Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

After sitting quietly in the room for more than ten minutes, Qin Yiren raised his hand to touch his cold cheek, and his fingertips were wet with tears.

Time has passed, and the owner of the house has changed. Except for this room, it is far from what she remembers, and it only reminds her of small fragments.

Getting up regretfully, Qin Yiren took a last look at the room under the setting sun, knowing in her heart that she couldn't get more here.

However, coming here is rewarding after all. Now she really wants to pay homage to her adoptive mother's tomb immediately, which is what she should do, but she has been hesitant to make it.

The reason is simple, because she has no impression of her adoptive mother at all, only strangeness and confusion in her heart, without pain and sadness.

The dead are the big ones, she doesn't want to be hypocritical and hypocritical, she would rather wait until the most suitable time.

just now……

It is the most suitable time.

After leaving the room, Qin Yiren reappeared in the living room with a pale complexion, his slender figure was precarious.

Chu Xinian supported her distressedly, and asked with concern: "Yiren, how are you?"

"It's okay, just a little headache." Qin Yiren smiled at him with her small face up, and looked sideways at Mrs. Huang who was holding the baby next to her. "Excuse me, do you know where the adoptive mother's cemetery is?"

"I know, it's in Huixi Cemetery not far from here."

Mrs. Huang already regarded Qin Yiren as a benefactor, and hurriedly introduced: "The place is a bit out of the way, because it is related to the cemetery, so there is no bus or subway station. If you can't find it, I can take you there."

Qin Yiren looked at the baby in her arms, with a lonely smile, "It's okay, the nearby taxi should know the location."

"Goodbye, Mrs. Huang."

After Chu Xianian finished speaking, he took off his coat and put it on her shoulders, holding her hand and preparing to leave.

Seeing that the God of Wealth really wanted to leave, Huang Wei scratched his ears and looked at their backs, hesitantly said again and again: "I said, even for my mother's sake, you can't eat hot and spicy by yourself, look at me Let someone beat you to death?"

Qin Yiren had just recalled a lot of memories related to her adoptive mother, and when she heard Huang Wei's helpless begging, she stood there with her back to him.

After hesitating for a moment, she said lightly: "Let Mrs. Huang bring the baby to the hospital for treatment, and I will pay for the living expenses of both mother and child. You can figure out what you owe, that's all."

Eh? !

Huang Wei was suddenly dumbfounded.

He blushed and wanted to say something, but he shut his mouth under Chu Xinian's cold gaze, and spun around in confusion.

Qin Yiren didn't bother to talk to him, but said goodbye to Mrs. Huang, took Chu Xiannian's hand, and left the home where she had lived for more than ten years.

Stepping on the dirty stairs and returning to the community, she stood downstairs and looked up, and said softly, "Chu Xinian, I won't come back again."

"Ah."

Chu Xiannian stared sideways at her expression, and asked thoughtfully: "After all, it's inevitable that the house will change after a few years. Fortunately, there are old towns nearby, so we can take a look nearby."

Qin Yiren thought for a while, then nodded obediently.

Those memories were crowded in her mind in a mess, and it took time to sort them out, but she did see herself as a girl in the clip.

Compared with the period in kindergarten, it should be about fourteen or five years old.

Staying in that small room with only a few square meters, she held a skirt in her hand and looked at it in front of the mirror, as if it was a birthday gift for a certain year.

Silently recalling the dress and the details at that time, the headache came back like a flood, and Qin Yiren didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she could only try to maintain a calm mood.

Chu Xiannian took her out of the old community and hailed a taxi by the side of the road.

Because the destination was a bit special, he didn't sit in immediately, but said directly: "We want to go to Huixi Cemetery."

"Now?"

The driver looked at the gradually setting sun, then at the pale Qin Yiren, and asked suspiciously: "You two young couples watched some short videos and ran there at night looking for excitement, right? "

"Of course not." Seeing that the other party knew the location, Chu Xianian helped Qin Yiren get into the car, "Drive, I'll give you double the price."

The driver frowned, started the car happily, and drove towards the cemetery thirty kilometers away.

Along the way, Qin Yiren was rarely quiet.

She lowered her eyes and played with Chu Xinian's slender fingers, her heart was empty, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

Chu Xiannian gently held her in his arms, and accompanied her in reminiscing about the elder who had never been masked.

The atmosphere in the car was exceptionally quiet. The driver peeked through the rearview mirror and saw the pregnant wife cuddling silently in her husband's arms, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness, and she immediately understood that the two were probably going to the cemetery. Worship.

Although I don't know why I chose this time, but there are not many young people with such filial piety nowadays, it is worthwhile for him to silently turn off the radio in the car to prevent sudden noises from coming out.

that's it.

Half an hour later, the road sign of Huixi Cemetery was within easy reach.

