They are not divorced today

Song Xinyan wanted to tell Qin Mulang about her life experience, but at the moment she didn't know how to speak, so she simply chose to tell him little by little.Qin Mulang was anxious, but he also chose to respect Song Xinyan's decision. He would listen to what he said whenever he wanted. Anyway, he was married, and he didn't care about the time. He didn't mention it for three years. It doesn't matter if I mention it later, he and Song Xinyan didn't marry because of their background.

It was given to Qin's father and Qin's mother on Saturday.The next day, Song Xinyan and Qin Mulang went to the cemetery again. This time it was just the two of them, and there was no big fight. Song Xinyan bought flowers and a bottle of wine on the way, and nothing else No more, Grandpa Song will not be short of anything.

The cemetery is still crowded with people like yesterday, and it is more lively than usual, but everyone respects the residents here, it is very quiet, and there is not much noise.

Qin Mulang, led by Song Xinyan, came to an old man's grave.

This tomb was built in a very grand manner, the area occupied is obviously larger than other tombs around, and the location is also very particular. I visited yesterday, and there are no weeds around, and everything is clean. There are many bundles piled up in front of the tomb. The flowers and the incense ash in the censer are about to overflow, which shows that there are quite a few tomb owners who come here to worship.

On the tombstone is a photo of a kind old man whose surname is Song.

Song Xinyan put down the flowers, filled the glass with new wine, and poured it on the ground.

Song Xinyan squatted in front of the tombstone and said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm doing well now. I'll show you a handsome man today. His name is Qin Mulang. He is two years older than me. He is three years old this year. Ten, I believe you have also seen that he is very good to me and is now my marriage partner. I just told him today that I was adopted by you. "

Qin Mulang also squatted down and poured a glass of wine to respect Grandpa Song in the tomb: "Grandpa, hello, my name is Qin Mulang, and I'm Xin Yan's marriage partner. I'm very sorry that I only came to see you now. Xin Yan He is very good, educated, knows how to advance and retreat, has a gentle personality, is very magnanimous, and takes good care of me, you have taught me so well, I am very grateful to you, and I promise that I will protect and love him no matter what time it is."

Song Xinyan chuckled lightly after hearing his compliments.

Maybe it was outside, so the two quietly said a few words in front of the tomb, but they didn't say much, after all, squatting is also tiring.

After meeting Grandpa Song with Qin Mulang, Song Xinyan helped Qin Mulang up, took two steps back, and said to Qin Mulang, "I was adopted by Grandpa Song. My biological parents passed away before I entered junior high school."

It's not that Qin Mulang didn't know anything about Song Xinyan's life experience before. He also heard Song Xinyan mention his parents' absence once or twice, and knew that he had been adopted before, but he didn't ask in depth. He had a calm face, he didn't say much, and he didn't know what to say. He wanted to comfort him but he didn't know how to say it.Compared to himself, Song Xinyan's life was not as good as he imagined when he was a child. Qin Mulang felt that he was living in heaven. His parents, grandparents, and a bunch of uncles were all still in the world. He was a happy child.

Today, it was rare that Song Xinyan was willing to speak, and Qin Mulang also wanted to know more, not just a vague general idea.

Qin Mulang looked at Grandpa Song's name on the tombstone: "When did Grandpa Song leave?"

Song Xinyan said: "When I graduated in my senior year, I didn't make it to my graduation ceremony before leaving. He also promised to come to school to take a photo with me on the graduation ceremony." His emotions were slightly sad, But what he said seemed ordinary, and this kind of sadness was more uncomfortable than crying.

Qin Mulang could only put his arms around his shoulders to comfort him, Song Xinyan didn't need others' comfort, he only needed a listener.

Song Xinyan said: "Of course I don't blame Grandpa Song for leaving early, it's just that he was my only relative at that time, and I wanted to show him my graduation certificate. However, he has many grandchildren, and he is not short of my family." I have no regrets about leaving my university diploma."

Qin Mulang can't comment on people he doesn't know, and he can't persuade Song Xinyan to look away. After all, he didn't participate in Song Xinyan's life five years ago, so it's better to accompany him quietly and listen to him talk about this past. .From what I've heard so far, it's all Grandpa Song's kindness to Song Xinyan.

The weather was not good, and it began to drizzle again. Qin Mulang and Xin Yan stood in front of the tomb with an umbrella together, and they looked down the mountain together.

It is foggy, with a bit of poetic and rainy artistic conception.

Song Xinyan was still about to say something, when she heard voices getting closer and closer from the bottom of the steps.

Song Huang: "I remember I didn't take out my wallet when I was here yesterday."

Song Xi: "It's just that you are busy. Everyone left nothing when they came out. You say you are a big-headed shrimp. When can you be more careful. Also, even if you find the wallet, the money in it is probably gone."

