Xia Chuqi was startled and couldn't help but frown and said, "Feng Xun, why do you have to swear like this!"

She knew that he treated her sincerely, and that was enough!

Feng Xun showed her a soothing smile, and said to the photo of Xia’s mother on the tombstone: “Aunt, I don’t know if you will agree to be with the little girl, but I still want to call you Mother!”

His life was given by Xia’s mother... In his heart, she is his reborn mother!

Feng Xun's words fell, and a breeze blew, and the branches swayed gently, making rustling sounds, as if responding to Feng Xun's oath. A leaf also fell in front of Feng Xun's knees at this time. Feng Xun lowered his head and picked up the green leaf, whispered: "Mother, thank you for your willingness to believe in my sincerity. I will remember your kindness in my heart. I will protect the little girl and let her

Happy and happy for the rest of your life!”

After saying this, he once again solemnly kowtowed to Xia's mother's tombstone, and bowed three times in a row. Every time he hit the ground, there was a thud sound, which made Xia Chuqi feel nervous.

She only felt that her heartbeat was also faster with his bowing. She brought Feng Xun to worship her mother, but never thought that she would make promises to her deceased mother in this way...

But Feng Xun did not listen to her advice and insisted on doing this. Xia Chuqi couldn't help but sigh, walked over and grabbed his arm and said, "Feng Xun, this is enough!"

A bitter smile flashed across Feng Xun's lips. His life was exchanged for the little girl's mother. How could it be enough if he just kowtowed her?

But he could not express his thoughts, so he could only put the green leaves in his pocket solemnly, and then slowly stood up. "Feng Xun, why do you think you need this?" Xia Chuqi patted the dust on his knees, picked up a tissue, stood on tiptoe and raised his hand to wipe his forehead. Looking at his bruised forehead, he couldn't help but say with pain: "You promised your mother, mother,

The spirit of the sky must be heard, but you still have to knock so loudly!"

"If this is not the case, how can I show my sincerity?" Feng Xun shook his head and smiled lightly, looked at her distressed gaze, held her wrist and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, my forehead is fine!" "I can see your sincerity, my father can also see it, and my mother can definitely feel it if she knows it in the spring!" Xia Chuqi said this, paused, continued to wipe the dust on his forehead, and said: "What's more, my mother is so kind.

, How could you need to use this method to promise her?”

"Your mother... is probably the kindest woman in the world!" Feng Xun nodded slightly and said with some emotion, his voice becoming a little distant.

"It's not just you who said this, my father said it too!" Xia Chuqi sighed lowly, lowered his eyes and said, "Sometimes I even think that if she was a little more selfish, maybe something would happen..." Feng Xun lowered her expression again, hugged her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her hair, and comforted her with a smile: "Little fool, don't continue to blame yourself, your mother is great, I think she never regrets the decision she made before her death!

”

Xia Chuqi nodded silently and whispered: "Yes, maybe she will make such a decision if she gives her another chance..."

Feng Xun patted her shoulder lightly, and did not speak anymore. His eyes fell on the tombstone Xia's gentle and loving smile. If she did it again... she might make the same decision, but he would never let the same tragedy happen again!

The two hugged each other quietly in front of Xia's mother's cemetery. It took a while before Xia Chuqi came out of Feng Xun's arms and whispered: "Let's go, let's stay quiet for a while, and come and accompany her after a while!"

Feng Xun nodded, held Xia Chuqi's shoulder, and said respectfully to the photo of Xia's mother on the tombstone: "Mother, the little girl and I are gone. We will visit you regularly in the future!"

"Mom, goodbye!" Xia Chuqi also waved to the photo of his mother on the tombstone, and turned around and left the quiet cemetery with Feng Xun.

A breeze blew by, and the leaves behind were still shaking, as if they were saying goodbye to them instead of Xia’s mother in the sky.

Before getting on the bus, Xia Chuqi turned around reluctantly, trying to look back at his mother's cemetery from afar, but found that a figure seemed to flash by not far away, and he was puzzled in his heart.

When she and Feng Xun went to worship their mother just now, there was no one in the huge cemetery. What happened to the figure that flashed by?

"Little girl, what are you watching?" Feng Xun stopped getting into the car, stood at the car door and turned around and kept looking at the cemetery behind him, asking with concern.

"It's so strange. I seemed to see a figure just now. I saw it in the blink of an eye and then disappeared..." Xia Chuqi shook his head and said in confusion.

"Maybe you've read it wrong. There are many branches here, maybe it's the wind swaying branches!" Feng Xun patted her shoulder and urged with a smile: "Get on the bus!"

"Yes, this is not haunted in broad daylight!" Xia Chuqi stuck out his tongue and got into the car with Feng Xun.

The front driver also asked respectfully at this time: "Mr. Feng, where are you going now?"

"It's better to go back to the old house of Xia's family!" Feng Xun ordered, remembering the figure that Xia Chuqi said he saw. In case, he asked in a deep voice: "You have been outside the cemetery just now, but have you seen someone else entering the cemetery?"

"No, I've been watching it all the time, and no one has entered the cemetery!" The driver shook his head and replied meticulously.

Feng Xun nodded slightly, held Xia Chuqi's palm and smiled, "No one else went into the cemetery, you probably saw it wrong..."

"I can only explain this, or maybe it's just the administrator of the cemetery inside..." Xia Chuqi shrugged and did not continue to think about this matter.

When the two returned to the old house, it was almost noon. The housekeeper Uncle Chen had prepared lunch, and Father Xia also sat in the living room while reading the newspaper while waiting for the two to come back.

"Dad, we are back!" Xia Chuqi and Feng Xun entered the house together. Seeing his father sitting on the sofa reading newspapers, he couldn't help but feel a little timid when he remembered Uncle Chen said he had something to find them.

Fortunately, Xia’s father was quite kind and put down the newspaper and said, “I will finish lunch first!”

Xia Chuqi breathed a sigh of relief, went to wash his hands with Feng Xun, and sat at the dining table. Seeing that the food was already arranged, the other brothers and sisters were not there, he couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Dad, Uncle Chen, where are the others? Don't they have lunch?" "Your brother has a business to negotiate. After going out to eat, Yunfeng picked up the drawing board and went out to sketch. It is estimated that he will not come back after a while!" Xia's father said in a light tone.
Chapter completed!