Chapter 84 Live for yourself

It seldom rains after the city cools down, and the whole city is dry and lacks water. It is really rare to see a drizzle like this one.

A silver off-road vehicle stopped at the entrance of the Rongshi Cemetery. Two people got out of the vehicle. One was holding a large bouquet of elegant white lilies in his right hand, and the other was wearing huge sunglasses, which almost covered half of his face. .

Without umbrellas, they shuttled among the tombstones and walked for a long time before standing still.

"Lele, this is my mother." Luo Luo introduced, "Mom, this is Wen Le."

"Mom, I'm here to see you." Wen Le bent down, put the lily in front of the tombstone, and looked at the black and white photo.Jing Suanran and Luo Luo are somewhat similar, not in facial features, but in temperament, both are fresh and sweet, but the former is more sad, and the latter is more domineering.

Luo Luo stretched out her hand to pinch the child, but her hand stopped halfway in the air.She regards Wen Le as her younger sister. If her mother was here, she would definitely like children very much.According to her mother's loving personality, Lele will definitely call her mother, so Wen Le's "Mom" is not wrong.

"My sister is very good to me, and I like her very much. I will take good care of her for you. Don't worry, we will be fine." Wen Le half-knelt in front of the tombstone and said solemnly. Luo's commitment is not a whim, but a lifetime agreement.

"Mom, you heard it. If Lele is disobedient, remember to teach her in my dream!" Luo Luo's mood suddenly became lighter.

Every time she comes to Rongshi Cemetery, she is not in a good mood. When her mother left, she was left alone in this world. There was no one to resist the darkness for her. She had to go forward by herself, even if she was hurt, Stand up with tears too.So after returning home from the cemetery, her heart would be depressed for a long time, the kind of mourning was at a loss, and she had to pull herself out of the despair of the past.

But ever since she had Wen Le, she seldom felt depressed.Even if she came to the cemetery now, she forgot the heaviness. When she heard the child chattering about something to Jing Shuan, just like she usually chattered about children, she suddenly laughed.

Wen Le is indifferent, but also like himself, such as this nagging ability.

Mom must hope that she has a kind family, just like Wen Le.

Kneeling beside Wen Le, holding the child's hand and shaking the elegant photo on the tombstone, Luo Luo said to Jing Suan from the bottom of his heart, Mom, I found my family, don't worry that I'm alone, the Luo family got With retribution, I will live a happier life.

Live for yourself.

When leaving the Rongshi Cemetery, the drizzle stopped, and the sun hidden behind the dark clouds was lazily falling down. Luo Luo took Wen Le by the hand, and looked at the blue sky with the other hand on her forehead. Finally, she turned her head and looked at the child. Yan Yixiao: "Lele, Mom heard what we said."

Wen Le lowered her head, the person leaning against her smiled really beautifully, not gorgeous, but fresh and elegant, one could feel a kind of vitality from her body, a kind of vitality of living hard.She leaned over, kissed Luo Luo's forehead, and echoed: "Yes, mother will always watch us love each other."

Kiss her again!Still in love with each other?Luo Luo really wanted to slap this kid who loves to take advantage, but seeing the piety on his face, treating herself like a belief, she couldn't do it now.Standing on tiptoe, he kissed the child courteously, and the response he received was that he was hugged even tighter.

The silver off-road vehicle drove away from the cemetery, and a man in a long black windbreaker came from a distance, holding a large black umbrella in his hand, which looked particularly abrupt on a sunny day.He looked in the direction of the car, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.

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