The people inside saw her locked the car, and Han Yao got into the car with ease.

"Walk."

There was only one word, no extra words. At this time, Han Yao and her grandmother were completely different. Song Xingqi was in the driver's seat, looking at Han Yao with a cold face, and shook her head.

“Hook up the seat belt.”

After saying that, he drove away. Song Xingqi was one year older than Han Yao, twenty years older this year, and got her driver's license one year earlier than her. Today, because he happened to drive out, Han Yao asked her to pick her up.

“Where to go?”

Han Yao supported his chin with one hand and placed his elbow by the car window. Looking outside the car, he didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, he heard Song Xingqi's voice, looked at him, pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing his white teeth.

"Someone provoked me and gave me a war letter. How about it, together?"

Song Xingqi's forehead leaped,

"I'll say you are a girl, and you can't forget it if you have a man's name, why do you have the same temperament as a man?"

The name is even more manly than him, so how can people endure it?

"We have known each other for so many years, don't you know my personality? In a word, go or not!"

Song Xingqi tightened his hand holding the steering wheel, gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.

"Go, why don't you? I haven't had a fight for a long time. You're leaving tomorrow and you won't have a chance to fight in the future. Let's have fun today."

"Tell me, where is the location."

Han Yao reached out and smashed his shoulder.

"It's true that you're a good brother, go to the dock."

After driving for a while, Han Yao took a photo of Song Xingqi.

"It's better to go to the cemetery first. Let's go and see my mother first. Otherwise, if she looks like a slut and goes to see her, she will scold me again."

As she said these words with a smile, Song Xingqi did not see a trace of smile in Han Yao's eyes. She shook her shoulders and took her to the cemetery first.

Song Xingqi followed her in. After many twists and turns, she finally arrived at Han Yao's mother's grave.

Song Xingqi stood still, Han Yao stepped forward and squatted down, and took out a handkerchief from somewhere like a magic trick, gently wiped away the dust from the tombstone, and sat down after it was wiped clean.

Touching the photo on the tombstone, the woman in the photo seemed very quiet. Song Xingqi sighed. Who would have thought that Han Yao would become like that when she was still there? Song Xingqi couldn't think about it anymore and turned around and walked a little further.

Han Yao looked at the woman in the photo,

"Mom, your daughter will be in the army tomorrow. I guess she will rarely have the chance to see you in the future, so don't mind."

"It's too troublesome to buy flowers. I don't think you will like it either. In fact, every time you see me, as long as you don't scold me, it's good enough. You, remember to change your temper, otherwise how could an old man fall in love with you underground?"

"Hurry up and have a relationship, come to me less in the future. I will be busy in the future and have no time to talk to you."

...

Han Yao said a lot until it was a little dark, but he stood up and patted the mud on his pants.

"Okay, I'm leaving and going to do big things."

He turned around and left without hesitation. He didn't see Song Xingqi along the way. Later, he found him in the car and opened the door and sat in.

"Aren't you here with me? Why did you escape in the last battle?"

Song Xingqi smiled dryly,
Chapter completed!