Beiyin Cangmo woke up after sleeping for two days and two nights. His first reaction was to hug the people around him, but he encountered a cold bed.
He woke up instantly and sat up abruptly: "Jin Ling."
Seeing his grandson waking up, Bei Yinzhi said excitedly, "Ah Mo, you're awake."
Yaya, who had been sitting obediently at the end of the bed, threw herself into Beiyin Cangmo's arms excitedly: "Scum dad, scum dad..."
Beiyin Cangmo hugged him, and asked Beiyinzhi, "Grandpa, have you found Jinling?"
Bei Yinzhi's smile froze slightly, and he sighed, "No, we evacuated the steel factory, we even dug up the ground and found no one."
Father Zhuang said that he was the one who fell with Zhuang Jinling at the time, and was lucky enough not to fall into the furnace after being pushed by Zhuang Jinling, but Beiyin Cangmo did not accept the fact of Zhuang Jinling's death, so everyone could only look for it with him.
"It should be Sikong Tiancheng who took him away." Beiyin Cangmo got off the bed and put on his shoes: "I'll go find Sikong Tiancheng."
Bei Yinzhi quickly stopped him: "Don't go, I'll show you a video."
He took out his mobile phone and handed it to Beiyin Cangmo: "Look for yourself."
In the video, the Yan family was arrested by the national guards. The marshal scolded the president of the alliance for using a fake cheat book to drive his son, Sikong Tiancheng, into obsession, causing his son to die at the wedding. Then, the screen changed to The picture of people from Sikong's family giving Sikongtian a funeral.
"Dead?" Beiyin Cangmo was stunned: "Sikong Tiancheng is dead? Then where did he hide Jinling?"
Bei Yinzhi felt that he was going to be dazed: "A Mo, Zhuang Jinling is no longer here, you should recognize this fact, if Zhuang Jinling knows that you are so sad for him, he will be unhappy, because he told me , his greatest wish is that you be happy, and he will miss you in the distance."
"He won't die." Beiyin Cangmo recalled that Zhuang Jinling said that his soul penetrated into other people's bodies, so it is possible that after death, he would also penetrate into other people's bodies and come back to find him: "He will come back to find me." give. brook. Benedict. Gal.
Bei Yinzhi felt tired. Since his grandson refused to admit that Zhuang Jinling was dead, let Zhuang Jinling live in his heart. He sighed: "Since you think he will come back to you, shouldn't you eat well and take care of him?" Be good to yourself, if he comes back one day and sees you in a bad shape, he might abandon you and find someone else."
Yaya shook Beiyin Cangmo's neck: "Scrap dad, eat, scum dad will accompany Yaya to eat."
Bei Yinzhi didn't care whether his grandson agreed or not, so he called the bodyguards in to change Bei Yin Cangmo's clothes, and forced him to go downstairs to the dining room for breakfast.
Aunt Qiao, who was coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles, saw Beiyin Cangmo coming downstairs, and said happily, "Mr. Beiyin, are you awake? I happened to cook you a bowl of longevity noodles."
"Longevity noodles?" Bei Yinzhi patted his forehead: "I even forgot that today is Ah Mo's birthday, I should eat bowls to prolong my life."
Aunt Qiao smiled and said, "Mr. Zhuang told me to cook it. I wish Mr. Beiyin a happy day and all wishes come true."
Northern Yinzhi: "..."
Forgot to tell Aunt Qiao that Zhuang Jinling was gone, so don't mention Zhuang Jinling in front of Beiyin Cangmo in the future.
Beiyin Cangmo sat down, looked at his face and said, "Jinling asked you to cook?"
Aunt Qiao handed him the chopsticks: "Yes, you eat first, and I will tell you another thing after eating."
Beiyin Cangmo took the chopsticks and quickly finished the noodles in the bowl.
Bei Yinzhi breathed a sigh of relief, it was a good thing to be able to eat.
Beiyin Cangmo asked Aunt Qiao: "What do you want to tell me?"
Aunt Qiao smiled and said, "Mr. Zhuang has prepared a gift for you. It's in another room upstairs. Go and have a look."
Beiyin Cangmo immediately jumped up, used lightness kung fu to fly to the third floor, and opened the opposite door of the room he lived in. The purpose of entering was to fill the whole room with pure crystal blocks. He was stunned: "Are these gifts? ?”
He pushed away other rooms, which were also full of pure crystal blocks, and there was a letter on the floor of the last room.
Beiyin Cang Mo quickly picked up the letter and opened it: Cang Mo, happy birthday, I wish you a lot of smiles and happiness forever.
"Gone?"
He took the letter paper back and forth several times, but there was nothing he wanted to see.
Beiyin Cangmo slid to the ground by the door, and said to himself: "Today is my birthday, you should treat it as if you were telling me to be sincere, no matter how many gifts you have, it would be better if you stood in front of me."
At this time, Aunt Qiao called downstairs: "Mr. Beiyin, Mr. Zhuang's parents have come to see you."
Beiyin Cangmo didn't want to move at all, and looked at the letter quietly.
Then, Bei Yinzhi and Zhuang's father and mother went upstairs to see him.
When Zhuang's mother saw Beiyin Cangmo's lost soul, her eyes turned red, she couldn't bear to see him in this state, she knelt down and asked, "Xiaomo, are you okay?"
Beiyin Cangmo moved his eyeballs, looked at Zhuang's mother, and called out after a while: "Mom."
