Paranoid Chief: Women, you can never run away

Chapter 545 The Graveyard
Tang Xiaonuan looked at him, Yu Kongchen had already known that she was from the Tang family.Does that mean he knows more?
"I don't want to lie to you." Yu Kongchen said seriously: "I did know about your life experience a long time ago, but I don't want you to get involved in the Tang family's affairs."

"I still don't remember what happened after I was eight years old." Tang Xiaonuan leaned against him and said, "Let's take it slowly, I don't blame you for keeping things from me, I want to visit my father today. "

The Tang family has a cemetery dedicated to the Tang family.

Yu Kongchen took Xiao Nuan out, and Xiao Nuan whispered, "My father must miss me very much."

When she knew that she was not Tang's father and Tang's mother's biological daughter, she still wondered why her biological parents abandoned her for a while.Thinking about it now, I still feel guilty.

Dad loved her so much, but she chose to forget him in order to protect herself.And it took so many years to remember, if it wasn't for the newspaper sent by Wu Xinling, she probably wouldn't be able to remember it.

As for her mother, Tang Xiaonuan still remembers it to this day.The way Wu Xinai's car drove away, she walked so simply.

Her relationship with her mother has been mediocre since she was a child, and her father handles all her affairs.With her father around, she didn't feel anything.But when her mother left, she still felt very sad.

"We will often visit him in the future." Yu Kongchen said while holding her hand tightly.

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The cemetery was far away, and it took them more than an hour to get there.

There was cold rain yesterday, the ground was a bit slippery, and the air on the mountain was also cold.

Yu Kongchen held Xiao Nuan's hand and walked up slowly, then said: "Xiao Nuan, tell me about your childhood."

"When I was a child..." Xiaonuan thought for a while and said, "My father said that I came to the United States when I was three years old, and I have been living in the United States since then. Then when I returned to China during the holidays, my father took me everywhere. turn around."

She slowly talked about some things in her childhood, and her memory gradually became vivid.

For example, when she fell while learning roller skating, her father encouraged her to learn to be brave.But I still felt distressed when I put the medicine on her leg, so I specially found the medicine to remove the scar.

She could never learn to swim, and her father did not force her.Every time she swims, she gets into the lifebuoy, and her father drags her to play.

When I go to the playground, I will make a merry-go-round with my dad.When playing air guns, Dad is so good that he can get the biggest bear for her.

Fragmentary memories are all about her childhood.

But the good things were too short, and the car accident took everything away.

After more than ten years, the impact of that car accident on her has long since lost that much influence.

Maybe this is the power of time, which can dilute all the sorrows.

"When I climbed out of the window, my father was still smiling at me." Tang Xiaonuan said in a low voice, "Maybe he couldn't hold on at that time."

Tang Chengde bled a lot and was very weak.He still watched Xiao Nuan crawl out before he dared to die.

Maybe he was thinking at that time, my daughter, Dad can't accompany you on the journey, you must grow up healthy and happy.

"Be more delicate when you are young." Yu Kongchen asked her to pay attention to the road under her feet, and said: "It's better to be more delicate, and you will be more dependent on me."

Tang Xiaonuan touched his arm lightly, and whispered, "I'll introduce you to Dad later."

Before they came, they had already asked about the location of Tang Chengde's cemetery, and after another turn, they arrived at the place.

"I chose the photo on Dad's tombstone." Xiao Nuan wanted to say something more, but her footsteps stopped suddenly.

And Wu Xinling was standing in front of Tang Chengde's tomb, looking at the photo above, seemingly absent-minded.

(End of this chapter)