Chapter 515

David followed the man in black out, as if aware of the shallow eyes, David looked in their direction.

Looking at rongqian, David was stunned. He turned around and said something to the man in black. Then he came towards rongqian.

He walked slowly, standing in front of rongqian, "Why are you here?"

Rong Qian opened his mouth and looked at the coffin carried by the man in black. He didn't know what to say.

David followed her gaze and frowned. "Are you here to see him off?"

Rong shallow Zheng for a while, in the heart rises a silk different, send him? To whom? Rong Qian's eyebrows wrinkled tightly. The only friend she and David have in common seems to be Xiao Mohan. Is that Xiao Mohan lying in the coffin?

Rong Qian looked at David incredulously, expecting to get a negative answer from his mouth, but David just stood, and his eyes fell on the black coffin not far away.

"Is that him?" Rong shallow asked cautiously, his face turned pale and his voice trembled.

Aware of Rong shallow, David looked back at her and said, "didn't you come to see him off?"

"I don't know about him at all..." Rong shallow choked, tears flickered in his eyes, "but how could it be? Last time I saw him, he still..."

GU Jinchen frowned, reached out to stop Rong shallow's waist, and asked: "what's the matter?"

David took a look at Gu Jinchen. His eyes fell on the funeral car again. "He's gone." After a while, his voice came again, "but fortunately, you all came to see him off."

"What's the matter?" Rong shallow low roars to ask a way, let her how also didn't expect, last time meet still good he, this time is to use this way to meet them.

"He has been ill for more than two years. The last meeting was just to see you, but you..." David's eyes moved to Rong Qian again, and his eyes were not reconciled.

He was really unwilling. He had been guarding her for more than ten years, but she still lived in his heart. In the last period of his life, he thought that he was chasing a young dream and would return home without hesitation. He didn't seem to care about the doctor and his advice.

In fact, David was relieved soon after, but Xiao Mohan stubbornly refused to let David close, and even stayed away from him after returning home, so that for nearly two months, David did not understand Xiao Mohan's condition at all. The direct result of this situation was that Xiao Mohan was more seriously ill.

When David found Xiao Mohan again, he was so thin that David couldn't bear to blame.

Although he knew that he would leave for a long time, when he did, David still couldn't accept it. He wanted to find a reason for himself to live, so he blamed Rong Qian for all this. When he was dying, he insisted on returning home just for revenge.

But...

David regrets that he was not with him at his last moment.

With a long sigh, David whispered, "now that he's here, let's see him off. After he's gone, let's get to know each other." With that, David went straight to the funeral car, no matter how Rong shallow would react.

The sun did not know when it got into the thick clouds again. When it arrived at the cemetery, there was a long drizzle in the sky.

This kind of weather is easy to make people sad. Standing in the cemetery, I just feel that my heart is blocked by thick clouds.

In the photo of Xiao Mohan on the tombstone, his smile is warm, and the innocence in memory is finally buried in the cold tombstone.

Rong Qian's face is cool, and she can't tell whether it's tears or rain. Her heart is also damp. I don't know whether it's because of Xiao Mohan's death or because of the cold and damp in England.

David stood quietly in the rain, let the thick drizzle wet him, he did not move, sadness emanated from his heart, filled the air, and finally turned into a drizzle.

Rong Qian takes a look at David and wants to comfort him. He takes a step forward, but he doesn't know how to say anything. Although he doesn't know his feelings with Xiao Mohan, his sadness stings her eyes. She knows that he is really sad.

Aware of Rong Qian's sadness, Gu Jinchen patted him on the shoulder, stuffed his umbrella into Rong Qian's hand, and went straight to David's side.

Gu Jinchen patted David on the shoulder behind him and said in a low voice, "let's go. He doesn't want you to be like this."

David was stunned for a moment. He looked at Gu Jinchen. His face was very calm, but the sadness in his eyes moved anyone. "Really?"

"Really." Gu Jinchen's eyes fell on the tombstone, light mouth, "he can't not know at all, in the last moment of life, he would like you to stay by his side, this is enough."

David was silent. After half a sound, he said, "yes, that's enough, but he's always been cruel." Then he laughed, but with a bitter smile.It's doomed that tonight will be a sleepless night. Rong Qian is eager to know everything about Xiao Mohan. David doesn't want to forget Xiao Mohan. Two people who didn't have any contact with each other suddenly have communication because of Xiao Mohan.

The light in the apartment is bright, just like day. Gu Jinchen finds a reason to go back to the hotel first, leaving the space for David and Rong Qian. They need to commemorate a common friend in the way of nostalgia.

The red wine reflected in the light was gorgeous red. David ang drank the red wine in a toast and then slowly opened his mouth.

"When I was 18 years old, my mother remarried, and I met Xiao Mohan. After marriage, my mother was very busy. Most of the time at home, only me and Mohan, we are friends, brothers, and we depend on each other. We cuddle with each other to keep warm and resist the cold of London." David's eyes fell out of the window. It was dark outside. It was like his mood.

"I don't know when Mo Han is the only one in my world. Maybe after the bloody car accident, Mo Han and I are survivors. We have become orphans without father or mother. We really have only each other." David sighed a long sigh, and then gave himself a glass of red wine. He drank it all in one gulp. It seems that only in this way can he have the courage to continue his narration.

"Mo Han likes painting, and his favorite occupation is fashion designer. What I can do is to be his model. He said that only I can wear the soul he designed. I don't know what his so-called soul is. I only know that I like his expression when he looks at me and his smile I love." David's voice stopped again, his eyes were red, and the emotion that had been suppressed for too long was released at this time. This time, a glass of red wine was not enough. He raised his head and poured the whole bottle down.