After a while, another "Yiyayaya" sound came, which was vague.

The little guy couldn't say anything, but despite this, Ning An could hear it with a satisfying smile on his face.

"Miss Ning, Xiao Candy didn't cry today, she's very well-behaved."

"Youyou, mom will be able to go home to see you tomorrow. Do you miss mom?" Ning An grabbed the phone, with a loving smile in his eyes.

The little guy didn't respond, and Ning An was still talking to her quietly: "Mom is here to see your father. I wonder if you will hate your mother for giving birth to you in the future, but you can't give you fatherly love. But Mom likes you very much. You must stay by your mother's side and don't leave."

Don't leave.

She could no longer bear the number of people leaving.

Both of his parents died since childhood, and Song Shaoyan also left.

Her grandfather is also older, but fortunately Xiao Candy is with her.

The little guy on the other end naturally couldn't understand what Ning An was saying, but she would laugh when she heard Ning An's voice.

Ning An was very grateful to Shao Jun and stopped her in time when she was about to have an abortion.

Without Shao Jun, there would be no small candy that was born peacefully.

She never asked for the gift that man gave her, and she never wore the only skirt after wearing it once.

But the little candy was the last gift he gave her and the best gift, which she received.

Her eyes fell on the tombstone outside the window, and there was a deep tranquility in her eyes, like the sky, quiet and peaceful.

"Little Candy, he is your father." Ning An said quietly.

The little guy on the other end moved his lips and waved his hands around.

"Mom will go home now."

In front of the tombstone, Gu Huiyin was still standing, as if talking to Song Shaoyan.

Ning An no longer wants to get involved in anything, she has to go back to New York.

When people live, they must always look forward.

After hanging up the phone, she took a last look at the cemetery.

The sun is sunny and shines brightly.

"Shao Yan, I'm leaving, I won't come in the future." Ning An touched the corner of her lips slightly. She knew that he didn't want to see her, "I will take good care of Xiao Candy."

At the end, she withdrew her gaze and started the car.

The black car was like a dot, gradually driving down the mountain and leaving the cemetery.

Everything here is so calm and does not cause ripples.

Her heart was empty, and her memory in this city added another touch of color.

Ning An frowned tiredly.

From last night, she arrived, from standing late at night to early morning, her head hurt.

His hands were trembling a little too.

Song Shaoyan's face always appears in front of me from time to time.

After driving a long road, Ning'an felt that he could not drive any more, and something would happen if he continued like this.

She parked the car on the side of the road, lying on the steering wheel, silent.

This section of the road is far from the cemetery, but her heart is still beating violently.

There was a fishy and sweet smell in my throat, and it surged up.

She knew it was blood.

After calming for a few minutes and calming down, she called Song Shaojun.

"An An! Where are you?" Song Shaojun answered the phone almost quickly, his tone of being rarely anxious.

"I'm in the capital, it's okay." Ning An suppressed his emotions and "send Shao Yan for the last journey."

Song Shaojun was mentally prepared, and he had almost guessed the answer.

He nodded: "Have you seen it?"

"Um."

"Are you feeling good? Just cry if you want to cry, or go back to New York, I'm still here."
Chapter completed!