Leaving in front of the old lady’s tombstone, Su Qingyu suddenly stopped.
Li Tingchen frowned tightly, and a tangle flashed in his eyes.
“Susu, what’s the matter?”
Su Qingyu looked up at the plum blossoms on the branches, “How could anyone plant plum trees here?”It’s weird, but it’s pretty good-looking.”
“Every family has its own habits. It’s getting late. Let’s go to Dad’s tomb.”
Li Tingchen was holding her and about to leave, but Su Qingyu pointed to the photo on the tombstone, “Tingchen, look, the person in this photo is a bit like you.”
The man who had been very patient with her before didn’t mean to stay at this moment, and kept urging her, “There is nothing to see about other people’s tombstones, let’s go.””
Su Qingyu thought it was not auspicious to say this, but he still glanced at it twice.
“It’s amazing. If it weren’t for her name Zhao Fang, I thought she was a relative of the Li family.”
Su Qingyu read it again and again: “Zhao Fang, why do I feel so familiar with this name?Ting Chen, did I know her before?”
This tomb was restored to Zhao Fang after confirming that Li Lanrui was not dead. All the information had been changed to Zhao Fang. I didn’t expect Su Qingyu’s obsession to be so deep.
Li Tingchen stabilized his mind and replied lightly: “I don’t know.”
Su Qingyu glanced at it a few more times before retracting his gaze, “That’s because I think too much. With so many people in the world, it’s normal to have similar things. Let’s go.”
Li Tingchen took the cloak over and put it on her, her eyes full of tenderness, “Well, it’s snowing again, so let’s go back after the worship early.””
“Okay.”
Su Qingyu followed Li Tingchen away, and after taking a few steps, he couldn’t help but look back.
The plum blossoms on the branches bloomed just right, and a layer of crystal white snow was pressed on the bright red plum blossoms. As soon as the wind blew, the snowflakes and plum blossoms rustled down, and the tombstone was covered with a thick layer.
“What are you looking at?”
“Nothing.”Su Qingyu retracted his gaze, ignoring the inexplicable emotions in his heart.
After worshiping the elders, Su Qingyu offered to go to the western restaurant for dinner last time, and Li Tingchen asked someone to book a place.
Su Qingyu likes the feeling of staying with Li Tingchen very much. I don’t know if it’s because Li Tingchen rarely did this with her in the past. Su Qingyu took Li Tingchen for a walk in the square.
The appearance of the two of them is very good, and they are watched wherever they go.
Su Qingyu said curiously: “I remember seeing a tree here that night, why is it gone?”
It turned out that the place of the century-old tree had been flattened by cement and plastered with the same bricks as the surrounding area, Su Qingyu actually remembered.