Miller
What a perfect story. Shi Xiaonian looked at Mu Qianchu. She especially wanted to believe Mu Qianchu's words.
Because she was so trusting in the past, she felt that she could trust Mu Qianchu even if she didn't trust anyone in the world, because he was Mu Qianchu, the Mu Qianchu she had taken care of for many years.
Gentle, polite and kind.
But how could she deceive herself now? When something happened to the Xi family, something happened to Gong Ou too? How could she deceive herself that there was no connection here and that everything had nothing to do with Mu Qianchu.
"What about Miller?"
Shi Xiaonian asked.
Mu Qianchu observed Shi Xiaonian's expression with deep meaning in his eyes, "According to the rules, I have already executed him, along with his gang members."
"Death without evidence?"
Shi Xiaonian said, her white lips trembling.
That's too late.
She rushed over desperately but it was too late. It was too late to do anything.
"I have asked people to record Miller's evidence. You can look at it at any time, or do you not believe in my ability to do things?" Mu Qianchu stared at her with his eyes lowered, paused, and then suddenly asked, "Xiao Nian , who do you think those people who want to save my uncle are, good people or bad people?"
Is this a disguised temptation
He was testing whether the rescuers were sent by Gong Ou and whether she had been notified.
For the first time, Shi Xiaonian began to wonder about the meaning behind Mu Qianchu's words. She shook her head, "I don't know, how could I know. I only know that my father is dead and we haven't even known each other for a year." .I want to cry, but I can’t cry..."
At the end of the sentence, Shi Xiaonian's voice was completely hoarse in her throat, and she couldn't finish a whole sentence at all.
Mu Qianchu looked at her distressedly, stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, and patted her back gently, "Okay, okay, if you can't stop crying, stop crying. I will always be with you, Xiao Nian."
“…”
Shi Xiaonian didn't push away his embrace. She leaned on his shoulder, her body was shaking violently, and her hands and feet were cold.
Shi Di stood aside to accompany Xu Bingxin, raised her eyes to look at the two people hugging each other, and lowered her eyes silently, neither making any noise nor making a fuss.
The funeral continues.
Many people from the Xi family came and walked into the church in groups to bow to Xi Jitao's body. They all treated Mu Qianchu with respect and obedience.
People came in one after another.
Shi Xiaonian and Xu Bingxin stood nearby, each holding a candlestick in their hands. The condolences came forward with garbage, borrowed a white candle from their candlestick, and then walked up to them and set the candle up. on the ground.
The church was filled with candles.
The nuns kept chanting scriptures, hoping that God would have mercy on Xi Jitao.
Xu Bingxin was extremely grieved, but she couldn't lose her attitude as the head of the house, so she could only endure it and stood there sobbing softly.
Shi Xiaonian stood beside her, holding a pure gold candlestick in both hands. For some reason, she didn't shed a single tear. She couldn't cry even though she was so uncomfortable.
The number of candles on the ground is still increasing at a visible rate.
The lights in the church were not bright, but there were countless candles swaying on the ground.
The funeral process was long and complicated.
"boom."
A loud noise sounded next to Shi Xiaonian, Xu Bingxin suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, and the candlestick in his hand fell out.
The whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone looked over with wide eyes in shock.
“…”
When Shi Xiaonian lowered her eyes and looked at her unconscious mother, she found that she was not surprised at all.
On the contrary, she was the calmest of them all. She stopped someone from forcibly grabbing her mother and said calmly, "No one should touch her. Call the doctor."
"Yes, Miss."
Xu Bingxin only fainted because she was too excited.
Mu Qianchu carried Xu Bingxin into the bedroom. Shi Xiaonian declined his escort and said calmly, "Qianchu, you should be busy with the funeral. I want to be with my mother."
"Okay." Mu Qianchu didn't insist and took a box of medicine to Shi Xiaonian, "You can take this box of medicine to calm your mind. My aunt has suffered from mild depression. Let her take it when she wakes up. This way She’ll feel better.”
"Thanks."
Shi Xiaonian said.
"Then I'm going out and you can take a rest."
Mu Qianchu said, walking out and reaching out to close the door, but he still couldn't help but look inside.
Shi Xiaonian stood in front of the bed, holding the bottle of medicine tightly with her fingers. Under her long black hair, there was no expression on her face.
Rather than being expressionless, it is better to say that she is numb. Now Shi Xiaonian is like a puppet, her eyes are dull and empty, without any soul. When she was painting, her eyes were full of aura, but now there is nothing.
Mu Qianchu frowned and reached out to close the door.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Shi Xiaonian turned around and walked to the window. Looking down from the window, it was already late at night, but there were lights and people everywhere. They gathered in twos and threes and talked about something.
They are all from the Xi family.
No, they are all Mu Qianchu’s people.
She looked down at the medicine in her hand.
The medicine given by Mu Qianchu.
