Xiao Yan'er's grave is at the northernmost part of the cemetery, but Yan Yan almost couldn't find it when he came over.

The tombstone was knocked down, the tomb was blown up with a bomb, all the flowers planted around it were trampled clean, and the altar was smashed to pieces.The tombstone was lying on the ground, the photo on it was taken down, and the inscription on the inscription was scratched.

When Yan Yan saw it, the flower in his hand fell to the ground and broke. An Yi watched from behind, holding Yan Yan's shoulder.He had expected this to happen, he knew it from the moment those men fired.

Yu Qianluo colluded with the underworld, and if he could intercept them on the road, he would definitely wait for them in the cemetery, so he asked Bureau Liu to deal with them.

"Yanyan?" An Yi tried to call out.

Yan Yan didn't speak, and went to dig the soil frantically. After digging for a while, both hands were bleeding.An Yi went over to dig with him distressedly. After digging for a while, seeing that the urn was still there, Yan Yan's tears fell down.

"It's okay, mom, you're still here. If you're not here, I don't know who to talk to about anything in the future." Yan Yan hugged Xiao Yan'er's urn and cried loudly, while An Yi hugged her tightly behind her. Looking at him, she swore secretly that Yu Qianluo must die a miserable death.

After crying for a while, Yan Yan put the urn back, then slowly buried the soil back, and then picked up the bombed stones bit by bit, and put them together again.

The tombstone was too heavy, and Yan Yan couldn't move it even after moving it a few times, so he cried again in a hurry on the spot.An Yi couldn't stand it anymore and hugged him aside.

"Let go of me, the door of my mother's house is broken, I have to fix it." Yan Yan babbled nonsense.

"I'm coming, can you rest here?" An Yi wiped away Yan Yan's tears, then went over to put the tombstone back to its original place, and put the altar back together bit by bit. The surrounding flowers were trampled to pieces. Slowly lift up the trees one by one, and cultivate the soil again.

After one afternoon, it was almost done. Yan Yan and An Yi couldn't find Xiao Yan'er's photo anywhere, and finally found the smashed photo in the corner.It was too broken, and Yan Yan couldn't put it together after a long time.

At this moment, Xiao Yan'er's tomb is like a ruined wall, with dilapidated walls everywhere.

"Honey, it's okay, we can repair the cemetery, and we can have more photos." An Yi stopped the words from continuing to put together photos.

"Mom must blame me for not taking good care of her home. If I did something wrong, my mother will definitely blame me." Yan Yan was about to collapse.

"No, dear, no, it's all my fault. If mother is good, she will blame me, not you, no." An Yi comforted Yan Yan.

"It's all my fault, why should I be with you? If I wasn't with you, if I had been beaten to death by Yan Tao, there wouldn't be so many things. I would be able to see my mother. Why did you Make me fall in love with you, why should I be with you."

An Yi felt uncomfortable when he heard it. Although he knew that Yan Yan didn't say these words sincerely, he really blamed himself, because if he didn't provoke Yan Yan, there wouldn't be so many things.Although Yan Yan's life is a bit bitter, at least she won't suffer so much.

For a moment, An Yi wondered if he had done something wrong, and if he should let go of his words.

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