Chapter 2904 - Fried bean sprouts with scallions: End (3)

Xin Ya sat down beside him. Ye Cong felt sorry for her.

"Do you know why there are only my and Ye Yuwei's names on the Tombstone?"Ye Cong leaned against the tombstone. Even though it had been decades, it was still clearly engraved in his memory.

Xin Ya shook her head.

Ye Cong reached out to hold her hand and placed it on his knee.

"When Yuwei was 13 years old, the orphanage was on fire. Other than Yuwei and the other arsonist, mother Ye and all the children in the orphanage did not survive."

"AH…"Xin ya cried out and covered her mouth.

"At that time, I was already taken away by my father. When I heard the news about the orphanage, everything was in ruins,"ye Cong said in a self-deprecating tone, "Chen Tong said that I was quite pitiful, didn't she?"Ye Cong suddenly looked at Xin Ya.

Xin Ya nodded instinctively. Her father did not love her, but she still had to struggle with death training every day just to live. How could she not be miserable?

"Actually, the happiest period of my life was given to me by Mother Ye and Yuwei. It was when we were in the orphanage. At that time, Yuwei was completely different from now. She was a soft little bun that anyone could bully."Thinking of the past.., ye Cong smiled. "Those two years became my support for many years. Because I wanted to come back, because I wanted to come back to look for them. So no matter how tired I was, no matter how cruel it was, I could endure it."

Xin Ya suddenly reached out and hugged ye Cong's shoulder. Her heart ached for him.

Ye Cong chuckled and held her hand that was hugging his shoulder. "Actually, the happiest thing in a person's life is to have a goal to live for. If you don't even have a goal, that would be the most pitiful thing. So, I am not that pitiful."

"I will accompany you from now on,"Xin ya said in a muffled voice. She had made up her mind that she would definitely treat him better in the future.

"Okay,"ye Cong said in a low voice, agreeing to her promise.

Xin Ya raised her head and looked at the woman on the tombstone. In her heart, she swore that she would give him the home that mother ye had once given him.

God had already owed him too much.

"Is that why you and young mistress have been working so hard to provide social assistance to the orphanage all these years?"Xin Ya looked down at Ye Cong. She knew that ye Yuwei often went to the orphanage and helped the children there.

"When I have time, I will bring you to the orphanage to take a look,"ye Cong said as he lowered his head and kissed Xin ya on the back of her hand.

Xin Ya nodded. "In the future, we'll also come to visit mom often."

"Okay."Ye Cong was surprisingly easy-going today, and he was much gentler than usual.

The two of them stayed at the cemetery until the sun set before returning.

Xin Ya wanted to go back and cook, but ye Cong stopped her because he had ordered Xin ya not to enter the kitchen again.

Xin Ya secretly rolled her eyes. "But I like to cook, especially for you."

In one sentence, she had perfectly pleased ye Cong. This seemed to be acceptable.

In order to accommodate Xin ya, the production team moved up most of her scenes. Xin Ya, who was supposed to be with the production team for four months, became the first to finish filming.

It was mid-september, when the autumn tiger was at its strongest.

Xin Ya and Ye Cong drove back to Xin Ya's hometown.

Xin Miao called her sister on purpose. They drove, and her sister and brother-in-law just went home. It was obviously on purpose.

Xin Ya didn't care about her sister's squeaking. It would be good if she could go home.

It was just that the feeling of going home this time was completely different from the last time. In the past, she was alone, and she brought ye Cong with her during the New Year. This time, there was another little guy in her belly.

Xin Ya reached out and held ye Cong's right hand that was on the side of the car. Ye Cong turned his head and saw that little face that no longer had any hint of fawning or caution. It was the smile that was specially displayed for him.

He curved his lips slightly and held her hand back. At this point in his life, he had no regrets.