Song Huang: "Brother Xi, the important thing is not the money, but the ID card and the things in the wallet. They are very precious. If you lose it, you can never get it back."

Song Xi was a little impatient: "Then hurry up and look for it. The sky is overcast and it will definitely rain heavily later. Now it has started to rain lightly. I only brought an umbrella."

Song Huang: "Understood, brother Xi, can you be a little patient, don't be so impatient with my brother."

Song Xi: "If I'm impatient, why would I accompany you? Why don't you ask Song Yu to accompany you, he is more patient than me"

Song Huang: "No, no, calling him will definitely cost me another sum of money."

Song Xi: "Then don't talk too much, just climb up and look for it."

When the two climbed up the steps, they saw two men standing in the rain in front of Grandpa Song's tomb, holding a big colorful umbrella together, which was very dazzling.

Song Huang suddenly fell silent. Song Xi climbed the last step and took a breath. Song Huang sneered at him: "Brother Xi, brother Xi."

He followed Song Huang's gaze and saw Song Xinyan, not surprised but surprised.

He had never seen Song Xinyan dressed up like this before, she was so damn dog-like, not to mention wearing glasses, she had an indescribable fashion sense, none of the previous sharpness and thorns were seen, and they were all put away, as if Like a different person, with a restrained and gentle temperament.

But Song Xi felt that Song Xinyan was still the same Song Xinyan, and his heart must not have changed.

Song Xi said, "Xin Yan, is it you?"

Song Huang also looked curiously at Song Xinyan and Qin Mulang beside him.

Seeing the two of them, Song Xinyan's sentimental emotions were diluted, and she said, "It's me, brother Xi, Dahuang."

Song Huang spoke quickly and asked him, "Brother Yan, brother Xi said yesterday that the person he saw was also you, right?"

Song Xinyan did not see them yesterday, but seeing so many sacrifices placed in front of Grandpa Song's tomb, she knew they had been here yesterday, and she also heard Li Borui and the others mention the Song family.

Song Xinyan was not surprised to see them, and calmly replied: "Well, I came here yesterday."

Since Grandpa Song passed away, Song Xinyan has basically never been back to the Song family. They haven't seen each other for a long time, and they don't know what to say for a while.

Song Xi could only open the topic by herself: "Are you in Guangcheng now or out of town?"

Guangcheng says it's not too big, it's not too small, and it's not difficult to hide it.Song Xinyan hid intentionally, and it was difficult for the Song family to find her.

Song Xinyan said: "I have been in Guangcheng."

Song Xi said: "Let's have lunch together, I'll treat you."

Song Xi had no reason to refuse Song Xi's treat, and Song Xinyan nodded.

After the negotiation was settled, Song Xinyan introduced them to Qin Mulang. Qin Mulang shook hands with them politely to get to know each other.

Song Huang is 23 years old, just graduated from university, he is a screenwriter, and he opened a studio to pick up jobs.

Song Xi is in his early thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looks like an elite talent. He is currently working in the Song family's family business. He and Song Huang are cousins, and they have always had a good relationship.

After introducing each other, Song Xi asked, "Qin Mulang? Have I met you before? I always feel that you look familiar."

Song Xinyan said: "He is the boss of Shengyang, he may have met at a certain reception."

Qin Mulang wondered why Song Xinyan had to explain for himself, but he was too happy to be rational, so he didn't go into it. He followed Song Xinyan's words and said, "It's possible that I started a small company myself."

Song Huang wowed: "Wow, is it the Sheng Yang I know? That's not small."

Qin Mulang almost wanted to touch a business card and hand it to them to show his identity and support his wife, but when he came out to visit the grave today, he left it in the car and didn't bring it up.

Song Xinyan answered for Qin Mulang: "It's the one you thought of. By the way, I just heard what you were looking for, did you lose something?"

Song Xi pointed at Song Huang: "It's not this guy. He came to visit the grave yesterday and said he lost his wallet, so I came here with him to look for it."

Song Huang giggled: "You guys chat for a while, I'll look for it myself."

Only he knew where Song Huang hung out yesterday, and Song Xi and Song Xinyan didn't help.

The three stood in the rain and waited for Song Huang.

Song Xi kept her composure and did not ask Song Xinyan and Qin Mulang what was the relationship face to face.He was a little surprised that Song Xinyan would bring a man to his grandfather's grave. He also knew who Song Xinyan was surrounded by friends before. He had never seen someone like Qin Mulang before. They should be a couple.

The rain was not too heavy, but there was a bit of fog on the mountain, and it was hard to see clearly at a distance. The fog was so thick that the opposite mountain was looming.

Song Huang looked for the place he walked by yesterday, but he didn't find his extraordinary wallet. It took only 5 minutes before and after, and he said he was done.

