Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

"Yes." Recalling the past, Wen Xi's eyes were moist.

"Brother Song Lin, do you want to see my brother?"

Song Rin took a mouthful of the warm roasted cold noodles, paused, looked at Wen Xi, "Can I see him?"

"Of course, I'll take you there after lunch."

The two chose to eat at a ramen restaurant.

Wen Xi often came here when she was in school. This ramen restaurant is cheap and generous. Later, she seldom came here after work. She came here occasionally, but the boss still remembered her.

"Oh, Wen Xi, you're here." The proprietress warmly welcomed the guests.

It's the peak time for lunch, and the noodle shop is almost full, and finally there are two vacant seats, so Wen Xi and Song Rin go over.

"Two large servings of beef ramen."

Soon, the noodles will be ready.

The proprietress looked at Song Rin, "Brother Wen, I haven't seen you for a long time. I really haven't seen you for a long time after you graduate here, but Wen Xi still comes here occasionally."

Wen Xi knew that the proprietress recognized Song Rin as Wen Mingchen.

Song Rin took the face, and said as the proprietress said, "Long time no see, I'm busy, it's rare to come here."

The proprietress has a loud voice and she is also very enthusiastic, "Hurry up, you have already graduated from college."

The beef noodles are steaming. A bowl of 11 yuan beef noodles has a lot of meat on it. It can be seen that the owner of this shop is real. Song Rin said, "It's all working."

"It's great. I used to see you brothers and sisters often. Now that you are so old, time really flies..." The proprietress sighed, and a customer asked her to charge, and she immediately got busy.

The room is very warm, coupled with the hot noodles, Song Rin looked at Wen Xi a little unreal, as if through a layer of mist, "Wen Xi, did you often come here with your brother before? "

"Ah."

"You... You treat me well, do you think I'm your brother?" Song Rin felt very uncomfortable.

He can also be regarded as a famous prince. He wants money and money, looks, looks, and background. He doesn't even look at the ladies who pursue him, but he is actually used as a substitute by a woman.

"Ah."

Sure enough, upon hearing the answer from the other party, Song Rin clicked his tongue, "Can't you lie to me?"

Wen Xi swallowed a mouthful of noodles, "Hurry up and eat the noodles, this one is cheap and delicious, and the portion is big enough for a big man to eat. If you eat too late, you'll be full."

Song Rin took a sip and drank a sip of the noodle soup, which was surprisingly good.

Wen Xi looked at this familiar face and said, "You are different from my brother. My brother is not as arrogant as you, nor does he have such a prominent family background as you. He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary boy. Lang. As for you, you are a noble and wealthy son..." Her voice murmured, "You may be him...or maybe not..."

After eating the noodles, it was already around 1 pm, and Wen Xi took him to the cemetery.

The cemetery is located in the south direction of Beicheng, and its location is a bit off, leaning against the mountain.

At the beginning, it was Mu Jiangde who helped find someone to bury.

Wen Xi took out a bottle of wine from her bag and put it in front of Wen Congrong's tombstone, then took out a tissue from her bag, wiped the tombstone, and then wiped off the dust on it, "Dad, I haven't seen you for a few days, I brought your favorite liquor."

"Brother, I didn't bring you anything this time, but I knitted a scarf for you, but a few stitches were missing. Mom said it didn't look good, so I wore it myself. I'll give it to you again in a few days. Weave a nice one."

Wen Xi's voice was very shallow, but Song Rin who was standing behind her heard a gust of wind.

He watched Wen Xi bend over, pull the grass on both sides of the tombstone, and then wipe the dust on the tombstone with a tissue. He took a step forward and looked at the photo on Wen Mingchen's tombstone, that young face, this Zhang's outline is exactly the same as himself.

His throat suddenly trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists.

In the center of my mind, I feel uncomfortable as if something is about to come out in an instant.