Zhuang's mother burst into tears on the spot.
These words reminded her of what she said in a message with Beiyin Cangmo some time ago.
At that time, Beiyin Cangmo said that he would confess his love to Zhuang Jinling after a while, and would call them parents when the time came.
When Mother Zhuang was about to cry, she wiped away her tears and replied, "Hey—"
Zhuang's father knelt down, choked up and said, "Xiaomo, we know you are sad, and we as parents are also sad, but it is time for us to recognize the facts. Xiaoling should be buried in the grave after walking for so many days. He can’t have no place to bury him just because we don’t accept that, right?”
Beiyin Cangmo stared at him blankly: "Do you also think he is dead?"
Bei Yinzhi looked at his grandson worriedly, fearing that he would go crazy if he didn't accept it.
Zhuang's mother took a deep breath: "We always thought he was not dead, but after searching for so many days, we couldn't find him. We, we..."
Zhuang's father put his arms around her shoulders and asked Beiyin Cangmo, "Xiaomo, Xiaoling is your partner, we will do whatever you want."
A few days ago, Beiyin Cangmo frantically looking for someone, they all saw that he had a deep affection for their son, and also knew that his son's death brought him no less pain than they did.
Beiyin Cangmo looked at the letter in his hand, and after a long time he said weakly: "Then let's hold a funeral for him."
Although he didn't believe that Zhuang Jinling was dead, he still had to let his son be buried.
Knowing that they were all sad, Bei Yinzhi sighed and said, "Let me find someone to handle this matter."
Beiyin Cangmo said: "Grandpa, the tombstone should be engraved with the tomb of Beiyin Cangmo's beloved wife."
"good."
Downstairs, Auntie Qiao was very uneasy holding Yaya. Before seeing Zhuang's father and Zhuang's mother coming with red eyes, she always felt that something must have happened to Mr. Zhuang, otherwise he wouldn't have disappeared for so many days.
Sure enough, two days later, Bei Yin's family organized the funeral for Zhuang Jinling, and she didn't know that Zhuang Jinling was dead.
On the day of Zhuang Jinling's funeral, it was drizzling.
Not many people came to participate in Zhuang Jinling. In addition to the representatives sent by the Beiyin family, there were also people from the Zhuang family, as well as He Cheng Yang Jing and Zhuang Jinling's apprentices. Originally, the Sikong family wanted to send people, but Zhuang Jinling It was Sikong Tiancheng who killed him. In order not to make Beiyin Cangmo feel uncomfortable, he just sent someone to give a wreath.
After worshiping, everyone left.
Beiyin Cangmo never left, no matter how everyone persuaded him to leave.
Had to leave someone to watch him in the distance.
Cangmo of Beiyin squatted down and touched the photo on the stele and pulled out an ugly smile: "When you asked me to engrave "The Tomb of Beiyin Cangmo's Beloved Wife" on the tomb of your stele, I still said you are my kind My beloved wife, but now you are not only my beloved wife, but also the person I love the most. No one can take me away from you. If you know this, you will be very happy, right? It’s a pity you don’t know, because Before I had time to confess to you, before I had time to say I love you, you disappeared."
"Everyone says you're dead, but I think you're still alive. You must have penetrated into someone else's body just like your soul passed through Zhuang Jinling's body before. I will wait for you to come back. After you come back, I will I must tell you how much I like you, so Jinling, don't make me wait too long, okay?"
Beiyin Cangmo stood in front of the tomb for a long time and said a lot, and was not taken away until dark.
After that, he would come to the cemetery once a week, sometimes alone, sometimes with his children.
Time passed day by day, Beiyin Cangmo's temples began to turn gray, and the children around him also changed from three-year-old children to slim girls, but the person in the stele never appeared.
In this way, another five years have passed, and the original new tombstone has become an old tombstone.
Beiyin Cangmo appeared in front of the tombstone again holding flowers, "Jinling, I'm here to see you again."
The photo in the tomb is still smiling.
"Fifteen years have passed, why haven't you appeared yet?" Beiyin Cangmo gently touched the photo on the stele: "Do you know that some time ago, my family urged me to get married again, but you are the only one in me. I can't pretend to be other people, but if you don't show up again, I really want to find someone to marry, and I won't come to see you anymore."
It's a pity that the person in the photo of the tombstone couldn't run out of the photo and talk to him.
Beiyin Cangmo sighed helplessly: "Why did you not show up after all the good words and threats? Are you really gone?"
He put down his hand: "it doesn't matter if you're not here, because I'll be with you soon."
Beiyin Cangmo's mouth overflowed with blood, and he didn't care to wipe it off with the back of his hand: "I have suffered a lot of injuries in recent years to snatch the position of marshal. The doctor judged that I would not live for half a year. Are you happy? Are you happy? I'll see you soon, so don't blame me for having fewer days, because I'm afraid I won't be able to walk to see you later."
He leaned over the tombstone and kissed the person in the photo, then stood up and staggered.
"Daddy scum." Yaya ran across from a distance and supported him.
Beiyin Cangmo said weakly, "Let's go."
"good."
After the two left the cemetery, Beiyin Cangmo did not visit the cemetery to see Zhuang Jinling's mausoleum.
But half a year later, there was an extra tombstone next to Zhuang Jinling's cemetery, on which was engraved: Tomb of Zhuang Jinling's beloved husband