1082. Chapter 1082 Funeral (I) (Ask for Monthly Pass!)

In the afternoon, the sky was a little gloomy, with large patches of clouds covering the sky, and a depressing atmosphere quietly floating in the air. The occasional wisp of desolate wind came from the distant sky.

On the way Feng Ju rushed back to his old house, Xi Xiaye was driving, and Mu Yuchen was sitting in the passenger seat, with his eyes closed. His breathing was a little heavy, and his sleep was uneasy.

While slowly stopping the car and waiting for the traffic light, Xi Xiaye suddenly took off her coat, turned her body and carefully put it on him.

He just frowned, and when her breath came faintly between his nose, he subconsciously reached out and hugged the clothes she was covering tightly without opening his eyes, and changed his position.

Seeing this, Xi Xiaye felt a sudden pain in her heart. She couldn't help but say in a low voice, "Mu Yuchen, you have to cheer me up. Seeing you like this, I really want to bear everything for you -"

It's just a pity that at this time, she is not willing to bear the pain that can relieve her.

And after listening to her words, he leaned back lightly on the chair, suddenly turned his head, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at her. There was a hint of reproach in his low tone, but it contained a touch of warmth, "Obviously I am sad. You want to cry, but you still want to comfort me. In this case, I can only say it.”

After he finished speaking, he gave her a faint smile, but that smile was clearly full of pain and sadness.

Listening to his emotional words, Xi Xiaye didn't know why, but her eyes, which had been heated for a long time, couldn't bear the tears anymore and fell. The hot tears fell on the back of her white hands. In an instant, she felt Some burning pain.

The deep pain that had been suppressed in her chest for a long time suddenly burst out, and the tears gathered in her eyes were like broken beads, one after another. In just a few dozen seconds, the tears on her legs A large piece of his clothes was already wet.

She raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face haphazardly, sniffing, and choked with sadness, "I don't dare to cry, because I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable, but I really can't control it... I'm here I still can’t accept this cruel fact, it’s like a dream, why is this happening?”

She burst into tears, crying in a very embarrassed manner, looking at the man beside her with red eyes.

He stared at her quietly and sighed, "If crying can make you feel better, then you can cry. But, shouldn't you pull over first? The horns of the cars behind you are all broken. ”

Hearing this, she regained some sense from her daze, wiped away her tears randomly, and started the car...

The car slowly stopped at the temporary parking space on the side of the road. He also thoughtfully handed her a tissue. She took it and covered it with the steering wheel, her thin shoulders gently rubbing. Trembling, it was obvious that he could no longer control his emotions.

Mu Yuchen remained silent. He glanced at her, took a deep breath, leaned back on his chair, turned to look at the endless traffic outside the car window, and silently placed his big hand on her shoulder. Then she sniffed, threw herself into his arms, and cried.

He touched her head gently with his big hand and said sadly, "After crying this time, don't cry again in the future. Grandma can't see her like this, eh?"

Xi Xiaye choked and said, "I'm afraid I can't control myself. If you feel uncomfortable, maybe you'll feel better if you cry."

He listened and smiled softly, "I am a man, why are you crying? That is your woman's right. Well, remember her. No matter how sad you are, there is no way to miss her better. We will have to remember her tomorrow. Keep going."

"Grandma doesn't leave with regrets. Seeing us getting married and having a son, Amo and Ling Shi, whom she has always cared about, are now together. Ling Shi also has good news. With us here, she will go well. Relieved."

Mu Yuchen said quietly, combing his fingers through her long hair and briefly combing it for her, "Okay, go back. These days, you still need a lot of energy to take care of the funeral. You We can’t let our parents take the responsibility, right?”

Xi Xiaye listened, then wiped the tears on her face, raised her eyes and looked at him lightly, and found that his eyes had returned to the original calm, but he still couldn't hide the melancholy and sadness in his body.

She nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "I understand. At this time, we all must be strong, Mr. Mu."

He nodded with a low smile, "The consciousness is not too low. We are not qualified to be sad for too long at any time. Grandma is gone, grandpa is still there, parents are still there, and our son is still there... They need us more."

He seemed to have seen through life and death. The calm indifference on his handsome face and the sadness condensed in the deepest part of his eyes clearly formed a very strong contrast!

At this moment, Xi Xiaye suddenly understood something!

It's not that he's not sad, it's that the things he carries make him unable to remain sad and sad for too long, as he said -

There are still many people who need them!

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The car slowly stopped in the parking space in front of the Mu family's old house.

The Mu family's old house was indeed lifeless, and a solemn and gloomy black cloth had been hung in front of the door.

When the couple walked into the living room, they found that the housekeeper and the maids also had red eyes. Mu Lingshi was sitting in the huge living room in a daze. Ji Zitong was accompanying her. Mu Yinan and Zhuang Shurong naturally stayed in the funeral home to keep vigil.

"Brother! Sister-in-law!"

When Mu Lingshi saw Mu Yuchen and Xi Xiaye, he stood up and greeted them. His eyes had already turned red and his voice was very hoarse.

"Mr. Mu, Xiaye, please accept my condolences!"

Ji Zitong also walked over with a melancholy look and bowed slightly.

Mu Yuchen and Xi Xiaye also nodded in return.

"Thank you for your hard work, Zitong!"

Xi Xiaye said softly.

Ji Zitong shook his head, "I am also very sad to hear this news, but I don't know what to do. I hope you won't be too sad. I think Grandma Mu also hopes that everyone can live happily."

"Brother, sister-in-law! I want to go see grandma!"

Mu Lingshi reached out and grabbed Mu Yuchen and Xi Xiaye one by one, and said with some pleading.

Xi Xiaye subconsciously glanced at her belly, which seemed to have some traces, raised his hand and patted the back of her hand, "If you are not feeling well, don't go. Wait until the day of the burial. Stay at home and let Zitong accompany you. We will be there."