You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1171: Cry if you want to cry

So Yan Jingxue did all the things that he was supposed to do by himself.

He finds him extremely useless.

Have you agreed to protect Yan Jingxue from the wind and rain?

Everything makes Yan Jingxue charge, so what's the use of Yan Jingxue wanting him as a man?

He thought about it and thought about Gu Junzhu's group of friends.

Gu Junzhu is also in the business circle, but many of his friends are in the political and military circles.

And they are the top ones in those circles. When you make a phone call, the director of the police department and the director of the civil affairs department will respectfully come out to greet them.

He decided to accompany his master to gatherings more often in the future to get to know more people from the political and military circles.

If something like today happens in the future, Yan Jingxue must never be asked to find someone else.

He can't afford to lose this man!

After the two received their marriage certificates, they bought chrysanthemums and offerings and went to the tomb of Mr. Yan.

Yan Jingxue put the chrysanthemum and the offerings in front of the tombstone, knelt down in front of the tombstone, and opened her and Han Zuo's marriage certificate, as if her grandfather was sitting across from her, she smiled and let her grandpa see.

"Grandpa, see? I'm married to brother Azuo! Brother Azuo is a good man, he treats me very well, I'm very happy with him, he will take care of me for grandpa in the future, you can rest assured grandpa! "She looked at the kind and kind old man in the photo of the tombstone, smiling, but tears in her eyes.

Han Zuo knelt beside her, put his arms around her shoulders and let her lean in his arms. He also looked at the picture of the old man on the tombstone and said solemnly: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely help you. Take good care of Xiaoxue, and never break your promise for the rest of your life!"

Yan Jingxue tilted her head to look at him and smiled, but tears rolled down her cheeks.

She tried her best to endure it, her lips and shoulders shivering, but tears still fell in disobedience.

"Cry if you want to cry." Han Zuo took her into his arms and kissed her. "It's alright, just cry if you want. It will make you feel better when you cry."

Yan Jingxue finally couldn't help it and burst into tears.

She doesn't want to bring her sad and negative emotions to those around her.

Usually, she kept herself in check, trying not to think about the fact that her grandfather had left her.

But at this moment, facing her grandfather's tombstone, she couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.

She will never see her grandpa again.

She doesn't have a grandpa.

The pain of losing a loved one is like a heart-wrenching pain.

Han Zuo patted her and kissed her, "It's okay, you still have me, Xiaoxue, I'm here, I'll always be there..."

Yan Jingxue cried for a long time before she gradually stopped crying.

Since her grandfather left, there seems to be something stuck in her chest. She can't get up and down. It makes her uncomfortable.

I cried a lot, my head hurts, my eyes hurt, my throat hurts, my whole body hurts, but the stuff in my chest disappears.

She wiped her tears, put her hands on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

Straightening up, she touched the photo on the tombstone and said with a smile: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely be happy. At this time next year, brother Azuo and I may have a baby. You will love him when he comes to see you."

Having said this, Yan Jingxue's tears fell again.

If only she had met Han Zuo sooner.

Then she must have married Han Zuo long ago, and then gave birth to a baby for grandpa to hold.

It's a pity that the moon is short and the moon is full.