Become the favorite of the sick lady (Gl)

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"Yes, ma'am."

Four exquisite eating dishes that had already become cold were neatly placed in front of the tombstone. Fang Fei wiped the tombstone carefully with a handkerchief. The corners of Fei's lips were raised slightly, and satisfaction could be vaguely seen in her black eyes.

"Father, mother, Fei'er and Qian'er came to see you together, these foods are all your favorites, today Fei'er specially ordered the kitchen to make them.

I don't know if my mother lost her temper with you?

Without Mayfair, you should give her more.

After all, my father always taught Mayfair that women should be pampered.

Father doesn't have to worry about Fei'er, everything is fine now, three meals a day, basic necessities of life, Qian'er is always careful about the business in the store..."

The chattering words were very similar to those in the past when Lin Qian accompanied Fang Fei to the main house and chatted with Fang's father and mother.

But at this moment, all Fang Fei can face is a cold tombstone.

The master went, and the lady vomited blood on the spot.

But luckily the wife is still there, and the young lady spent a lot of time and energy to take care of her. The lady was finally saved, and her spirits are not bad. The young lady, who had lost a lot of weight because of taking care of the wife, was obviously much happier during that time.

But just a few months later, the wife went too.

Obviously the last family member also left the young lady, but the young lady didn't cry at that time.

Yes, since then the lady has never cried again.

It's too bearable.

How can you be so patient!

Lin Qian pursed her lips vigorously, looking at the gloomy sky, the endless raindrops, she finally shed tears again.

"Qian'er, we're going back."

The half-wet Fang Fei breathed out tiredly, and subconsciously gathered her clothes while turning around while speaking, and saw Lin Qian was biting her lip hard, her eyes were red from crying.

"Qian'er, why are you crying again?"

Subconsciously, Fang Fei moved forward with the handkerchief, halfway through, watching the handkerchief of the wet filter quickly put away again.

Without the veil, she looked at Lin Qian, who was blushing from crying, with her hands raised in the air, hesitating and inexplicably feeling a little pitiful.

With red eyes, Lin Qian held Fang Fei's hand fiercely and brought it close to her eyes. She wiped her hand a few times indiscriminately, regardless of whether the tears were wiped away, and a muffled nasal voice rang out:

"Miss, Qianer feels uncomfortable."

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

"It hurts to see Miss."

"Ok?"

"The master and wife are gone, and the young lady is just alone."

"It's not alone, I still have Qian'er."

"That's different."

"It's the same, so Qian'er should stop crying."

"Woo... still want to cry.

The lady doesn't cry, Qian'er cries for the lady.

Miss, why do you think Madam is so cruel?

Why doesn't she spend more time with the miss, the miss likes the master and wife so much. "

"Stupid.

Mother, she...isn't cruel, it's just...just can't bear it anymore. "

"Why can't you hold on?

Obviously there is a young lady by her side. "

"Because she loved her father so much.

Qian'er, the word love is sometimes heavier than imagined.

Some people cannot live without love. "

"Uuuuuuuuu Miss..."

"Okay, Qian'er, don't cry.

Don't cry~"

***

"Because she loved her father so much.

Qian'er, the word love is sometimes heavier than imagined.

Some people cannot live without love. "

For a long time, these words kept flashing through Lin Qian's mind, but she never understood the meaning of these words, and she didn't even understand why Fang Fei had such a clear expression when she said such words, but She finally understands now.

But when she understood, Miss...

Lin Qian wiped the corners of her eyes carelessly with her sleeves. After pulling out the grass for too long, her sleeves were dirty and cold after being drenched in the rain.

But that doesn't matter at all, as long as the tears don't blur her vision.

In Lin Qian's memory, the large and prosperous Fang Mansion had been completely deserted at some point. It was empty without smoke and overgrown with weeds.

Lin Qian knelt down and pulled the weeds vigorously. The grass was so dense that she couldn't even see the young lady's tombstone.

Being spoiled by Fang Fei in Fang Mansion, Lin Qian never suffered any hardships. After she got married, she never did any hard work because of the protection of the young lady, so that her hands were delicate and ruthless, but after pulling weeds for a while, It was cut several times, blood flowed out, and the fingertips were so full of marks that it hurts so much to move.

But Lin Qian seemed to feel no pain, the faster she moved her hands.

The gloomy sky and the dripping rain separated time. Lin Qian couldn't remember how long she had been repeating this action, but when she pulled out the weeds in front of her again with her fingertips covered in blood, she finally saw When I arrived at the tombstone that had become yellow and old.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that it is a tombstone, but it is just a wooden sign inserted on it, with dàngdàng written at the end of the word dàngdàng above the sign.

When Lin Qian saw the wooden sign, she felt that all the strength of her strength had been let go. She crawled over awkwardly, and tremblingly touched the wooden sign, feeling more intense and heartbreaking pain than before. hit.