Chapter 480

Miller?

It's a perfect story. Shi Xiaonian looks at mu qianchu. She especially wants to believe mu qianchu's words.

Because once she was so trusting, she felt that no one in the world could trust mu qianchu, because he was mu qianchu, who she had taken care of for many years.

Gentle, polite and kind.

But now how can she deceive herself? While the Xi family is in trouble, is Gong Ou also in trouble? How can she deceive herself that there is no connection here and that everything has nothing to do with mu qianchu.

"What about Miller?"

Shi Xiaonian asked.

Mu qianchu observes Shi Xiaonian's expression, his eyes are full of deep meaning, "according to the rules, I have already shot him and dealt with him together with his party members."

"Death without proof?"

Shi Xiaonian said, his white lips trembling.

It's too late.

It's too late for her to rush. It's too late for anything.

"I've got Miller's evidence recorded. Can you read it at any time, or don't you believe in my ability?" Mu qianchu gazed at her with low eyes. After a pause, he suddenly asked, "Xiaonian, who do you think those people who want to save my uncle are, good people or bad people?"

Is this a disguised trial.

He was trying to find out whether the rescuers were sent by Gong ou and whether she had been informed.

For the first time, Shi Xiaonian began to ponder the meaning behind every sentence of Mu qianchu. She shook her head. "I don't know. How can I know? I only know that my father died and we haven't met for a year. I want to cry, but I can't cry... "

At the end, Shi Xiaonian's voice is all dumb in his throat, and he can't say a whole sentence completely.

Mu qianchu looked at her painfully, reached out and held her in his arms, reached out and patted her back, "OK, OK, don't cry if you can't cry, I will always accompany you, Xiaonian."

“……”

Shi Xiaonian didn't push his arms away. He leaned on his shoulder, shaking heavily and his hands and feet were cold.

When the flute stood beside with Xu Bingxin, raised his eyes and looked at the two people holding together, silently dropped his eyes, neither noisy nor noisy.

The funeral continued.

There were many people under Xi's family. They walked into the church in groups and bowed to Xi Jitao's body. They treated mu qianchu respectfully and obediently.

People came in batch by batch.

Shi Xiaonian and Xu Bingxin are standing next to each other with a candlestick on each hand. The mourners come forward with garbage, borrow a fire from their candlestick with a white candle, and then go to the front of them to stand the candle on the ground.

The church is full of candles.

The nuns kept chanting the Scriptures, hoping that the Catholic Church would pity Xi Jitao.

Xu Bingxin was very sad, but he could not lose his wife's attitude, so he had to bear it and stood there, sobbing.

Shi Xiaonian stood beside her, holding the candlestick made of pure gold in both hands. She didn't know why. She didn't have a drop of tears. It was so painful, but she couldn't cry.

The number of candles on the ground is increasing at a visible rate.

The light of the church was not bright, so I watched the candles on the ground flickering with countless candlelight.

The funeral procedure is long and complicated.

"Bang."

A loud noise is heard beside Xiaonian. Xu Bingxin suddenly faints on the ground, and the candlestick in his hand falls out.

There was an uproar.

Everyone looked in shock with their eyes wide open.

“……”

When small read low Mou to see to oneself comatose past of mother, she discovers that she is not surprised at all.

On the contrary, she was the calmest of all. She prevented someone from forcibly holding her mother up and said calmly, "no one should touch her. Ask the doctor to come."

"Yes, miss."

Xu Bingxin just passed out because he was too excited.

Mu qianchu carries Xu Bingxin into the bedroom. When Xiaonian refuses his escort, he says, "qianchu, you are busy with the funeral. I want to accompany my mother."

"Good." Mu qianchu didn't insist. He took a box of medicine and gave it to Shi Xiaonian. "Take this box of medicine. It's steady. My aunt had mild depression. When she wakes up, let her eat it. In this way, she will feel better."

"Thank you."

Shi Xiaonian said.

"Then I'll go out, and you'll have a rest."

Mu qianchu said that he went out and reached for the door, but he couldn't help looking in.

When the small read stand in front of the bed, fingers tightly holding the bottle of medicine, dark long hair, a face without any expression.

It's not so much expressionless as numbness. Now shixiaonian is like a puppet. Her eyes are dull and empty, and she has no soul. When she drew, her eyes were full of aura, but now she has nothing.

Mu qianchu frowned and closed the door.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Xiaonian turned and walked to the window. Looking down from the window, it was late at night, but there were lights everywhere and people everywhere. They got together in twos and threes to talk about what they were saying.They are all from the Xi family.

No, they are all admirers of qianchu.

She looked down at the medicine in her hand.

