Your Excellency, I love you!

On the day of the burial, the sky was always gloomy and gray, and it seemed that it was going to rain, but it never rained.

A black car is driving on the road.

Driving overnight, Mo Shiche and Luo Qiangwei sat in the back.

Luo Qiangwei was wearing a dark black maternity dress, holding the urn, looking sideways out of the car window, her exquisite face was pale and dull, without any expression.

The car stopped outside the cemetery.

Mo Shiche got out of the car quickly, walked to the other side and opened the door, and helped the young woman with her pregnant belly out of the car.

Luo Qiangwei stood firm, and said to Liansu, "You wait for me outside, I will go in with Mr. Mo."

Lian Su met her gaze, bowed his head after a few seconds, "Good Miss Luo."

After Luo Qiangwei finished speaking, she turned and walked into the cemetery.

Mo Shiche originally followed her, but after a few steps, he chased after her. His big hand was placed on her back, his palm pressed against her waist, and he said in a low voice, "Be careful of the child."

Luo Qiangwei pulled her lips indifferently, "You don't need to tell me, I will be careful, but sometimes it's useless to be careful, what should come will come."

Mo Shiche looked down at her face, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, but he didn't say anything.

This week she has always had this attitude towards him, every word is ridiculed, indifferent, ridiculed, he knows that she is still angry, or in other words, it is very difficult for her to get over this hurdle.

But it doesn't matter, as long as she is by his side, he will try his best to make her fall in love with him again.

He still has the rest of his life to love her and make up for it.

The tall man guarded the slender woman, and walked slowly into the cemetery surrounded by the dead.

buried.

Rest in peace, the dead rest in peace.

Luo Qiangwei knelt down slowly, looking at the photo on the tombstone.

She pulled her lips, unable to pull out a smile, her voice was extremely rough and hoarse, "Mom... I'm sorry, you have a good journey."

She leaned down with difficulty and kowtowed.

Mo Shiche was always standing behind her with one hand in his pocket, and when he saw this, he took two steps forward to help her.

The woman had already said coldly, "I don't need your help, I can get up by myself."

Mo Shiche's eyes narrowed slightly, and he squatted down beside her, holding her slender arm with his big hand, and said in a low voice, "Your due date is coming soon, and you can talk to your mother while standing, and she doesn't want you to do that either." Hard."

Luo Qiangwei didn't speak, and slowly stood up with his support, standing quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, she took out white wine from the bag beside her, poured it into a small white porcelain cup, raised her head and smiled at him, "Toast my mother a glass of wine."

Mo Shiche's pupils brightened slightly, and he thought that she would not even let him say a word to the tombstone for her proactive attitude.

Does she let him toast, does it prove that she doesn't hate him so deeply.

He stretched out his hand with distinct phalanges, and while taking the wine glass in her hand, he also held her slender fingers, "Luo Qiangwei,"

Mo Shiche looked down at her, his eyes were like a net, densely covered with thick feelings, covering her completely in his eyes, preventing her from escaping, "I promise to love you with your mother, just like she promised me Will be a good son-in-law and let her feel at ease in the underworld, okay?"

After saying this, he looked at her with tighter and deeper eyes.

Luo Qiangwei also looked at him, his big black and white eyes reflected his face, she smiled, "Okay."

Mo Shiche's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her on the lips, then turned to face the tombstone with the wine glass.

Luo Qiangwei saw that his knees were bent, and he was about to kneel——