In the past few minutes, Song Xi and Song Xinyan were also talking about the current situation, without any major progress. Qin Mulang didn't hear for a long time whether the relationship between the two of them was good or bad, and it was not yet possible to define it.

If the relationship is bad, their relationship is not indifferent, and there is a sense of familiarity with each other in their words.

If the relationship is close, there is some estrangement between them, and he has never seen Song Xinyan and Song Xi have any contact.

It can be seen that the relationship between Song Xinyan and the Song family is a bit delicate, so I went back to Li Borui and asked if I could find someone familiar with them to understand the background of the Song family and the situation of the Song family in recent years.He really wanted to know if Song Xinyan had a good life during those years she lived in the Song family.

No matter how nonchalantly Song Xinyan behaved, it was a life under the fence.

The rain started to get heavier, and Song Xinyan finished paying homage to Grandpa Song, and Song Huang stopped looking for his wallet, and the four of them went down the mountain together.

Song Huang and Song Xi only had one umbrella that wasn't too big, and Song Xinyan gave them his own umbrella, and he and Qin Mulang both held a big umbrella, so they naturally walked together.

Going down the mountain will inevitably get some rain, but the distance is not too long. It takes 15 minutes to walk to the parking lot at the foot of the mountain.

Song Huang and Song Xi walked in front, and Song Xinyan and Qin Mulang who shared an umbrella followed behind.

Song Huang lowered his voice and asked Song Xi, "What's the relationship between them?"

Song Xi said, "No, you can ask them later."

Song Huang said, "No, I'm not a fool."

Song Xi looked at him with the eyes of a fool: "Anyone with a discerning eye can see the relationship between the two of them, and they are not fools."

Song Huang almost wanted to take off his muddy shoes and slap Song Xi: "Did you say that about my brother?"

Song Xi heheed twice, ignored him, and turned to Song Xinyan and said, "Do you want to eat anything special for lunch?"

Song Xinyan shook her head: "No, you can decide."

Song Xi smiled: "Then I'll pretend that you two have no objections, and let's go back to the city to eat private food."

Qin Mulang smiled politely: "I have no objection either."

Both parties came by car, and Song Xinyan just followed Song Xi's car, and there was no need for navigation.

Sitting in the car, Song Xinyan and Qin Mulang put their wet coats on the back seat. They prepared clothes in advance when they came out today. After all, Qin Mulang is still a patient with a cold.

Qin Mulang asked Song Xinyan tentatively, "Are they also grandsons of Grandpa Song?"

Song Xinyan didn't mean to hide anything, and explained to him: "Well, Grandpa Song has two daughters and four sons. The two daughters were born to his first wife, and the four sons were born to his second wife. Song Xi is Grandpa Song. The eldest son's family, Song Huang's is the third son's family, and Song Xi has two younger sisters, and he liked to bully Song Huang when he was young, so the relationship between them has been very good since childhood."

Qin Mulang said: "It can be seen that Song Xi and Song Huang have a good relationship. When Li Borui mentioned the Song family to me yesterday, did you already know that the Song Xi he was talking about was the one he just met?"

Song Xinyan said: "I know. However, I am a foster child in the Song family, so I didn't mention it to you because I have nothing to say. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

His sudden apology made Qin Mulang feel very uncomfortable: "There is nothing to apologize for. I don't think their relationship with you is as close as you and Gao Yunshu. It seems like relatives but not relatives."

"You can see it." Song Xinyan knew that Qin Mulang's observation skills were not bad.

Qin Mulang said: "Anyone with a discerning eye can spot it, not to mention that we have lived together for so long. Moreover, since we are a family, when they were on the mountain just now, they should have recognized you as Song Xinyan at a glance." Knowing that Song Xinyan and them are Relative but not like, he is a little sad.

Song Xinyan was amused by him: "Don't be angry, I just changed a little bit. Our relationship is not as bad as you imagined, but it's not as close. Although we may not have family ties, but Grandpa Song is very good to me, and everyone's relationship is still there. Can."

It can also be said that these three words can contain many meanings, Qin Mulang understood it immediately.

I heard Li Borui mention the Song family yesterday. The Song family is very complicated. If Song Xinyan said that the relationship is okay, then it is really okay. Let's just believe him.Whether he believes it or not, it is an established fact that Song Xinyan is the adopted son of the Song family.

Pulling off Song Xinyan's veil again, Qin Mulang felt that his whole body was weak, and he suddenly didn't want to take it off anymore, he didn't want to see or hear about Song Xinyan's lonely past.Because as long as I think about it deeply, my heart hurts and tightens.

Qin Mulang said, "I wish I had met you sooner."

Song Xinyan turned to look at him, there was no sadness or sentimentality in his eyes, only a warm smile, he said with a slight smile, "It's already early enough."