It's very cold today. Even if it's sunny, the cold wind is raging. It's cold everywhere.

Cemetery.

Huo Yuxiu's funeral was held today, and the news media heard about it.

Zhuang Shenglan walks in the middle, with her eldest daughter Huo Zhi on the left and her youngest daughter Huo Qingyan on the right. The appearance of the mother and daughter leads to a murmur of sighing, and the sound of taking photos forms a dazzling light band.

Zhuangsheng lanqiang stands in front of her husband's graveyard and watches her husband bury.

Huo Zhi holding his father's urn, Huo Qingyan holding his father's photo, slowly walking in front of the team.

No one bothered, no media interviews, we all silently watched the three women of the Huo family, their faces sad.

Huo Zhi went straight to his father Huo Yuxiu's tomb, faltering, the road at his feet like thorns, into the bottom of his heart.

It hurts. It's very painful. Body pain, through the pores into, everywhere pain!

In front of the tombstone, Zhuang Shenglan, dressed in black, stood solemnly and murmured in his heart: Yu Xiu, you will be carefree from now on and reunite with her in another world! Have you ever hated me?

It's a pity that the only answer to her is the blood in her heart and the wind of pines and cypresses.

Huo Zhi kneels on the concrete floor, the cold breath penetrates into her body, and devours the temperature in her blood.

Apricot eyes red and swollen, staring at Huo Yuxiu's photos, my father is very kind, smiling at her, just like touching her head when I was a child, warm hands, smiling eyes.

Tears, like pearls scattered in the world, tumble down and fall to the ground, becoming countless petal rain.

Her heart is like a knife, and the knife is deadly. Her father's death is like a dagger, which penetrates into her heart. She can't extricate herself from the pain. Huo Zhi repents in the abyss of entanglement and remorse all the time.

Dad, I'm sorry, it's my daughter's unfilial. Dad, in another world, all right, there's no disturbance. Dad, beside your graveyard, I've planted Gardenia for you. Your favorite gardenia is the Gardenia forest with blooming flowers and overflowing fragrance.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Dad, please forgive me

The air in her chest seemed to be emptied, and the pain of suffocation tormented her. She covered her heart tightly with one hand, and her face was even more bloodless.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the noise was loud. Huo Zhi looked up, and a big black figure came into her sight. The shadow came against the light, with light and light. Gu Junqing suddenly appeared in her sight, tall and straight, like the emperor coming to the people, provoking the news media, with a wave of discussion, containment and scrambling I want to interview him.

Gu Junqing cold air forced back all the people, squint, looking straight at the eyes of the weak and pale.

Recently, the woman, who was eager to take care of the withered black bundle in his heart, was like a white one.

She never wanted to ask him for help, and she never complained of any distress to him. After leaving the detention house, she took care of everything on her own. Her mother was ill in hospital, communicated with the prison about her father's burial, and came out of the court alone.

Confiscation of property, property, now their life should be difficult! He wanted to help her, but she never wanted to ask him for help. The ten million check at the time of divorce had passed the time limit. She kept it intact in the drawer of her bedroom, just like it was not a check, but a bookmark.

"Brother in law!" Huo Qingyan screams out in surprise. Huo Zhi is stunned. It's a strange and familiar name. Only at the wedding ceremony did she hear Huo Qingyan call her brother-in-law once, and she never heard of it again.

"Brother in law, here you are!" Huo Qingyan seems to have forgotten that this is her father's funeral. Her two big eyes are enchanting and charming, staring at Gu Junqing. She wants to rush up and ask for love.

"Qingyan, don't do that. I have nothing to do with him. Call him president gu!"

Huo Zhi doesn't want to cause any misunderstanding in front of the news media, so she has to remind her sister. Unexpectedly, Huo Qingyan becomes more and more serious. Her brother-in-law screams with red eyes, pretending to be sad.

"Qingyan!" Huo Zhi yelled.

"Brother in law, you see, my father died, and my sister treated me like this! I -- "the voice is not big, but it is enough to make people close to each other.

