"Nanshan cemetery?"
The nerves that have been strained seem to be torn off by a pair of invisible hands. Lan Yanxi is going to collapse completely. Grandma is buried there. Why does Lanlin take Grandpa there?
Is she crazy?
Knowing that grandpa has always missed grandma, grandpa refuses to go up every time he sweeps the grave. He sits alone in the car and is afraid to face the cold tombstone of his former love.
"Yan Xi, are you ok..." Cheng Yuan saw Lan Yanxi's face was pale and she wanted to shake. She quickly reached out and grabbed her arm.
"Cheng Yuan, let's hurry up."
Lan Yanxi's voice is hoarse. In the pouring rain, there is no shelter in Nanshan cemetery. Why does Lan Lin take grandpa there?
"Good!"
Cheng Yuan is still worried about her. Seeing her lose her soul, she knows that the place has extraordinary significance for Lan Yanxi.
Cheng Yuan suddenly thought of Lan Yanxi's early death of her father. Was her father buried in that place? Therefore, Lan Yanxi would be heartbroken when she heard about the cemetery.
Cheng Yuan drove the car carefully and moved forward quickly in the rain.
Lan Yanxi looked ahead anxiously, and her heart had flown to the cemetery. She reached for Grandpa's medicine bottle and pinched it tightly. The medicine particles made a monotonous sound in the bottle, but it was the only sound in the car at the moment, which tightened the chests of the two people.
It takes an hour and a half to drive from the city to Nanshan cemetery, or to accelerate.
Lan Yanxi begged for the rain to stop quickly, but God seemed to be against her. The more effective the direction, the more violent the rain was, as if someone had smashed a hole in the sky and let the rain pour out.
"The rain is too heavy."
Cheng Yuan adjusts the wiper to the fastest gear. Every time it washes, the road ahead is still a little blurred, which makes people anxious.
If it wasn't for Cheng Yuan's firm heart and steady aura, I'm afraid that I wouldn't have dared to go forward for a long time.
"If anything happens to Grandpa, I won't let her off."
Lan Yanxi muttered to himself as he looked at the blurry scenery outside the window.
"If something happens, she deserves to die ten thousand times."
Cheng Yuan said hatefully.
It was supposed to be an hour and a half drive. When they arrived, it was already one o 'clock in the afternoon. Lan Yanxi's phone suddenly rang. She took it out and saw that it was Ling Mofeng.
She bit her lip and put it to her ear to listen.
"Yan Xi, have you called me?
What is it? "
Ling Mofeng's steady and magnetic voice could be heard.
His side was very quiet, so his voice was exceptionally pleasant to the ears.
"Are you busy today?"
Lan Yanxi controlled the sadness in his heart and asked him softly.
"I'm a little busy. I have a meeting in ten minutes. It's tea break now. What's the matter?"
Ling Mofeng chuckled and felt that she rarely called herself. She was in a good mood.
Lan Yanxi felt that her lips were a little dry. She couldn't help but sigh. Then she whispered, "nothing, just miss you. You're busy first. Contact me when you're done."
"Well There's another dinner tonight. I may not go home for dinner. Don't wait for me.
"It seems that the man is reluctant to hang up her phone in such a hurry, so he drags the volume, but it's full of tenderness.
Lan Yanxi knows that he is very busy today. She is busy with important national affairs. She really can't disturb him, just for her own family affairs.
"Well, I see. Hang up first."
Lan Yanxi said, then pressed the mobile phone, clenched it in her hand, and the tears in her eyes were forced back by her.
Cheng Yuan looked at her sideways, and then sighed: "Yan Xi, you are a good wife. Mr. President has a lot of things to do today. Chu lie also told me that this is the first time he has met with foreign leaders after taking office, which plays an important role in stabilizing his position. You choose not to disturb him. I really admire you."
"I can't, and I dare not!"
Lan Yanxi bowed his head and smiled bitterly.
"You just love him too much."
Cheng Yuan said the most important reason.
Lan Yanxi is stunned. Is that why?
She didn't want to disturb him, just because she loved him so much, regarded his affairs as more important than her own, hoped that he was well, hoped that he would succeed in everything.
