After the all-powerful secretary resigned, the aloof CEO fainted from tears

The first thing I did when I returned to City A was to see Sunan Xing.

She came back without telling anyone, including Dai Zhen.

The winter in City A seemed to be colder than before. Mo Ran got out of the car and went straight to the cemetery.

The security guard was a little surprised when he saw her, "Miss, you're still here to pay your respects at such a late hour?"

When she came back, it was already dark.

It gets dark early in winter, the sky is gray, and it will either rain or snow soon.

The security guard put on his scarf and hat tightly, put his hands in his pockets, and told Mo Ran not to go up.

"The road is icy and slippery, so you'd better not go."

"Uncle, I'll be down soon and won't affect you."

Miss Mo nodded, lowered the brim of her hat, and quickly walked up.

The road was indeed slippery and I almost slipped a few times.

She couldn't wait to walk towards Su Nanxing's tombstone. When she was almost there, she saw the photo on the tombstone at a glance.

She slowed down unconsciously, and when she saw this face again, her heart still ached uncontrollably.

It hurt, and the image of him before his death flashed through his mind. Mo Ran felt out of breath, so he lowered his head and took some medicine from his bag. After taking it, he felt better.

Su Nanxing's tombstone is very clean, with a bouquet of flowers placed next to it.

The daisies are still fresh, but there are many water drops on them. I don’t know who sent them.

Mo Ran liked Little Daisy very much before, but she didn't know that Su Nanxing also liked Little Daisy.

Looking at the smiling face on the tombstone, Mo Ran smiled at him.

"Long time no see, Nanxing."

The Chinese New Year is tomorrow. If Su Nanxing hadn't been so slippery, he might have been clinging to her and want to celebrate the Chinese New Year with her.

There was some mist on her smiling face. She took out a tissue from her bag and wiped it carefully.

After wiping, she smiled with satisfaction.

"A clean one looks like you."

"Yes, Nan Xing always likes to be clean."

A familiar voice suddenly appeared behind him, and Mo Ran's body froze.

She straightened her spine and did not dare to look back.

Lin Wan stood beside her, walked forward little by little, took away the bunch of daisies beside her, and replaced it with a new bunch.

It turns out that this little daisy was given by Lin Wan.

After Su Nanxing's death, she had never seen Lin Wan.

why not?

Probably because I'm afraid I don't have the courage, I'm afraid I won't dare to face it.

After all, she was the one who killed Su Nanxing. She didn't know if Lin Wan would hate her, or if she would collapse when he saw her.

She has no courage, she is afraid.

But when I saw Lin Wan today, I found that Lin Wan had suddenly become much older.

She was originally elegant and intellectual, and even though she was older, she was still well-maintained.

Now you can see the white hair on the temples. How could a woman who pays attention to appearance like her allow white hair on her head.

The tip of Mo Ran's nose felt sore, and tears fell from his eyes.

"Nan Xing, mom is late today. The Chinese New Year will be tomorrow and there are many things to be busy with. Mom hired someone to rearrange your room. It's your favorite blue. It's very beautiful. Come back and take a look when you have time. Look. Mom and dad are waiting for you to come back tomorrow and celebrate the New Year with you."

Lin Wan raised her hand and touched the photo on the tombstone.

She gently stroked Su Nanxing's eyebrows and smiled warmly.

But the more she behaved like this, the more uncomfortable Mo Ran felt.

She bit her lip, tears falling one by one.

After a long while, she choked and said, "I'm sorry."

Lin Wan's movement stopped, she turned her head slightly, looked at the woman in front of her, and said feebly: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for these three words?"

"sorry."

Mo Ran pursed his lips and said sorry over and over again.

Lin Wan said with a cold face, "My son died for you. You should have come to my house. You should have come to apologize and make amends. But you didn't. You disappeared. You disappeared."

Lin Wan's words pierced Mo Ran's heart every word.

Yes, what she did was wrong, she should have gone, but she escaped.

"However, since the first thing you did when you came back was to come to my son, I forgive you."

Mo Ran raised her head in shock. She couldn't believe that Lin Wan would forgive her.

She killed her son, how could she forgive her?

"I--"

She almost lost her voice. She didn't know what to say. She would rather Lin Wan hate her for the rest of her life than forgive herself.

"Miss Mo, it is a fact that my son died. As for why he died, it was his own choice. He loved you, so he was willing to give his life for you. I am proud of having such a sincere son, and I am also proud of having such a sincere son. He was willing to grieve for a woman to die.”

Lin Wan stood up and said calmly: "I sometimes blame him. I raised him to such a big age and spent so much effort, but he died for others like this. How could I not blame him? But, this is As a mother, all I can do is respect his choice."

Lin Wan's words made Mo Ran feel her tolerance again.

She stood there, speechless.

"Let's go back."

Lin Wan's tone softened, "It's already dark, and you're a girl in the cemetery. Aren't you afraid?"

"How can I be afraid when Nan Xing is here?"

Mo Ran shook his head and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, "Nan Xing said he would always protect me. I believe him."

"Silly boy, how can I protect you if you are already dead?"

Lin Wan shook her head and glanced at Su Nanxing's photo, "My son is very tired. You should let him rest. Let's go. There will be Chinese New Year tomorrow. Do you plan to stay here all night?"

Lin Wan spoke like her own mother, loving and kind.

Seeing her like this, Mo Ran felt more and more guilty.

"I'm sorry, aunt, I don't know what to say. I don't deserve your forgiveness."

"I have already said that I forgive you." Lin Wan took her hand and said softly: "If you really feel uncomfortable, come and stay with me more in the future. I don't have a son, so I can have a daughter."

"aunt!"

Mo Ran couldn't hold back anymore and threw himself directly into Lin Wan's arms.

Her heart felt so uncomfortable, she had never felt so uncomfortable.

For so many days, she had been like this today, wanting to cry loudly.

Lin Wan patted her back gently and looked at the tombstone.

"Son, is this what you want to see? You hope mom will forgive Mo Ran. I forgive you. You don't have to worry about her or mom. Mom just wants you to be happy. Even if you die, I still hope you are happy. "

"Did you come by car?"

On the way down, the two women supported each other.

Mo Ran shook his head, "No, I took a taxi."

Lin Wan looked at the security booth at the bottom of the mountain. Mo Ran's suitcase was still there.

"Let me see you off. It's so late here and it's hard to get a taxi."

"Okay, thank you Auntie."

Mo Ran followed Lin Wan to the parking lot. The moment the car door opened, Mo Ran saw Su Jiancheng.

It turned out that he was here too, but he didn't go up.