Naomi parked the car, Yu Wencheng picked up a big bag and followed the two girls through the tombstones, and came to a tall white marble tombstone in the southeast corner.
The picture of Chanel's mother on the tombstone is as good as new for a long time, her long hair is loosely pulled up, and the ancient hairpin on the bun is beautiful and elegant, giving people a traditional Chinese classical beauty.
She smiled faintly and looked at Chanel and the three of them.
Chanel stood silently in front of the tombstone, gently placed the lily in her hand in front of the tombstone, and said softly: "Mom, I came to see you." ” Naomi bowed in front of the tomb and stood silently behind Chana.
Yu Wencheng hesitated for a moment, suddenly opened his bag, took out a small sake jug, and placed it on the tombstone upright: "Auntie."
This is your favorite Daiginjo.
This year's taste has been slightly adjusted from previous years, and the taste is even better. ” Chana wiped her tears in dismay: "How do you know that my mother likes to drink this kind of sake?"
” Yu Wencheng shrugged his shoulders, didn't answer Chana's question, turned around and took out a pot of orchids from his bag and went to the cemetery next door: "Grandma Shibuya, this is your favorite phalaenopsis."
A little care is not a respect.
These are all neighbors, so please take care of your aunt more often. ” After speaking, he put down the orchid and went to another cemetery: "Uncle Tongye, you take this wine."
You look so obscene, don't usually harass your aunt casually. ” Naomi: "......"
Chanel: "......"
They watched as Yu Wencheng would put a chess game in the cemetery here and a disc there, and in a while they would walk through all the cemeteries around Chanel's mother.
From his words, you can tell that he knows the lives and preferences of these people very well, and the things he brings are all pointed to clearly.
It's not difficult to do these tasks, but it's rare for anyone to have the heart to this extent?
Naomi smiled reluctantly: "Chana."
Yu Wenjun is really attentive to you......
That's not the purview of a bodyguard. ” Chanel did not reply.
Naomi turned her head, but saw that Chana's face was already full of tears, and she looked at Yu Wencheng in a daze, not knowing what she was talking about.
Naomi's heart was slightly sour, and she hurriedly raised her head to look at the clouds in the sky.
She didn't know what kind of complicated state of mind she was in at the moment, and it was almost impossible to describe it accurately in words.
She only knows one thing, and if there is a man in the world who is willing to do this for himself, she will give up everything for him.
Yu Wencheng finally finished his work, returned to Chanel's mother's tombstone, and scratched his head with a smile: "Aunt."
Your neighbors are very talkative, and I hope you get along better together in the future.
By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Yu Wencheng.
It's Chanel's ......"
Chana hurriedly interjected: "My bodyguard!
Yes, he's my bodyguard!
” Yu Wencheng: "......"
Okay, you're big today!
Bodyguards are bodyguards!
"I promise to keep Chanel safe.
Don't worry. ” Chanel's mother looked at him with a smile.
Yu Wencheng listened to it and nodded a little embarrassedly: "I also think I'm quite reliable......
Thank you, aunt, for the compliment. ” Chanel: "......"
Naomi: "......"
A white dove suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the tombstone of Chanel's mother, tilting its little head to look at Yu Wencheng and cooing twice.
On the way back, Naomi and Chana didn't talk much.
Yu Wencheng wanted to stir up a topic, but he didn't get any response.
I had to shrug my shoulders and close my eyes.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when they arrived at Chana's door, and Naomi rejected Chana's suggestion to ask her to sit down, and hurriedly left with some discouragement.
Chanel didn't go back to the upstairs, and didn't say a word to Yu Wencheng.
Yu Wencheng always felt that something was wrong, and he didn't know what was wrong, so he had to take a shower by himself, change into dry clothes and lie down.
After a busy day of work today, the physical exertion is especially great, Yu Wencheng just fell asleep on the pillow, which was very sweet.
He didn't know that at the end of this day, the person who could sleep peacefully like him ......
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He's the only one.
Haruko and Xiaohao's home is now a crime scene, and they can't go back to live for the time being, so after they recorded their confessions, they stayed in the hotel opposite the police department under the arrangement of the police, and sent people to protect them at all times.
Haruko sat on the windowsill of her room, looking at the lights outside, her delicate little hands kept fiddling with the phone, the dial-out interface of the phone displayed Yu Wencheng's name, and her fingers stayed on the green call button, but she never pressed it.
The corners of her mouth suddenly curved with a faint sweetness, and suddenly brought a faint worry.
Xiao Hao silently stared at a white dove on the windowsill, standing on his bed with a sheet, just like Batman in a Hollywood movie.
Itosai sat in front of the coffee table, an old cracked bamboo sword with some cracks on the side of the bamboo sword, and he closed his eyes in contemplation as he tapped his fingers on the table, with occasional surprises on his face.
Naomi didn't go home, I don't know why she didn't want to go home at all today, she drove to a very famous hotel in the center of the city, opened a presidential suite, and the first thing she did was to turn on the treadmill in the presidential suite and start running.
She turned the pace up very fast, and she ran as hard as she could, until sweat and tears mixed together and she could no longer tell who was who.
The scenes in her mind are full of pictures about Yu Wencheng.
The first sword fight with this man; The first misunderstanding on the bed; In order to vent his anger, the man set a trap for Jiro Takano; His own master, Itosai, has great respect for this man; Yu Wencheng slaughtered all directions like a god descending; What did Yu Wencheng do in the cemetery......
Nangong Naomi has never seen a man like Yu Wencheng in her life. looks like a stinky sling that no one looks down on, but its strength is so strong that it explodes; seems to be very selfish, but extremely thoughtful and attentive to the people around him; So I do my own thing, and I value love and righteousness......
Naomi couldn't help but shake her head and quickened her running again.
It seems that he wants to completely vent all the endless entanglements in his chest through this chaotic pace.
And Chanel did nothing.
She went back to her room, took a shower mechanically, turned on the TV mechanically, watched a variety show mechanically, and ate a snack mechanically.
She didn't know how he would explain his identity in front of his mother if he didn't stop Yu Wencheng in the cemetery today.
At that time, she instinctively feared that he would say the word fiancé, but when she finally interrupted him, she felt inexplicably uneasy.
She didn't know what she was thinking at this time, and she didn't know what she should think.
What's more, she didn't know what Yu Wencheng was thinking at this time, and she didn't know what he would think.
Chanel suddenly jumped up from the bed, her little fists clenched tightly.
Then go ahead and ask!