Chapter 456

The old man is really going to rob people with him!

Ying Hannian sprinkles his resentment on muziliang. Then he puts the honey water aside, bends down, holds Lin Yi up from the bed, raises his leg, and lifts the quilt with one foot.

"Well..."

Lin Yi leaned in his arms and murmured. His voice was like a kitten, tickling his chest.

Ying Hannian looks down at her. He struggles repeatedly between the beast and Liu Xiahui. He puts her on the bed, takes off her coat, straightens out her long hair and puts it aside. Then he reaches for the quilt.

Lin Yi closed his eyes and turned over. He fell asleep and didn't notice that there was another one beside him.

Ying Hannian's low eyes stare at her deeply, put down his hand and scrape it on her lips. He says in a low voice, "I'll let you go first today."

Finish saying, or dry mouth.

Ying Hannian holds up the cup of honey water and drinks it at a time. After drinking it, his brows are tightened tightly. It's really sour.

Settle down Lin Yi, should cold year a person go out, go to the deck.

There was not much wind outside, the night sky was dark, and the lights were shining on the sea.

He lay down on the couch, his hands folded behind his head, his black eyes looking at the sky above him, and he was alone.

"Should be less, wine."

A bodyguard put two bottles of spirits on the table next to him.

This was ordered by a drunk in Hannian. He said that as long as he was alone on the deck, he would be wise to deliver the wine.

Ying Hannian turned his eyes and looked at the bottle of liquor. There was a smile in his eyes. "No, I won't use it in the future."

“……”

The bodyguard looked at him puzzled.

"Take it away."

In response to the cold year.

"Yes, less."

The bodyguard didn't dare to ask the reason and left with the wine.

Ying Hannian is lying on the reclining chair alone, looking at the dark night sky. The radian of his lips is getting deeper and deeper. Under the light, his body is tall and long. His slender profile is projected on the ground, and the shadow's face outline is more profound.

……

In this way, the yacht returned to the seaside of s city.

As soon as he got out of the boat, Lin Yi accompanied Ying Hannian to place the ashes of Ying Yongxi and Jiang's husband and wife.

Ying Hannian put their ashes in the cemetery, where there is the tombstone of Lin Yi's mother.

When Lin Yi steps into Si'an cemetery, she is shocked by Ying Hannian's action. Ying Yongxi's tombstone is not far from her mother's position. The tombstone has been erected, but there is no inscription on it.

It's gray.

It's not very sunny, but some winds are not very strong.

Wearing a white dress, she stood in front of the tombstone and looked at the photo of Ying Yongxi when she was young. Her heart was heavy.

Ying Yongxi has been her idol for many years. After knowing her deeds, she really loves such a woman.

Now, Ying Yongxi is finally able to return to China. Unfortunately, even the ashes are not complete.

She looks at Ying Hannian. He is wearing a black shirt and trousers. He holds a brand-new gold Phoebe urn box with a dignified face. He slowly puts it down and seals it with a stone plate, which can be regarded as letting Ying Yongxi return to his roots.

Ying Hannian kneels down in front of the tomb of the couple of the Jiang family, and then kneels down to the tombstone of Ying Yongxi.

Seeing this, Lin Yi followed him to his knees and quietly accompanied him.

There was no solemn ceremony, only two bunches of flowers were quietly placed in front of the tombstone.

She looked at Ying Hannian. He was kneeling there without much expression on his face. The light wind swept his short hair. He stared at the wordless tombstone in front of him and said, "Mom, I moved for you. Isn't it a bit unfamiliar here?"

“……”

Lin Yi knelt down and listened quietly.

Far away, Muzi Liangzheng sat in a wheelchair and looked at them silently.

"It's OK, you find someone to know. She's Lin Yi's mother. Her name is Zhao Ru. I found her in the past few places. You let her lead you here to get familiar with her."

Ying Hannian's voice is low and relaxed. It's like moving home for his mother who is still alive.

Lin Yi listens, the tip of his nose is inexplicably sour.

If only it were a simple move. When Ying Hannian finished, he turned his head and looked at Lin Yi. Lin Yi understood what he meant and said to the wordless tombstone, "idol, I'm Lin Yi, I'm one of you Mi Mei, I've watched your dance CD since I was a child. I always hope that I can see you dance once with my own eyes and get your advice. "

Unfortunately, it will never be possible.

Smell speech, Ying Han young smile, hold her hand firmly, "Mom, she said these are not the point, the point is that she will be my wife, your daughter-in-law, you see in advance."

"Hello..."

Lin Yi looks at Ying Hannian speechless. Can she not do this in front of her idol.

"I'll say that sooner or later. I'm afraid of nothing." Ying Hannian smiles, takes her hand and kisses her lips, then says to the tombstone, "Mom, do you see that this person has been trapped by me, so I've been busy in my life. You don't have to worry about me any more. It's OK to dance and find someonePlaying mahjong is OK

He said it as if he were talking to a real person.

Lin Yi looked at his dark eyes. He didn't cry bitterly about his missing. Instead, he said something similar to home. She was sad to hear that.

She did not stop him, but followed, "yes, auntie, I promise you that I will not let him bother you too early, so you can enjoy your life and ignore him."

“……”

Muziliang sat in a wheelchair and looked at them.

That's what it's called.

In the past, if anyone had talked to his dead wife like this, he would be furious. But now, all his emotions come up and turn into a sigh.

He looked at the cold tombstone. If he had left Ying Yongxi from the beginning, wouldn't everything today have happened?

Is it true that one day when he dies, someone will tell him about his family customs in front of his tombstone and ask him to play chess and mahjong?

What are you thinking about when you are dying.

Mu Ziliang thought wearily, and his turbid eyes were full of melancholy.

Over there, Ying Hannian took Lin Yi to stand up in front of the tombstone. His slender fingers glided over the edge of the tombstone. His dark eyes were deep and bottomless, and his thin lips were slightly lifted. He said, "when I've arranged everything, I'll engrave your name solemnly."

The tone is firm.

This day, not too far away.

Lin Yi is pulled aside by Ying Hannian. A bodyguard comes up with flowers and hands them to Ying Hannian, "Ying Shao."

“……”

Lin Yi looks at Ying Hannian suspiciously. He has put the flowers in front of the tombstone. How can he still take the flowers?

Ying Hannian took the flowers and went forward. Lin Yi followed her. Ying Hannian looked back at her. "You wait for me here."

“……” Lin Yishun stopped and looked at him in bewilderment.