As soon as Song Qingyou left the airport, she saw her family's driver waiting at the exit.
"Miss, let me do it."
"Uncle Zhang, please help me take my luggage home.
I'm going somewhere first."
Song Qingyou looked at the time and handed her suitcase to the driver who came to pick her up.
"Miss, aren't you going back now?"
"Well, I'll go back later."
"Wherever you want to go, young lady, I will take you there first."
"No, I can just go there by myself.
If my dad asks, just tell me that I'm looking for Yaoyao."
After saying that, he walked in the opposite direction.
Xishan Cemetery is located in the western suburbs of Beijing, a two-hour drive from the city center.
All the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country are buried here.
At this time, Song Qingyou was holding a bouquet of white gardenias in her arms.
Her fair face was a little pale, and there was unconcealable nostalgia and pain between her eyebrows.
There was a light mist in her eyes, which was so fragile that it made people feel distressed. .
Song Qingyou looked at the photo on the tombstone affectionately.
He was standing straight in military uniform, with a hearty smile on his sunny and handsome face.
He was filled with the tenacity and righteousness of a soldier.
Under the photo, the words "Martyr Ye Guanqing" were engraved.
A big character.
Song Qingyou lowered her body, gently placed the gardenia in front of the tomb, and gently touched the photo on the tombstone with her slender fingers, showing unusual caution and nostalgia.
Guanqing, have you seen it?
I brought you my favorite gardenias you once said As long as you like it you like them all so i want You will also like gardenia Guanqing, have you seen it?
Now Yoyo is able to take charge of her own business She is no longer that little girl who just hides behind you Guanqing, have you seen it?
You have cared for Yuyou for many years Already ready to be married as a wife But where are you Guanqing, it’s been three years, how are you?
A layer of mist slowly appeared in Song Qingyou's eyes.
Thinking back to every moment he had spent with Ye Guanqing over the past twenty years, a suffocating pain filled his heart.
Ye Guanqing is Ye Chaoyang's eldest son, Ye Taoyao's brother, Song Mobei's best friend, and Song Qingyou's childhood sweetheart.
When Song Qingyou was a child, he always liked to stick to Ye Guanqing and ask him to help him do all kinds of things that he didn't like to do but had to do.
Ye Guanqing always raised his hand to touch Song Qingyou's head and said with a helpless smile: Let the storm come harder. henceforth She is unscrupulously bad He is a pet with no bottom line But Song Qingyou's unscrupulous life came to an end three years ago.
Ye Guanqing, who was the captain of the special forces at that time, was accidentally killed in an explosion while performing a secret mission abroad.
His body was not found in the capital.
What was buried under the tombstone was found at the scene of the accident.
He was carrying a silver chain.
Song Qingyou gave it to him.
During the time when Ye Guanqing died, the Ye and Song families were full of sadness and despair.
No one thought that Ye Guanqing would spend his whole life doing this action.
Since then, Song Qingyou's temperament has changed drastically.
He is no longer free and wanton, no longer unscrupulous, and has become quiet and indifferent.
When Song Qingyou returned to the Song family's old house, it was almost evening.
When he walked into the living room, he saw a woman in her fifties wearing a purple printed cheongsam walking towards her.
"My dear daughter, you are finally back.
Your parents have been waiting for you all day."
Gu Rou stepped forward and took her daughter's hand.
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"Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry."
Song Qingyou stepped forward and hugged Gu Rou, gently rested his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes slightly, and said softly.
Spend all my time just for you :