Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Madam has already entered the emergency room.

A few minutes later, the driver in suit and leather shoes came back, hurriedly opened the door and sat in the cab.

Huo Linyuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the tired and closed-eyed person in his arms.

"Do you want to live near the school for a while? In the snack street at the North Gate, many stalls haven't changed much."

Cheng Zhi shook her head.

Whether it was the good times when she was on campus or the bad times here, she said goodbye one by one.

He also obeyed his father's explanation before his death, and destroyed the truth forever.

There is nothing in Nancheng that makes her nostalgic.

Apart from……

"I want to see mom." She opened her eyes.

At this point, she finally had the courage to look at her, even though her mother never forgave her the sin of leading wolves into the house.

Huo Linyuan agreed, and discussed with her again, "How about going tomorrow?"

"not good."

Without forcing her, he told the driver: "Go to Taihe Cemetery."

Taihe Cemetery is on Mount Taihe, and it was already evening when we reached the foot of the mountain.

Cheng Zhi would definitely be afraid if it was changed to before.

But not now.

I even wanted to go in to worship by myself.

Huo Linyuan didn't agree, and knew what she was worried about.

"I have come to worship all these years."

After a pause, Cheng Zhi was dumb, and stood for a while before taking the carefully selected bouquet from him and saying "Let's go".

The cemetery looked especially gloomy and solemn in the coming night.

Rows of tombstones were like eyes staring coldly, prompting Cheng Zhi to walk faster and faster.

"It's here." Huo Linyuan said at the right time.

Cheng Zhi stood still, looking at the black and white photo of her mother on the stele.

In the twilight, it was difficult to see her mother's face clearly, Cheng Zhi unconsciously moved closer, finally closed her eyes, and slowly pressed her forehead against her.

Mom, forgive me for only coming to see you now.

She apologized in her heart.

Also quietly asked her in her heart, if she has seen the lovely Cheng Wang, and if she would like to recognize this grandson.

She failed to take good care of him, so she will always carry guilt and spend every dull and regretful day in the future...

After talking to her mother in her heart for a long time, Cheng Zhi got up and looked at the tombstones on both sides.

She thought she could see Dad's name or a picture, but there was none.

She looked at Huo Linyuan who was quietly waiting aside again, she was on the verge of speaking, but in the end she didn't ask anything.

Huo Linyuan, who never knew the truth, should have always hated his father.

It is conceivable that he would not be kind enough to bury his father, let alone beside his mother.

"I want to go." Cheng Zhi said.

Everything has a cause and effect, and she has no energy to worry about it.

After returning to the apartment.

Huo Linyuan asked her to take a hot bath first.

In the bathroom with light mist, Cheng Zhi sat in the bathtub with her knees hugged, her thin pointed chin pointing to the water, her hair and face were dripping wet.

Huo Linyuan accompanied her, carefully massaging the palm of her right hand.

"Remember the steps of rehabilitation training?"

It has been less than a week since the plaster cast on her hand was removed. During this period, he has been taking care of her daily life and rarely uses her right hand.

Cheng Zhi nodded, grabbed his index finger with her right hand, then lifted it up, and pulled it towards herself.

"Will it be uncomfortable?" Huo Linyuan asked, more concerned about the recovery situation than herself.

Cheng Zhi said yes, and then she didn't want to move.

Continuing to help her massage, Huo Linyuan said in a low voice: "I contacted Paul. After consulting, I want to find a suitable time to send you abroad for further study. You can take some relevant certificates and continue to accumulate hand-made experience at the same time."

He knew what she liked and wanted in the past.

I'm afraid that she is not interested in anything now.