Chapter 969

Yunci asked, "is Shen Zhi OK when he meets him?"

Xia Beiqing's death was a fatal blow to him.

He Jiayi was silent for a while and replied, "I don't know how to describe it. You'll know when you see it later."

The car stopped at the door of the apartment.

Yunci gets out of the car and looks up.

The door of the apartment is not closed. The simple funeral is held in the apartment. The living room is dead, with big white flowers hanging. Xia Beiqing's portrait is on the top. In the photo, he is still smiling, with curved eyebrows and bright sunshine.

Shen Zhiyu sits on the ground, facing the photo, holding a porcelain jar in his arms, which should be Xia Beiqing's ashes.

Cloud words go in, see the appearance of Shen Zhiyu, just understand he Jiayi don't know how to describe what it means.

Shen Zhiyu seems to be getting old overnight. He can see the silver in his hair. But on his face, he can see any pain and sadness, even can't show any emotion. His face is calm and frightening.

He didn't look at Xia Bei's portrait or the urn in his arms. His eyes behind the lens were lax and empty. He didn't know what he was looking at.

Until he heard the sound of Yunci's footsteps, he seemed to turn around and look at Yunci rigidly. In his gloomy eyes, he could see nothing but darkness.

"You're here..." Shen Zhiyu's voice was hoarse and strong, light and floating, like no weight: "leaning North... I should really want to see you again."

Yunci looks at the urn in Shen Zhiyu's arms. Her heart is like a hard fist. She can't breathe. She was ready long before she came here. At this moment, all of them fall apart.

When I saw him last time, he was still in a wheelchair. He would smile and write on the paper with a pen.

Meet again, he turned into a pile of fly ash, packed in this small dark pot, invisible.

Yunci squats down slowly and reaches out to Shen Zhiyu. Shen Zhiyu understands her meaning and releases the urn in her arms.

Yunci hugs the urn and holds it tightly. The urn is cold. No matter how tightly he holds it, it seems that he can't cover the heat.

It seems that for a long time, she didn't hear a teenager calling her sister-in-law eagerly.

Jun duonuan once said that they are the happy trio.

The trio finally broke up.

Aunt Liu has been crying, taking responsibility for herself.

"Miss Yunci, it's all my fault. I shouldn't go out. If I take Mr. Xia seriously, he won't..."

Yunci shook his head gently, but he couldn't say a word.

At dawn, Yunci walked into Xia Beiqing's room. Nothing in it had moved. There were paper and pens on the bedside table, and slippers beside the bed. It was as if Xia Beiqing was still there. It was as if he would push a wheelchair into the room the next second.

It's like

No more.

"When will it be buried?" Cloud words Chao He Jia Yi asked.

He Jiayi replied: "not sure yet."

Yunci was silent for a moment, and said, "I want to take Beiqing back."

He Jiayi nodded: "Zhiyu has the same idea as you, and also wants to take him home, but I don't think it's suitable to go back now. I won't bury him for the time being. I'll take... Ashes back later."

"Mr. Jun is down." Cloud words suddenly said such a sentence for no reason.