The years urged people to grow old, seven years have not seen, Commander Gu seems to be in his twenties.

The hair is all white, and there is no kind of majesty and dedication on the face, and only the old and empty vast.

This is his only son, the white -headed person send a black head, can you not be sad?

Mrs. Mo is also older, but after all, she has experienced a lot of wind frost, so she can carry a heavy blow. The bottom of the eyes is calm and peaceful.

Yao Luo Luo is a lot more plump than before, and the eyebrows are also a faint relief. It seems that after Gu Xiuji let go, she also found her own happiness. [

"Child, you are here, let him go to Zhuxiang, you will be disappeared in the past seven years. If he knows, he must be worried about you." Mrs. Mo said lightly.

Give her the incense that has been ignited.

Ye Chuqing trembled and picked up the incense, her eyes were hazy, and she couldn't speak.

Her eyes fell on the blurred tombstone, and the familiar face was scarred across her, and she became clear in front of her.

She suddenly felt like a knife cut.

I never thought that one day she met Si when she met.

The yin and yang are separated, and she can only insert a fragrant incense in front of his tomb, but she can't even see it for the last side.

Is the affectionate person really responding that: love is deep, and wisdom will hurt.

But the owner was obviously her, because she had always been sorry for him, and she owed him.

Why did he use his life to make himself in the end.

Ye Chuqing kneeled in front of the tombstone, holding his tombstone, crying with his head pain.

Mo Fengya bent her waist heartache, holding her trembling shoulders.

Feng Ziyan, Yu Zitong, they put the flower bouquet worshiped things, and they burned paper money.

Commander Gu walked to the tomb and poured a glass of wine. The old voice was full of sluggishness: "Son, have you seen it? She came to worship you, you should be at ease!

You should also feel comforted. "

Ye Chuqing looked up with tears and looked at Commander Gu guilt. For the first time, he felt unable to face this old man.

"Commander Gu, right, sorry ..."

Except sorry, she didn't know what to say to this old man who was lost?

At that time, their father and son were short long, and Gu Xiuji felt a little father's love.

But why is God so cruel and not even a warm day. [
Chapter completed!