Shi Xiaonian walked to the bed and sat down, then took out a few boxes of medicine from her bag and placed them on the bedside, which she had brought for her mother before she came.
As for this medicine…
She opened the drawer and put the medicine box inside. Just as she was about to close the drawer, Xiaonian saw a piece of paper folded inside, with the wrinkles on it being carefully stroked over and over again.
Shi Xiaonian picked up the paper and opened it.
It is the love words from my father to my mother, a romantic Italian love motto.
Hold your hand and grow old together.
When I was little, I thought, my mother must take it out and read it often.
Xu Bingxin fell asleep on the bed.
Shi Xiaonian watched her quietly. She seemed to have aged a lot overnight. Her face was covered with dried tears, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes became more and more obvious.
"Mom, you have to be good, you know?"
Shi Xiaonian said softly that she really couldn't withstand a bigger blow.
Her father left, but she couldn't even grieve too hard because she still needed to think. She thought over and over again what Mong Ou would do if he were here.
She must find a way to take her mother away from here. What about Gong Ou? Could Gong Ou have been taken away by Mu Qianchu
What would happen if it fell into the hands of Mu Qianchu
Shi Xiaonian couldn't imagine it.
After Xu Bingxin woke up, she was much calmer than before. At the same time, Xiaonian finished Xi Jitao's posthumous affairs together.
The Xi family evacuated part of the island.
After walking out of the high city wall, Shi Xiaonian stood on the beach holding the urn, her black skirt fluttering in the wind. Xu Bingxin held the ashes in her hands, and the wind blew the ashes into the blue sea.
"Why sprinkle it in the sea?"
Shi Xiaonian asked. She still had no tears, but her eyes were very red and bloodshot. She hugged the urn tightly with both hands.
Xu Bingxin continued to grab a handful of ashes and let them fly.
Hearing Shi Xiaonian's question, Xu Bingxin turned to look at her, "I used to like swimming in the sea. Your father said that the sea is immortal. From now on, our ashes will be scattered here, and then we can I have been swimming in the direction of the current."
Xu Bingxin had a smile on her face when she said this. She looked at the sea with yearning in her eyes, and her whole face glowed.
"very romantic."
Shi Xiaonian said softly.
She had only known her ancestors for a short time, and she had always thought that her parents were married and respected each other like ice. Only now did she understand that there was a kind of emotion that no one else could understand.
"Yes, your father is rarely so romantic, so I remember every word he said."
Xu Bingxin said with a smile, scattering all the ashes in her hands into the sea and letting the ashes go away with the water.
Shi Xiaonian stared at the ashes flying in the wind, and the dazzling sunlight blurred her eyes.
My father just left.
She didn't know why she couldn't cry. Maybe she still refused to accept the fact. She felt everything was like a dream.
A very false dream.
When she wakes up from the dream, Gong Ou will kiss her on the eyes, and her father will peel an apple for her to eat.
Xu Bingxin turned her head, feeling a little distressed when she saw Xiaonian's empty eyes, and said softly, "The funeral has passed, Xiaonian, don't be sad. Your father left you selfishly, but as a daughter, you have to Be happy for him, his people travel along the water and enjoy the beautiful scenery, and his soul will live happily in heaven.”
"I don't feel sorry for my father's selfishness."
Shi Xiaonian said.
Who does she have to blame her father? Now she is carrying endless guilt.
If it weren't for her, how could these things happen? If she had never existed in this world, Mu Qianchu would not even have anything to do with the Xi family.
"Xiao Nian, feel happy for him, God will bless him." Xu Bingxin said.
Shi Xiaonian shook his head, "Sorry, mother, I can't be happy."
She prayed to God to protect her father, and to bring all disasters to her in exchange for peace and happiness for the people she cared about.
“…”
Xu Bingxin looked at her, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, leaving only a sigh.
After scattering the ashes, the mother and daughter walked back.
Shi Di and several of his men followed them closely.
Shi Xiaonian asked Xu Bingxin, "Mom, when I came back before, I saw you signed some document. What was it?"
"It's a document that supports Mu Qianchu to take charge of the Xi family in my name."
Xu Bingxin said calmly without any worries.
really.
Now the Xi family has changed their surname to Mu.
Shi Xiaonian didn't show anything on her face, she just said calmly, "Didn't I say you'll sign it after I come back?"
Xu Bingxin walked beside her and said, "It was very chaotic at the time. You couldn't answer the phone on the plane, your father's body was brought back, and Mu Qianchu punished the traitor Miller in anger, but he was not Xi after all. As the successor of the family, if you do this, there will always be objections, and even the funeral will be difficult to hold for a while, so I signed it so that Qianchu can do things smoothly and smoothly."
yes.
Now it's completely unobstructed.
When Xiao Nian lowered her eyes, the hand on her side could not help but grasp the black skirt. As she walked forward, there was a sound. (To be continued)