"A lot of things have been confiscated, and the weight is enough to carry the death penalty. Don't worry." Qin Chu said slowly.
Huo Mian nodded and said nothing.
"Sister, I'm a little sleepy. Let's go upstairs first."
"Zhixin..." Huo Mian stood up nervously.
"Sister, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I won't be overwhelmed. I still have you and my mother to take care of. I just want to be alone for a while."
"Okay... you have to cheer up... you have to live like a man."
Huo Mian knew that for 19-year-old Zhixin, losing a loved one was a very painful thing.
She was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on...
Zhixin nodded, and Yang Meirong wiped her tears, "You said Xiaoyue looks so good, why does he hang out with those people? And he hid it from us and refused to help. It's a pity. He is only 21 Years old, I always thought she could be a daughter-in-law for our family.”
"Mom... people can't be resurrected after death, so don't feel bad. Take a good look at Zhixin."
"Well, you two should go back quickly. You have bags under your eyes. Have you not slept well in how many days?"
Yang Meirong looked at Huo Mian distressedly...
When Qin Chu pulled Huo Mian into the car, Qin Chu suddenly asked, "Honey, did you crash the car today?"
"kindness."
"Are you okay?"
"No, it's just my car money..."
"It's okay. You can go to the 4S shop to repair it."
"After I crashed my car today, I happened to meet Su Yu, and he came over to help me out." Huo Mian said proactively.
"Yes." Qin Chu nodded.
He was very comforted by Huo Mian's honesty to him...
"Wife..."
"kindness?"
"I know you feel sad... but we still have to think about it..."
"I know, I'm sad but I can adjust. I'm just afraid of Zhixin..."
"I think Zhixin may have matured a lot after this incident, so don't worry so much.
When the two returned home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Huo Mian's stomach growled with hunger.
Although she kept saying she had no appetite, Qin Chu still insisted on cooking her a bowl of ramen.
Then I coaxed her to eat a little bit...
After eating, Huo Mian nestled in Qin Chu's arms with a calm expression.
"Husband, if I die one day, will you miss me?"
"Won't."
"So heartless?" Huo Mian raised her head, obviously dissatisfied.
Qin Chu looked deeply into Huo Mian's eyes and said eight words quietly - you live, I live, you die, I die.
After hearing these words, Huo Mian was deeply shocked again...
She hugged Qin Chu's waist tightly with both hands...
Suddenly I felt that parting between life and death was really terrible, maybe it was just around the corner...
A fresh life may wither in an instant, and then never have the chance to meet again in a lifetime.
At eleven o'clock, Zhixin updated a circle of friends.
It posted a picture of a candle praying, and then wrote - In this world, except life and death, everything else is small. I hope you will never have pain from now on, and I hope you forget everything that should be forgotten.
Huo Mian felt a little distressed and sent a WeChat message.
"Zhixin, she will no longer suffer in heaven. You must express your condolences."
"Sister, I suddenly had an idea. I wonder if you would agree with me?" Zhixin replied.
"What?"
"I want to study abroad and leave this city for a while, otherwise I think I will die of heartache."
Zhixin only felt that Huang Yue's shadow was everywhere in this city, so he was very sad.
"when?"
"Now."
"Now?" Huo Mian was stunned.