.

"Oh... OK, we won't talk about these things.

I just want to make sure you don’t want to see grandpa and not listen to him?"

Qiao Shunchen simply turned straight, so that Qin Jingwen would not be able to perfunctory him without knowing it.

"There is no need to not meet. He wants to say what he is doing. I have my own ideas."

Qin Jingwen can do not go to find Qiao Dexiang, but she cannot control Qiao Dexiang to come to find her.

She has to deal with it when she finds her, there is nothing to retreat.

"You mean you have other reasons for alienating me?"

Qiao Shunchen could only understand this way, because Qin Jingwen didn't care about seeing her grandfather.

"It's useless to say these things now. No matter who can control my emotions, it can't control my final decision on something."

"I see that your head doesn't hurt anymore, so I'll go downstairs to accompany the child first.

Tomorrow morning, you go to the cemetery to chat with your mother, and just pay attention to your mother’s neighbors that Sister Qiao Yu said.”

Qin Jingwen stood up from the bed while talking. She couldn't continue talking with Qiao Shunchen. It was all the same thing.

What's important is that it can't be solved even if you say it.

"You mean you have decided to stay with me and decided to forgive me."

Qiao Shunchen finally added before Qin Jingwen walked out of the room.

But he said this sentence in the opposite way because he knew that Qin Jingwen was ready to leave him instead of staying.

Qin Jingwen did not give any answer, but just stopped and stood there dull for a moment, then left.

She was ready to leave Qiao Shunchen from the beginning, because Qiao Shunchen did not give her the firm confidence to leave her, nor did she make a promise to be down-to-earth.

After chatting with Qin Jingwen, Qiao Shunchen was indeed much better, but the dream that night was full of his mother.

In the morning, Qiao Shunchen delayed his time to go to the company and went to the cemetery to see his mother.

Only by looking at my mother's intact face and her warm smile could Qiao Shunchen stop thinking about that tragic scene for the time being.

Standing in front of the tombstone, he presented his mother's favorite light green rose, and Qiao Shunchen gently wiped his mother's photo.

"Mom, if you were still alive, everything was not like this now, our family must be the happiest."

"You shouldn't leave. No matter what happens, you can't leave me and my sister."

Qiao Shunchen didn't say these words, but he was confused countless times.

Sometimes he would complain about his mother, so why can’t he persist and think about him and his sister?

Sometimes I also asked my mother why she chose to leave, why she used that tragic method and why she chose the time she had to leave school.

However, what's the use of complaining? My mother can't hear it, see it, and feel it.

"Mr. Qiao, why are you here?"

Qiao Shunchen was in sorrow, and suddenly a voice interrupted him.

He turned his head and saw that Bi Xia was standing not far away holding a light green rose.

"Your father is here?"

Qiao Shunchen felt it was too coincidental.

"Yes, this is my father."

Bi Xia walked forward a few steps to the tombstone next to Qiao Shunchen's mother.

"Mr. Qiao, come here..." Bi Xia thought Qiao Shunchen remembered her and her father, but before she could finish speaking, she saw the tombstone in front of Qiao Shunchen.

"Aunt?"

Bi Xia screamed in shock. The reason why she recognized Qiao Shunchen's mother at a glance was because she looked exactly the same as she remembered.

"Auntie...why...when did she leave?"

Bi Xia couldn't believe her eyes, and the situation at this time made her unable to believe it.

She asked the question without waiting for Qiao Shunchen to answer, but instead came to the tombstone to watch the death time.

She was shocked at this sight.

"I was the same year as my dad, and it didn't take long."

"I don't know at all."

At this moment, Bi Xia was not sad, but was incredible and unbelievable.

She thought that the aunt had been living well and would meet her at an unexpected moment on one day.

But I never thought it would be like this way to meet again.

She had actually left long ago, but she really didn't know at all.

"Do you know my mother?"

Qiao Shunchen was shocked by Bi Xia's series of reactions. It was unclear whether Bi Xia's reaction was planned or from the heart.

"..." Bi Xia heard Qiao Shunchen's problem, but she was unable to recover from her shock for a moment.

The two of them were silent for a long time, so they were silent for a long time before Bi Xia recovered.

Bi Xia first walked to his father's tombstone and placed the flowers next to the tombstone.

"Dad, my daughter is back to see you."

"I haven't come back to see you for so many years. My daughter is unfilial and not a good daughter."

"Look at you, you haven't changed at all, you're still so heroic and chic.

Dad, my daughter misses you. If it weren’t for your sudden departure, I would have been a princess you held in your palm.

You really have the heart to throw us mother and daughter down like this."

Bi Xia shed tears as she said that, and only then did she truly realize how rich my longing was when she saw her father.

The only thing she lacked since childhood was fatherly love, but this only lack accounted for a large part and affected her growth.

"Dad... Today is your son's birthday, my daughter wishes you a happy birthday."

Bi Xia was still talking to her father, but Qiao Shunchen, who was standing by, still frowned in an unknown way.

But he couldn't interrupt Bi Xia in this kind of scene, he could only wait.

While waiting, I took a closer look at Bi Xia’s father’s tombstone.

The name is Bi Guangcheng, one year older than her mother, and the time of her death... Just as Bi Xia said, it is not much different from her mother.

Bi Xia's father left first, and then his own mother.

This man looked familiar, but Qiao Shunchen couldn't remember it.

If what Bi Xia just said was not prepared in advance, then they should know this man.

My sister also said before that this person looked familiar, but she just couldn't remember where she had seen him.

Bi Xia finally finished chatting with her father, then bowed to the tombstone of Qiao Shunchen's mother tombstone, and then the two walked out of the goal together.

"Mr. Qiao... No, I should call you Brother Chen here."

Bi Xia still doesn't understand why Qiao Shunchen didn't remember it. It seems that he doesn't even know his father, otherwise the two tombstones would not have been so surprised or unfamiliar.

She hoped that the voice of "Brother Chen" could awaken Qiao Shunchen's memory, but Qiao Shunchen looked at Bi Xia with dissatisfaction.

"Are you calling me?

I don't like people calling me that."

Qiao Shunchen didn’t feel it, but this title didn’t feel inconsistent.

But he thought that such a title was too intimate and could not accept such a title without figuring out what the relationship between them was, so he reminded Bi Xia coldly.

Bi Xia had no choice but to raise the corner of her mouth.

She remembers the fact that she was eight years old. At that time, Qiao Shunchen was already twelve years old, so why could she forget it?

"The noble man forgets things, and my dearest brother Chen doesn't even remember me.

You might as well call Mr. Qiao. You might feel more comfortable when you call Mr. Qiao.”
To be continued...