Ji Yunjue turned her head in a panic, and saw the bright red roses on the ground at a glance.

The bright and flamboyant colors of roses are really eye-catching in a place like a cemetery.

Ji Yunjue strode over to pick up Rose, and looked at Ji Nuo'an with a smile,

"Look, little Nuoan!" Ji Yunjue raised the rose in his hand,

"There is a strange flower who will bring roses to pay homage to the dead. I guess this person either has a dead wife or a dead husband. The world is indeed a debt of love!" Ji Yunjue sighed with emotion.

Ji Nuoan froze when he called out "Little Nuoan", but she didn't say anything, just walked over to take the rose in his hand,

Ji Yunjue also naturally let go and handed him the flowers.

"I gave this to my mother."

"...??!"...Wow, shit!

At this moment, Ji Yunjue wished he could slap himself to death with the palm of the Tathagata, and make your mouth cheap!

But the words have already been said, and he can only apologize.

"It's okay." Ji Nuoan took out a rose and stroked its bare branches that had been cut off the thorns.

"This is also a debt of love, and what Mr. Ji said is not wrong."

Ji Yunjue was stunned by the shout of "Mr. Ji", this, this kid shouted, why, why is it so beautiful!

"Mr. Ji, if you have nothing else to do." The young man walked towards the cemetery, "I'll leave first."

Ji Yunjue nodded, and waved his hands foolishly at the boy's back,

"Goodbye Little Nuoan"

Ji Nuoan ignored the movements of the people behind her and walked to his mother's grave with the rose in her arms.

The inscription on the tombstone is "Tomb of Ji Nuoan's late mother".

Ji Nuo'an's mother is Yun Li, a very gentle and beautiful woman, if she hadn't fallen in love with Ji Qing, everyone believed that her life would be happy and fulfilling.

She could have found a loving husband to take care of her for the rest of her life, but unfortunately, she was blind and loved the wrong man, so she ended up in a bad end.

Yun Li died of stomach cancer, this disease will make her very painful, the pain makes her life worse than death.

But she still insisted on living, desperately insisting on living.

It's a pity that until she died, she never saw her beloved Ji Qing come to visit once.

A few days before she left, she tightly held Ji Nuo'an's hand, demanding that these words be engraved on her tomb.

Ji Nuoan knew that what she really wanted to engrave was "The Tomb of Ji Qing's Old Wife", but unfortunately she was not qualified, so she would rather abandon her name and want to get involved with that man after death, at least, Isn't Ji Nuo'an still Ji Qing's child?

Ji Nuoan quietly took out each rose from the large cluster of flowers, and placed them evenly one by one in front of the tomb.

After a long time, he spoke calmly

"Mother Li." There seemed to be a flash of water in the boy's eyes, "In the next life, I want to be happy."

After speaking, the boy stood upright again until the sun rose to a high place and then set obliquely.

Only then did the boy walk back stepping on the moonlight.

Before Yun Li died, she firmly held the young man's hand,

"An'an, An'an, you, you must, you must be happy!"

The boy walked quietly on the road.

Mother Li, where is happiness?

He looked up at the peaceful crescent moon again,

Am I really, worthy of finding happiness?

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