Qi Lei silently watched Dongfang Liuyun's slender figure walk down the high stairs, gradually drifting away, and finally disappeared under the stairs. It took him a long time to recover, and he turned his head to look at the scenery below again. , I can still faintly hear the sound of singing and praying from the hall.
And the sound of heavy footsteps...
After the farewell ceremony, Wang Hui's body was cremated.
Even if the glory and glory in life were endless, after death, it will only be turned into a wisp of green smoke, leaving behind a handful of ashes, which will bring nothing back. Of course, in the end, there will be nothing to take away.
The place of burial was Qingshan Cemetery, where Mu Zi and Ling Tian were also buried.
At the time of the burial, the sky was very gloomy, with black clouds overwhelming the city.
Su Chen put the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of Wang Hui's tombstone. When he got up, he stopped in front of Mu Yuchen, opened his arms, gave Mu Yuchen a hug, and comforted him in a low voice, "Brother, hurry up!" Let’s get over it, there’s still a long way to go!”
Mu Yuchen paused for a moment, then nodded his head lightly, raised his hand suddenly, and patted Su Chen's back, "Thank you, brother."
Su Chen patted him hard again, took a deep breath, and then let him go.
Zhou Zimo immediately came up to him, gave Mu Yuchen a hug as well, and said in a low voice, "Finally, I allow you to be sad this day, you will always be my strongest second brother! Don't let me down!"
There was a faint smile on Mu Yuchen's face, and he nodded happily, "Okay."
"Xia Ye, don't be too sad, this guy will feel bad if you cry!"
When Zhou Zimo turned his head, he saw the pale Xi Xiaye beside him, and he also offered some words of comfort.
Xi Xiaye responded hoarsely, "I will. Thank you!"
"You guys go back first, Zimo, you go back with my parents first, I want to stay with grandma for a while."
The people who came to attend the funeral also left one after another, and now there are only a few people left in front of the tombstone, Mu Yuchen said in a low voice.
"Okay, I'll send them back now."
"Grandma's portrait, let's put it in the ancestral hall. Go back and tell the butler, and the butler will arrange it. Please!"
It was Xi Xiaye who spoke.
Zhou Zimo nodded, and finally patted Mu Yuchen on the shoulder before turning around and leaving. The people accompanying him also gradually left. In front of Wang Hui's tombstone, only Mu Yuchen and Xi Xiaye were left. , Xi Xiaye was still holding a big black umbrella in his hand, which he had just received from Li Si.
"This place is very quiet, without the troubles of the world. Grandma will be buried here forever, and she will be rested in peace."
As she spoke, she turned her head to look at him, stretched out her hand to remove the white flower on his chest, put it silently in front of the tombstone, wiped the photo on the tombstone with her hand, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, where are you?" We must live well, and don’t let everyone’s expectations down, and we will live strong, and hope that we can all live happily and in good health. May your spirit in heaven bless us.”
She bowed her head in silence for a while, and then opened her eyes, and the man beside her reached out to pull her up, and took the big black umbrella in her hand.
She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed devoutly.
That clear and charming little face looked peaceful and indifferent, but a trace of tranquil melancholy could be vaguely seen between the brows...
"Maybe this is forever..."
When she opened her eyes, she suddenly sighed softly, glanced at Wang Hui in the photo, then turned her head to look at him, and said this in a low voice.
Yes, what in this world is more painful than this kind of life and death
The flickering candlelight reflected the snow-white boutonniere, bleak, what kind of strong contrast did all these form
It is so vivid that it makes people feel an indescribable heart-wrenching feeling.
As he said that, he also bent down, took the fire, put the blossoming white flowers into the flames, and watched the blossoming white flowers being engulfed by the fire...
He didn't answer, but put his arms around her thin shoulders, holding an umbrella in one hand, silently looking at Wang Hui in the photo--
"Life and death, I have always known that it is so close to me. As early as when Ling Tian left, I was able to deeply experience this feeling. I don't want to, today, this scene is happening again in front of me. Xia Ye, tell me, is this just fate? I am doomed to never end my life with peace of mind... "
Before he could finish his next words, Xi Xiaye got up and covered his mouth with his hand, preventing him from continuing.
"Don't say that! All of this has nothing to do with you. Don't think about it yourself. The reason why grandma left is because of aunt and the others. It's none of your business, understand?"
Xi Xiaye was worried that he would think so.
He gave a wry smile when he heard it, and stretched out his hand to grab her hand, "Okay, let's not think too much about it, let's let the past go, we'll start tomorrow, let's go back..."
'Dengdengdeng--'
Mu Yuchen's voice fell, and he was about to turn around with Xi Xiaye in his arms, when he suddenly heard a burst of rhythmic footsteps coming from his ear--
It was the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the floor. The husband and wife turned their heads subconsciously, and a black figure came into view.
She is a very beautiful looking woman.
She was dressed in a black gauze dress, which made her figure extremely exquisite and exquisite. Her beautiful pale golden hair was coiled into a noble bun. There was no expression on her fair and charming face. Only the wristbands were worn all over her body. She is wearing a jade bracelet, but it doesn't cut her nobility and beauty by half.
This is the first time Xi Xiaye has seen such a beautiful woman. She and her mother, Shen Wenna, are two kinds of beauty with different temperaments. A kind of enchanting beauty.
Xi Xiaye was a little curious about the identity of this woman, but when she saw the woman's blue eyes, she knew the identity of this woman!
Doris!
The legendary Doris!
Gu Lingsha's mother, the woman Gu Qihao cherished all his life!
Her facial features are very delicate. Like Gu Lingsha, she is a rare beauty, and the charm of this woman is far ahead of Gu Lingsha. She really deserves to be a mother and daughter!
At this moment, Doris was still holding a bouquet of white daisies in her arms, and she was wearing a white corsage on her chest. It was obvious that she had come to pay respects to Wang Hui!
Seeing this woman, Mu Yuchen beside him obviously became silent, and Xi Xiaye could feel his arms around her shoulders tightening silently...