Chu Xiannian paid double the fare and followed Qin Yiren step by step into the dead and deserted cemetery.

At this moment, night falls.

Walking side by side along the bluestone road, Qin Yiren suddenly realized that she was absent-minded when she was leaving. She only asked about the location of the cemetery, but did not ask about the exact location of her adoptive mother's cemetery.

This cemetery is semi-public in nature, and it is almost impossible to see the edge.

Chu Xiannian had other plans. He took out an unopened pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and together with a delicate lighter, went to the front of the hut guarding the cemetery.

Asking Qin Yiren to wait outside, he visited the administrator of the cemetery with a gift, and soon learned the whereabouts of the adoptive mother.

And, since his cigarettes and lighters were expensive, the administrator himself came out and led the duo toward the northwest corner.

Another 10 minutes passed.

Qin Yiren stood in front of a cold tombstone, staring at the small black and white photo on it.

The administrator left with knowledge and interest, and the summer night wind blew past the large tombstones, which can only remind people of words such as loneliness.

Gently stroking the rough stone tablet with her slender fingertips, Qin Yiren whispered, "I'm sorry, I haven't come to visit you all this time."

After saying these words, the tip of her nose was sour, and the memories of the past flooded in, and she couldn't help crying.

Chu Xinian's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his slender figure blocked the night wind for the weeping little girl, and he remained silent without opening his mouth.

He understood that what Qin Yiren needs now is not comfort, and crying is one of the ways to vent.

only……

Seeing Qin Yiren's crying eyes were red and swollen, Chu Xiannian handed the tissue to her, and said coaxingly, "Yiren, you are pregnant with a baby, you can't cry for too long, if the adoptive mother is alive, I will definitely feel sorry for you."

Qin Yiren couldn't stop crying, her snow-white forehead pressed against the man's chest, tears fell one by one, soaking the man's clothes.

Chu Xianian held her in his arms and patted her on the back lightly, "Good boy, we can visit her often in the future, the days will last forever, okay?"

Qin Yiren cried and nodded, and said angrily, "I forgot to buy flowers..."

Chu Xinian smiled, "I saw one nearby, but it was too late and it was closed. I believe she won't mind if we buy double next time."

Qin Yiren took a deep breath, and finally calmed down from the sadness.

The whole person seemed to have been drained of all her strength. If she hadn't snuggled up to Chu Xianian, she might not even be able to stand up.

Sensing her weakness, Chu Xinian leaned over and hugged her horizontally, and walked on the way he came with his long legs.

As the weather got late, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but the temperature in the cemetery seemed to be lower than other places.

Qin Yiren looked up at the man's handsome side face, and said in a hoarse voice, "This can't work, I'll give you back the coat."

"I'm a man, why can't I?"

Chu Xiannian raised the corners of his lips, carried her away from the cemetery, and then discovered an embarrassing thing.

Because he was not familiar with the neighborhood, he parked the car downstairs in Huang Wei's building, but when he was about to go back, he realized that it was impossible to get a taxi at such a time and place.

Taking out his mobile phone and opening the car-hailing app, Chu Xinian estimated the time when the other party would come over, and said hesitantly: "Yiren, I remember there is a farmhouse nearby, should we rest there for a night and leave tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, but I'll just go by myself."

Qin Yiren obediently agreed.

She was a little concerned that she didn't bring a gift to visit her adoptive mother. If she lived near here, she could come again tomorrow morning.

After consulting Qin Yiren's opinion, Chu Xinian still hugged her tightly and came to the farmhouse with the lights on after a while.

Gently helping Qin Yiren to stand still, he raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?"

There was a voice answering from inside, and an old lady opened the door and asked in surprise, "Are the two of you here to stay?"

Chu Xiannian raised his eyes to look at the warm furnishings in the store, and nodded slightly: "Are there any vacancies?"

"Of course, come in, it's cold outside." The old woman stepped aside and looked at Qin Yiren's kind smile: "The little girl is so pretty, and her husband is so handsome. The baby she gave birth to must be smart and beautiful."

Qin Yiren lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly: "Thank you, mother-in-law."

Chu Xiannian heard their brief exchange, and interrupted the conversation indiscriminately, "I want a room by the window, with its own bathroom and air conditioner, and the water temperature is higher."

The mother-in-law originally wanted to say a few more polite words, but when she heard this, she quickly took out the key and led the two of them to the inner yard.

"It's not the peak season for tourism recently. Young people living in the city don't have vacations. Seven out of ten of these houses are empty. You can choose whichever one you like."

Qin Yiren was very tired, so he wasn't too picky, so he randomly chose a room that met the requirements to live in.

Chu Xiannian found a small wooden barrel from the room, fetched hot water for her to soak her feet, leaned over and kneaded her feet, "Yi Ren, don't think about anything, you are too tired, go to bed early."