"Thank you, President Gu, for coming to my father's funeral! Thank you Huo Zhi bowed politely to him. The alienation of words had already separated the relationship between them.

Zhuang Shenglan looked on coldly. Her eyes were full of hostility and hatred towards Huo Zhi. Her resentful eyes seemed to want to kill her alive, even cut her to pieces.

Zhuang Shenglan gave Huozhi a slap on her face without hesitation. Her dry red lips were covered with white skin. She yelled: "roll! Roll as far as you can! You killed your father. Get out of here! You don't deserve to be at Yu Xiu's funeralThe crowd was in a riot, and the flash shot this wonderful and moving scene.

A more courageous reporter, eager to try, saw that there was no one to stop him, so he braved the courage to pick up the phone and asked, "excuse me, Mrs. Huo, do you have anything else to say about mayor Huo's death?"

Gu Junqing's eyes flashed the fierce spirit of evil. He turned around, swept his cold eyes and waved his hand. The bodyguards around him rushed out to push back the eager crowd.

"It's nothing to do with Mayor Huo Zhi and his predecessor to pay off their debts at the beginning."

Huo Qingyan supports her mother Zhuang Shenglan and looks deeply at Gu Junqing: "Gu president, why are you partial to her today! You once said that she was a scheming woman and a woman who cheated her marriage. Why do you turn black and white and help her talk today? "

Huo Qingyan's eyes are red and swollen. When she sweeps Huo Zhi, she is arrogant and domineering. When she looks at Gu Junqing, she is affectionate, like two people acting. Gu Junqing sees through this little woman's trick and ignores it.

On the contrary, Huo Zhi seems to have been used to the way her mother and sister treat herself. Her face doesn't change, and she focuses on Huo Yuxiu's photo on the tombstone. She even reaches out her soft white, slender and beautiful fingers and touches Huo Yuxiu's eyebrows, nose and lips.

It seems that everything around her has nothing to do with her. She talks to herself in her own world:

dad, the unfilial daughter Huo Zhi kowtows to you! Dad, I'm sorry, Dad - I love you! Dad, if everything can come back, I will not go to Lingshi company to work, if I can, if I can, I am willing to go instead of you - die! Dad, the damned one is - me! dad!

There is no wailing, but tears want to run more than the stream, washing every inch of the cheek skin.

The dead are long gone. Solemn cemetery, filled with a thick sadness. The wind blows away the weeping and cools Huo Zhi's heart.

She has been kneeling, relatives and friends gradually scattered, she is still kneeling, kneeling to the end, even Zhuang Shenglan they are gone, she is like a sculpture, kneeling on the ground motionless.

Looking at her thin back, Gu Junqing pursed her lips.

"Huo Zhi, go back." He bent down and helped her up.

She did not resist, but knelt too long, legs have numbness, almost fell.

Gu Junqing wanted to put her arm around her waist and let her lean on him, but Huo Zhi broke away and said politely: "thank you. Thank you for coming to my father's funeral. I think my father must be happy now. He likes you most. He often takes you as my example and tells me that to be a good person, now the best people come to see him. Thank you ——Thank you very much

Gu Junqing said solemnly, "in the future, don't be so polite to me. If there is anything I can help, you must tell me, after all, we have been husband and wife. I hope you can treat me as a relative and family."

Family, simple two words, on behalf of the significance of how great!

Huo Zhi heart bottom vibrated, his gentleness after parting, is the first time to feel, Leng Leng ground looks at him, in front of eyes shrouded in a layer of fog.

He looked down at her.

After only a few seconds of dreaming, she regained her consciousness. Huo Zhi took away his hand on her shoulder and left his encirclement, saying clearly:

"Junqing, please allow me to call you like this for the last time. We have nothing to do with each other. Your Nan'er will be unhappy. Don't let another girl cry for you! We - Goodbye

Like being held by someone's heart, his pupils shrink sharply. He reaches out and grabs her arm without thinking about it, and forbids her to leave him.

"Don't go!"

As always, it seems that there is a touch of fear.

She was staring at her toes, and her voice was quiet without fluctuation.

"Junqing, let's stop here."

She's a coward, she's scared, so that's it.