All sleepiness in Jiang Tan disappeared and she woke up instantly. She opened her eyes and looked at Zhou Yinghuai who was wearing a simple black shirt in front of her: "Will you accompany me?"
"Su Yue told me that today is the death anniversary of your parents." Zhou Yinghuai's voice was calm and he still looked careless.
He sat down next to Jiang Tan and touched her hair, his eyes lingering with depth and nostalgia.
Zhou Yinghuai paused and then said: "I will accompany you and I can hold an umbrella for you."
Someone once said that the departure of a loved one will make a lifetime damp.
Jiang Tan deeply agrees, and she has truly experienced it for so many years.
But this person named Zhou Yinghuai sat in front of her and said to her, I can hold an umbrella for you.
Jiang Tan suddenly felt that the humidity for so many years finally had a chance to ease and dissipate.
She looked straight at Zhou Yinghuai, her black and white eyes filled with mist.
"What's wrong? Princess Tantan." Zhou Yinghuai leaned down and kissed her misty eyes. His palms were warm and he held her face with a cautious posture, as if he was facing a rare treasure. "not comfortable?"
Jiang Tan remembered that the last time Zhou Yinghuai called her that was on her birthday.
Zhou Yinghuai was not a person who was good at talking about love, but as she said before, if he really wanted to make someone happy, he could really make that person very happy.
However, Jiang Tan was left with unspeakable grief and emotion. She shook her head and couldn't say anything. She just hugged Zhou Yinghuai tightly under his concerned eyes.
In so many years, this was the first time for Jiang Tan to be accompanied by someone on that lonely and desolate road.
Not alone, but with someone.
And the person accompanying her was originally the extravagant wish of her life.
The cemetery has the unique atmosphere of the cemetery, the kind of air that is bitingly cold and unspeakably painful.
Maybe this place itself carries too many painful memories.
The painful memories of countless people.
Jiang Tan stood at the door of the cemetery. The old man guarding the cemetery came out of the police room and opened the door for the two of them.
The old man knew Jiang Tan. After all, it was very rare for a young child to come alone to visit the grave for so many years.
The uncle saw Jiang Tan and Zhou Yinghuai next to Jiang Tan, with doubts in his eyes.
The man's outstanding temperament and aloof dignity are enough for anyone to remember him at a glance, not to mention that the uncle just saw Zhou Yinghuai last night.
Yes, last night, Zhou Yinghuai stayed here alone all night.
When Jiang Tan fell asleep, he left the courtyard and stood in front of his parents' tombstones on the podium for a whole night.
He didn't know how many tears Jiang Tan had shed in this place over the years.
But as Li Yannan said, all of them are inseparable.
It was a lonely night, and Zhou Yinghuai looked at the photos and names of Jiang Tan's parents on the tombstone. He stood alone and said in a slow and cautious voice, "I will take good care of your daughter. The Zhou family was wrong about what happened back then, but I don't want to let go."
Almost rogue, also indifferent and selfish.
Zhou Yinghuai has always been the same Zhou Yinghuai, who never talks much and does everything without much warmth.
It's just that the love for Jiang Tan caused cracks in the man's unyielding heart.
At this time, the uncle looked at Zhou Yinghuai and was about to say something. Zhou Yinghuai spoke calmly: "Tantan, let's go in."
Jiang Tan smiled at the uncle, turned around and followed Zhou Yinghuai inside.
The man held her hand all the way.
Jiang Tan followed him for a long time before he realized what he was doing, "Zhou Yinghuai, how do you know the way?"
Zhou Yinghuai paused and said in a calm tone: "Before coming, I asked Su Yue."
Jiang Tan didn't think much about it.
No one could have imagined that Zhou Yinghuai, as calm and rational as he was, would stand here all night last night.
The two of them stood in front of the tombstone, and the light rain in the sky was like a thin thread.
Zhou Yinghuai held an umbrella for Jiang Tan and saw her placing a bouquet of daisies in front of the tombstone.
Very bright and beautiful colors, with a sudden and desolate vitality in the dim weather.
Zhou Yinghuai lowered his eyes and saw Jiang Tan's tears falling on the back of her hand.
Then the heart hurts.
He followed Jiang Tan and squatted down, gently holding her shoulder with his hand.
There were only two of them in the huge cemetery, and they could hear clearly even the sound of wind passing by.
"Mom and Dad." Jiang Tan's voice was choked with sobs. She said, "I'm having a good year. How about you? How are you doing this year?"
The space under the umbrella was only a square inch. Zhou Yinghuai could see the tears on Jiang Tan's face as long as he turned his face slightly.
Zhou Yinghuai is used to seeing tears and weakness. Those who have failed often show this expression when their lives reach a desperate situation.
They may have been upper class people with countless possessions and unlimited glory, but the building will collapse and nothing will be left in the end. Zhou Yinghuai is used to seeing defeats, and he also knows that the most indispensable thing in this world is pain.
But this person is Jiang Tan.
It's his little epiphyllum.
So every tear made him feel distressed.
"I brought my boyfriend to see you today." Jiang Tan shed tears, but a genuine smile appeared on her lips. She gently held Zhou Yinghuai's hand at her side.
Her voice was hoarse and low: "He is very good to me. Don't worry, I am very happy."
Zhou Yinghuai could see all Jiang Tan's fragility and sadness, and also understood all her ups and downs.
She stumbled along the way, and she didn't know how much hard work it took to get to where she is today.
It happened that Zhou Yinghuai didn't understand before, so Jiang Tan suffered so much.
"From now on, I will take care of you." Zhou Yinghuai suddenly spoke, pulling Jiang Tan back from his thoughts.
He held Jiang Tan's hand, and under the woman's surprised and moved gaze, he took out the engagement ring he had prepared earlier in the morning from the pocket on the other side.
Jiang Tan saw the ring on Zhou Yinghuai's hand wrapped in a red velvet box. The box alone looked extremely delicate.
Jiang Tan seemed to have been hit by the head of a stick, and for a moment, he felt caught off guard.
Perhaps it was because the future mentioned by Zhou Yinghuai was so beautiful that when it actually appeared, it still seemed like an unreal illusion.
"You?" Jiang Tan was surprised for a moment and looked at him at a loss: "When... when did you prepare?"
"I told you that my engagement is real, and my desire to marry you is also real. So, Tantan, why do you think that I won't even prepare a ring for my fiancée?"
There is a soft smile in Zhou Yinghuai's eyebrows. He has elegant eyebrows. When he smiles like this, no girl will not be moved.
Jiang Tan looked at him for a long time, like a fool.