It's the medicine given by mu qianchu.

When Xiaonian went to the bed and sat down, she took out a few boxes of medicine from her bag and put them on the head of the bed, which she brought to her mother before she came.

As for this medicine

She opened the drawer, put the medicine box inside, and was about to close the drawer when Xiaonian saw a piece of paper folded inside. The wrinkles on it were carefully stroked over and over again.

I picked up the paper and opened it.

It's a love sentence from father to mother, a romantic Italian love Maxim.

Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

When Xiaonian thought, mother must often take it out.

Xu Bingxin fell asleep in bed.

Shi Xiaonian watched her quietly. She seemed to grow old overnight. Her face was full of dry tears, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes became more and more obvious.

"Mother, you have to be good, you know?"

When small read soft voice say, she really can't stand a bigger blow.

When her father left, she couldn't even grieve too hard, because she still needed to think. She thought over and over again, what would Gong ou do if he was here.

She must find a way to take her mother away from here. What about Gong Ou? Will Gong Ou be taken away by mu qianchu?

If it falls into mu qianchu's hands, what will it be like?

Shixiaonian can't imagine.

When Xu Bingxin wakes up, he is much calmer than before. At the same time, Xiao Nian will finish Xi Jitao's work together.

The Xi family evacuated part of the island.

When walking out of the high city wall, Xiaonian stands by the sea with the urn in his arms. His black skirt is floating in the wind. Xu Bingxin holds the ashes in his hands and blows them into the blue sea.

"Why spill it in the sea?"

When Xiaonian asked, she still had no tears, but her eyes were very red. There was a lot of blood in her eyes. She held the urn tightly in her hands.

Xu Bingxin continued to grab a handful of ashes and let them fly.

Hearing Shi Xiaonian's question, Xu Bingxin turned her eyes and looked at her. "Before, I liked swimming in the sea very much. Your father said that the sea is immortal. After that, our ashes will be sprinkled here, and then we can swim in the direction of the current all the time."

When Xu Bingxin said this, she had a smile on her face. She looked at the sea with yearning in her eyes, and her whole face was radiant.

"It's romantic."

When small read softly say.

She had known her ancestors for a short time. She had always thought that her parents were married and respected each other like ice. Only now did she understand that there was a kind of feeling that no one else could understand.

"Yes, your father is seldom so romantic, so I remember every word he says."

Xu Bingxin said with a smile, the hands of all the ashes spilled to the sea, let the ashes with the water away.

When small read staring at those ashes flying in the wind, dazzling sunlight fascinated her eyes.

Father just left.

She doesn't know why she can't cry. Maybe she still refuses to accept the fact. She feels that everything is like a dream.

It's a false dream.

When she wakes up, Gong ou will kiss her eyes, and her father will peel an apple for her to eat.

Xu Bingxin turned his head and saw Xiaonian's empty eyes. He was a little distressed. He said softly, "the funeral is over, Xiaonian. Don't be sad. Your father left you selfishly, but as a daughter, you should be happy for him. His people travel along the water, and his soul will be very happy in heaven."

"I'm not sorry for my father's selfishness."

Shi Xiaonian said.

She has no right to blame her father, now she is carrying endless guilt.

If it wasn't for her, how could these things happen? If she never existed in the world, mu qianchu would not even have any relationship with the Xi family.

"Xiaonian, be happy for him. God will protect him." Xu Bingxin said.

Shi Xiaonian shook his head. "Sorry, mother, I can't be happy."

She prayed that God would protect her father and that God would bring all disasters to her in exchange for the peace and happiness of the people she cared about.

“……”

Xu Bingxin looked at her, the smile on her face gradually dissipated, leaving only a sigh.

After sprinkling the ashes, the mother and daughter walked back.

Time flute and a few men have been not far behind them.

Shi Xiaonian asked Xu Bingxin, "mother, when I came back, I saw what documents you signed, what is that?"

"It's a document in my name to help mu qianchu to stay at home."

Xu Bingxin did not have any city government, said frankly.

Sure enough.

Now the Xi family has changed their surname to mu.When the small read face didn't show what, only light tunnel, "I didn't say wait for me to come back to sign?"

Xu Bingxin walked beside her and said, "it was very chaotic at that time. You couldn't answer the phone on the plane. Your father's body was transported back. Mu qianchu was angry and dealt with the traitor Miller. But after all, he was not the successor of the Xi family. There were always people who would raise objection to this. Even the funeral was difficult for a while, so I signed it so that qianchu could be justified There is no obstruction. "

Yeah.

It's completely unimpeded.

When small read low eyes, the body side of the hand can not help but grasp the black skirt, people go forward, there is a sound.

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