"Maybe."
Lan Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief.
"The cemetery is in front of us. Let's go in and ask first."
Cheng Yuan immediately speeded up.
At the foot of Muyuan Mountain, there is a management office. At the moment, only an old man with a mobile phone is sitting in the duty room watching TV. There is a bag of melon seeds beside him. It seems that he is helpless and bored about the ghost weather.
"Grandpa, have you seen a red car drive in?"
Cheng Yuan rolled down the window and asked loudly.
The old man didn't hear clearly. He leaned over and listened. Cheng Yuan roared at the top of his voice.
"I don't know. I just came here to change shifts. If you want to find a friend, drive in and find one."
The old man heard it, but gave a disappointing answer.
Cheng Yuan had to step on the accelerator, and the car rushed into the large parking lot behind the management office.
It's raining heavily today, there are very few vehicles, and it's not a good time to go to the grave. There's no natural shadow.
"I didn't see her car!"
Lan Yanxi looked around, but he didn't see a red car.
"Has Lanlin left?"
Cheng Yuan can't help but slap the steering wheel angrily. Lanlin is really hateful. She takes them around.
"Cheng Yuan, wait for me. I'll go to my grandmother's grave."
Lan Yanxi said that he was going to push the door down.
"I'll go with you. There are two umbrellas in the back. Wait for me."
Cheng Yuan dare not let her go to the cool cemetery alone. Don't say that brave people are afraid. Lan Yanxi is not brave enough. Maybe she will be scared.
In fact, Lan Yanxi can't be afraid at the moment. She is worried that she has suppressed all her fears. Even without an umbrella, she can run to grandma's grave in the rain.
By the time Cheng Yuan came with the umbrella, Lan Yanxi had already pushed the door to get out of the car. Half of her clothes were wet in an instant. Cheng Yuan quickly held the umbrella on her head.
Lan Yanxi takes an umbrella and looks for the familiar entrance. Cheng Yuan follows her closely, with a pair of sharp eyes alert to everything around her.
Lan Yanxi steps on the steps, splashes water everywhere, her trousers and shoes are wet in an instant, she ignores it completely and runs forward quickly.
"Yan Xi, wait for me."
Cheng Yuan's physical fitness is much better than hers, but she can't keep up with her. She can't help shouting.
Lan Yanxi doesn't seem to hear it. She still runs forward desperately. The umbrella on her head is blown by the wind. She doesn't seem to care.
Cheng Yuan looks distressed. If only Mr. President were here. Yan Xi would certainly listen to him. Moreover, Mr. President would certainly not let her suffer from these crimes.
The mausoleum was very long and very tall, with stairs stacked on top of each other. There were tombstones all around, connecting together and taking up the entire mountainside. There were old and new tombstones, and the wind blew paper money that came out of nowhere. This scene was quite frightening. Those who were timid would probably be scared out of their wits.
Lan Yanxi is firm. Even if she sees these frightening things, she turns a blind eye. What is more terrible than losing her grandfather?
Cheng Yuan is out of breath. The tomb road is too high and too long.
Finally, lanyanxi ran along a flat and wide tomb road. Cheng Yuan looked at it. It belongs to the area where the rich people will buy and sell. The scenery is good and the Feng Shui is good.
Lan Yanxi Far away, she saw a touch of the most desperate and indignant scene in her life.
She saw grandpa sitting in a wheelchair, with the umbrella in his hand lying beside his hand, facing grandma's tombstone, like a sculpture.
Lan Yanxi's breath stopped all of a sudden. She only paused for a second, and then ran directly towards grandpa.
Cheng Yuan also saw it. She was in a panic. A bad feeling came.
Lan Yanxi pounced on him. Grandpa had closed his eyes and was cold all over.
"Grandpa!"
Lan Yanxi tried to wake him up, but she found that grandpa didn't seem to have a breath.
Cheng Yuan came over and quickly checked the old man, but the result was that the old man had died.
"No..." Lan Yanxi roared sadly. The wind carried her sadness. In this group of tombs, it was particularly sad.
Cheng Yuan stood by and watched, and tears fell like rain.
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