Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

He is very full of to protect her peaceful, how can she only see the hatred of full, I can't see those who love her behind it ...

She is now lucky, not only hate, but also more important family, friendship, love.

"Sweetheart, you said this, I am jealous of him."

It is also clear that in the world of love, there is no reason for any reason.

She didn't have a step earlier, so I just met the other party.

In the undead time, the human journey is so lonely, but because we have a companionship that we love the person, the loneliness and non-fun journey will also become extra thrilling and stimulation.

"Tough, there will always be one day, you will meet that, people who belong to you."

Strictly smile, he thinks about it in his heart, I have already met.

It's just that she is already.

Even the chance of being a spare tire is not willing to give him.

"Well, okay, I understand, thank you, sweetheart, you are a good girl, you deserve everything in this world."

Ye Xiangxin smiled, she was sorbingly asked, "I can help me see a bookstore? I have an urgent matter, I want to go out."

"Well, no problem."

Severe, I don't ask where to go, what to do.

Ye Xiangxin took a small bag, out of the bookstore, she stopped a car and went to the cemetery.

Ye Sweethe is directly found the head of the cemetery, she wants to buy a cemetery.

What is money is natural, it's hard to get a sweet heart.

In terms of the cemetery, some people will directly give Ye Sweethe, responsible for the production of the tombstone asking, "on the tombstone, what word are you ready to engrave?"

"Nothing is written."

The tombstone is well, Ye Xiangxin does not know what feng shui, she only knows, look at this place to stand, just able to see a lake in the lake.

The sun shines on the lake, and the lake of the reflection is like a gemstone that will shine.

Ye Xiangxin put the picture of himself this morning, put it in the tomb.

She is in front of her hands, calmly standing in front of the tombstone.

Here, it is the place where she is used to miss my children.

I have.

My kind.

No matter who your father is?

You are my child.

You are pregnant with my tires in October, and I will take care of my son.

My kind, my mother loves you.

Ye Sweets were alone in front of the tombstone, and she didn't say a word, but a deep and gentle staring at this block of wordless tombstones.

The more the sun is raised.

Ye Sweet Heart is from the cemetery, the cemetery is far from the city.

What to take a taxi, you have to touch your luck, Ye Xiangxin is preparing to go to the bus station desk, and other buses.

"Hey ..." The sound of the car horn rang again.

Ye Xiangxin turned, only a black car, slowly parked on the roadside, the people driving, not someone, but Xie Xing River.

"Sweetheart, how are you here?" Xie Xinghe asked.

The sweetness of the leaves, "Sonance, I came to see a cemetery."

About Ye Xixin's family, Xie Xinghe also knows one or two. He thought that Ye Xiangxin came to see the cemetery for the grandmother, and naturally, it is not good to ask this question.

"Sweetheart, get on the bus, I will go back to the city."

"Thank you, sister."

Ye Sweetheart opened the door and sat down.

Xie Xinghe aimed at a li-heart from the rearview mirror, he asked, "Sweetheart, I listen to the star Chen, you have grown up from small and grandmother, then do you know who your father is?"