Daddy, Here Is Mommy

After arriving here, Nan Huaijin put down his identity and his tone became more amiable.    

"Second Young Master, I am doing very well. I don't need to eat or wear anything everyday, how can I not be good?"    

Abel laughed until the wrinkles around his eyes deepened.    

The environment of the pine garden was quiet and peaceful, and the air was extremely good. But in the end, it was still a private cemetery, so the Yin Qi was rather heavy. Most people didn't want to keep watch here all the time. Abel had been here for thirty years, in return for saving his life.    

"Abel, this place is a little deserted after all. I'll arrange for two more people to come over tomorrow so we can have a chat. "    

Nan Huaijin said warmly as he looked at Abel's hunched body.    

"Second Young Master, I'm fine by myself. "Don't worry, I promised the Old Master that I would stay here with him for fifty years …"    

As he spoke, Abel's heart ached and tears began to flow from his eyes.    

"..."    

Nan Huaijin lightly patted his shoulder and then placed his hands behind his back as he stepped onto the marble staircase.    

The street lamps on both sides were dim and yellow.    

The sad fog gave off a chill under the dim light.    

Nan Huaijin put the thin windbreaker that the guard handed to him into the car and wore only a thin shirt. Except for the chauffeur, who was waiting in the car, all the security guards followed him.    

Even if this was a private cemetery of Bo Family, the security was tight. But his status was noble, and nothing could go wrong.    

The guards kept their pace low and did not make too much noise.    

Nan Huaijin was the first to arrive in front of his parents' tomb. He stood there silently.    

The night wind gradually grew stronger.    

Rain began to fall in droplets from the sky.    

A guard approached and opened a large black umbrella behind him.    

"All of you, leave. I want to be alone for a while."    

"Sir, the temperature has dropped."    

The guard holding the umbrella took two steps back, while the other guard stepped forward, holding the thin coat Nan Huaijin had left on the car.    

"You may leave."    

Nan Huaijin waved his hand at them and said in a low voice.    

The guards didn't dare to say anything and all retreated to a secluded area.    

The rain fell on Nan Huaijin's hair and quickly condensed into droplets of water. The wind caressed the corners of his ears. It was rather cold.    

The night was long and the air was heavy.    

Nan Huaijin's heart also became heavy.    

"Second Uncle …"    

Under the low pressure, the voice of a young boy could be heard.    

"Yunfei?"    

Nan Huaijin turned his head slightly and looked to the side.    

"Second Uncle, put on your clothes first."    

Bo Yunfei walked over slowly and unfurled Nan Huaijin's coat and draped it over his body.    

This time, Nan Huaijin did not refuse.    

Bo Yunfei suddenly came over. He didn't want to ask and knew that Yuwen Feng asked him to come over.    

"Yunfei, when are we going back to school?"    

Nan Huaijin slightly pulled the collar of his coat and slowly turned around with his back facing his parents' tombstone.    

"The day after tomorrow."    

Bo Yunfei also turned around.    

"Study hard."    

Nan Huaijin looked forward. The view was not bad, but the mountains at the far end of the mountain range were now completely dark. Not far away, a new grave entered his sight.    

Bo Yuheng was buried there.    

"Second Uncle, don't worry. I will definitely study hard."    

Bo Yunfei said confidently.    

Despite the dim light, his young and immature face was still full of vitality.    

"Yunfei, do you hate Second Uncle?"    

Nan Huaijin looked at Bo Yuheng's tombstone with a complicated expression.    

"Second Uncle, I've never hated you. "My father, he …"    

Bo Yunfei turned to the side and said something. Then, he stopped what he was about to say.    

"I know, your sister always hated me."