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For Tang Li, the only promise Li Wenyan kept was to transfer Tang Yin's urn from Yanjiao to Fengqingyuan.
Even if this promise was obtained by her going to Xia's house for dinner.
Tang Li didn¡¯t know where Tang Yin was buried, so he could only look for her in rows.
Finally, she found Tang Yin¡¯s tombstone in the second row.
Compared with the tombstones on both sides, Tang Yin's tombstone is a bit simple. There is no photo and only a few large golden characters written on the tombstone are "Tang Yin's Tomb".
Tang Li placed a bunch of calla lilies in front of the tombstone. He did not stand up immediately, but looked at the tombstone and said, "I haven't come to see you all this time. Do you blame me?"
Tang Li sat next to the tombstone. He didn¡¯t shed any tears of sadness. He just sat quietly. After a long time, he spoke again: "Actually, I have something to ask you, but you can no longer answer me."
She turned her head and cast her eyes softly on the dark tombstone: "You asked me to come to the capital to find my father and gave me his address. When did you know his true identity? Since you know he has a wife and daughter, why didn't you tell me ?Are you afraid that I won¡¯t come to see him again, or you still have a little extravagant hope for him, thinking that he will miss your old relationship and treat your children well? "
As he spoke, Tang Li quietly said: "Sometimes I also wonder, if you had known that my father was not dead, that he had been cheating on your feelings, and that marrying you was just to complete the task as soon as possible, would you still have taken me away? born to?"
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be living so hard in southern Yunnan."
The lives of a single woman and a single mother and daughter are very different. Multiple children equals an additional burden.
Tang Li added: "It seems that not everyone is like me. Even though I have left, I can still come back here when I open my eyes. I hate everything about the Li family, but someone told me not to be blinded by hatred. He said that I I'm still young and he thinks I should grow up carefree."
"Actually, I have grown up, haven't I?" At this point, Tang Li slightly curved his lips: "If you were still here, would you also object to me liking a man who is more than ten years older than me?"
"Perhaps in the eyes of you adults, my thoughts are immature and impulsive, so he only treats me as a junior. If it weren't for him knowing you, he might not look at me more. He is so busy, but he is still willing to Reply my messages and call me, shouldn¡¯t I continue to disturb him?¡±
Under the sun, the mountain breeze blew over her cheek.
Tang Li looked at his mother's tombstone and spoke slowly: "But it seems a little difficult for me. Apart from you, he is the first person to be so good to me, even if it is because of you."
The calla lilies on the steps swayed their stems and leaves slightly in the wind.
The sun is setting over the western mountains, and the setting sun dyes half of the sky red.
Tang Li stood up and returned his eyes to the tombstone: "I originally wanted to take you back to southern Yunnan, but there is no suitable opportunity yet. I have found a good person and a place. Come back tomorrow and I will take you there. Leave Fengqing Garden."
The next day, the people Tang Li invited took out the urn from the stone tomb.
Tang Li never returned to school.
She put Tang Yin¡¯s urn into her bag and got on the long-distance bus to Qingyang City.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, Tang Li arrived at the foot of Fengyang Mountain.
The winding path paved with bluestone bricks could only be walked up the mountain. She looked up and saw the temple hidden on the top of the mountain.
Along the way, Tang Li didn¡¯t meet any pilgrims.
There seem to be very few people here. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com