Chapter: 900
Fu Xiaoyao hummed, and wanted to say something.
Lu Hanchuan stopped abruptly, "Here we are."
"What's here?" Fu Xiaoyao was caught off guard and bumped into his back.
Lu Hanchuan stood very steady. Even if he was hit by her, he didn't move at all. On the contrary, he turned his hand to his back very calmly to support her shoulders, avoiding the possibility of her being bumped back.
"I'll bring you here, the person I want to meet is her." Lu Hanchuan looked at the tombstone in front of him.
Hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao stopped rubbing her forehead, walked out from behind him, and followed his gaze.
When she saw the temporary new tombstone, she was startled for a moment, and then carefully looked at the name on the tombstone.
"Ye Lan..." Fu Xiaoyao read the above name slowly, but for no reason, her eyes suddenly turned red.
Seeing her like this, Lu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Are you crying?"
Fu Xiaoyao's lips moved, "I don't want to cry, but I don't know why, I feel so uncomfortable."
Not only uncomfortable, but also an unspeakable emotion, sour, astringent, swollen
She couldn't help but reached out and stroked the word Ye Lan on the tombstone. When touching, her hands were trembling.
"I think the name Ye Lan is so kind." Fu Xiaoyao closed her eyes, "It seems that I should know her, Hanchuan, tell me who she is? Why did you bring me to see her? Does she have anything to do with me? ? Or, who is she to me?"
She was a little excited, and there was a bit of urgency in her eyes.
I desperately want to know the identity of this Ye Lan.
She has such complicated emotions for this Ye Lan, which is enough to show that this Ye Lan has something to do with her, but she doesn't know what kind of relationship it is.
"Who is she, I can't tell you right now, but she is indeed related to you, and she is a very important person." Lu Hanchuan withdrew his hand and replied calmly.
"Very important person?" Fu Xiaoyao was obviously dissatisfied with this answer, her eyes sank, "Han Chuan, I remember you asked me, what should I do if my current family is not my real family? Well, could it be..."
"Okay." Lu Hanchuan interrupted her with an accentuated tone.
Fu Xiaoyao's face froze, and all the words were blocked in her throat.
Lu Hanchuan knew that his attitude was a little serious just now. After rubbing the center of his brows, he softened his voice, "Don't think too much, I just asked that question out of feeling, and it has no other meaning. As for Ye Lan, you will naturally know later. Give her the flowers now, and come and see her when you have time."
"En." Fu Xiaoyao twitched the corners of her mouth, reluctantly responded, then squatted down, and gently placed the flowers in her arms in front of the tombstone.
After putting it away, she stared at the name on the tombstone for a long time before standing up again.
"Why is there no photo?" Fu Xiaoyao asked, looking at the place where the photo should be posted on the tombstone.
Lu Hanchuan said, "It's been more than 20 years since she passed away. I don't know if there are any photos left." JrNovels.com
Lu Hanchuan stopped abruptly, "Here we are."
"What's here?" Fu Xiaoyao was caught off guard and bumped into his back.
Lu Hanchuan stood very steady. Even if he was hit by her, he didn't move at all. On the contrary, he turned his hand to his back very calmly to support her shoulders, avoiding the possibility of her being bumped back.
"I'll bring you here, the person I want to meet is her." Lu Hanchuan looked at the tombstone in front of him.
Hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao stopped rubbing her forehead, walked out from behind him, and followed his gaze.
When she saw the temporary new tombstone, she was startled for a moment, and then carefully looked at the name on the tombstone.
"Ye Lan..." Fu Xiaoyao read the above name slowly, but for no reason, her eyes suddenly turned red.
Seeing her like this, Lu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Are you crying?"
Fu Xiaoyao's lips moved, "I don't want to cry, but I don't know why, I feel so uncomfortable."
Not only uncomfortable, but also an unspeakable emotion, sour, astringent, swollen
She couldn't help but reached out and stroked the word Ye Lan on the tombstone. When touching, her hands were trembling.
"I think the name Ye Lan is so kind." Fu Xiaoyao closed her eyes, "It seems that I should know her, Hanchuan, tell me who she is? Why did you bring me to see her? Does she have anything to do with me? ? Or, who is she to me?"
She was a little excited, and there was a bit of urgency in her eyes.
I desperately want to know the identity of this Ye Lan.
She has such complicated emotions for this Ye Lan, which is enough to show that this Ye Lan has something to do with her, but she doesn't know what kind of relationship it is.
"Who is she, I can't tell you right now, but she is indeed related to you, and she is a very important person." Lu Hanchuan withdrew his hand and replied calmly.
"Very important person?" Fu Xiaoyao was obviously dissatisfied with this answer, her eyes sank, "Han Chuan, I remember you asked me, what should I do if my current family is not my real family? Well, could it be..."
"Okay." Lu Hanchuan interrupted her with an accentuated tone.
Fu Xiaoyao's face froze, and all the words were blocked in her throat.
Lu Hanchuan knew that his attitude was a little serious just now. After rubbing the center of his brows, he softened his voice, "Don't think too much, I just asked that question out of feeling, and it has no other meaning. As for Ye Lan, you will naturally know later. Give her the flowers now, and come and see her when you have time."
"En." Fu Xiaoyao twitched the corners of her mouth, reluctantly responded, then squatted down, and gently placed the flowers in her arms in front of the tombstone.
After putting it away, she stared at the name on the tombstone for a long time before standing up again.
"Why is there no photo?" Fu Xiaoyao asked, looking at the place where the photo should be posted on the tombstone.
Lu Hanchuan said, "It's been more than 20 years since she passed away. I don't know if there are any photos left." JrNovels.com
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