1087. Chapter 1087: Scheming (I)

Qi Lei silently watched Dongfang Liuyun's slender figure walking down the high stairs, getting further and further away, and finally disappeared under the stairs. After a long time, he came back to his senses and turned to look at the scenery below. , I can still faintly hear the sound of singing and praying coming from the hall.

There are also heavy footsteps...

After the farewell ceremony, Wang Hui's body was cremated.

Even if there was infinite glory and scenery in life, after death, it will just turn into a wisp of smoke and a handful of ashes, bringing nothing with it. Of course, in the end, nothing can be taken away.

The burial place is at Qingshan Cemetery, where Mu Zi and Ling Tian are also buried.

At the time of the burial, the sky was very gloomy, with black clouds pressing over the city.

Su Chen put the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of Wang Hui's tombstone. When he stood up, he stopped in front of Mu Yuchen, opened his arms, gave Mu Yuchen a hug, and comforted him in a low voice, "Brother, hurry up. Just get over it, there’s still a long way to go!”

Mu Yuchen paused for a moment, then nodded slightly. Suddenly he raised his hand and patted Su Chen on the back, "Thanks, brother."

Su Chen patted him hard a few more times, took a deep breath, and then let him go.

Zhou Zimo immediately came up to him, also gave Mu Yuchen a hug, and said in a low voice, "Finally, I allow you to be sad for this day. You will always be my strongest second brother! Don't let me down!"

A weak smile appeared on Mu Yuchen's face, and he nodded happily, "Okay."

"Xia Ye, don't be too sad. When you cry, this guy will definitely feel uncomfortable!"

When Zhou Zimo turned his head, he saw the pale Xi Xiaye beside him and gave him a word of comfort.

Xi Xiaye responded in a hoarse voice, "I will. Thank you!"

"You go back first, Zimo. You go back with my parents first. I want to stay with grandma for a while."

The people who came to attend the funeral had almost left one after another, and now there were only a few people left in front of the tombstone. Mu Yuchen said in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll send them back now."

"Let grandma's portrait be kept in the ancestral hall. Go back and tell the housekeeper, and he will make arrangements. Please!"

It was Xi Xiaye who spoke.

Zhou Zimo nodded, and finally patted Mu Yuchen on the shoulder, then turned and left. The people accompanying him gradually left. Suddenly, only Mu Yuchen and Xi Xiaye were left in front of Wang Hui's tombstone. , Xi Xiaye was still holding a big black umbrella in her hand, which she had just taken from Li Si.

"This place is very quiet, without the distractions of the world. Grandma rests here, and she will rest in peace."

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at him, stretched out her hand to remove the white flowers from his chest, silently placed them in front of the tombstone, reached out to wipe the photo on the tombstone, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, are you over there? We must live a good life and don't let down everyone's expectations, and we will live strong. I hope that we can all live a happy and healthy life. "

She bowed her head in silence for a moment, then opened her eyes. The man beside her also reached out to pull her up and took the big black umbrella in her hand.

She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed devoutly.

The clear and moving little face looked a little peaceful and distant, but a trace of tranquil melancholy could be vaguely seen between the brows...

"Maybe this is forever..."

When she opened her eyes, she suddenly sighed quietly, glanced at Wang Hui in the photo, then turned to look at him, and said this in a low voice.

Yes, is there anything in this world that is more painful than this kind of separation between life and death?

The swaying candlelight reflected the snow-white corsage, so pale and gloomy. What kind of strong contrast did all this form?

It's so vivid that it makes people feel an indescribable heart-wrenching feeling.

As he said that, he bent down, took the fire, and put the white flowers into the flames, watching the white flowers being engulfed by the fire...

He didn't reply, he just put his arm around her thin shoulders, holding an umbrella in one hand, and silently looked at Wang Hui in the photo--

"Farewell between life and death, I have always known that it is so close to me. As early as when Ling Tian left, I could deeply understand this feeling. I don't want to have this scene happen again in front of me today, Xia Ye, tell me, is this fate? I am destined to never be able to live my whole life with peace of mind..."

Before he finished speaking, Xi Xiaye had already stood up and raised her hand to cover his mouth to prevent him from continuing.

"Don't say that! None of this is any of your business. Don't think about it. The reason why grandma left was because of my aunt and the others. None of this is any of your business. Do you understand?"

Xi Xiaye was worried that he would think so.

He smiled bitterly and reached out to grab her hand. "Okay, let's not think too much. Let it go. It will start tomorrow. Let's go back..."

‘Dengdengdeng--’

Mu Yuchen's voice fell, and he was about to hug Xi Xiaye and turn around when he suddenly heard a rhythmic footsteps coming from his ears -

It was the sound of high heels hitting the floor. The couple immediately turned their heads and looked subconsciously, and a black figure suddenly came into view.

She is a very beautiful looking woman.

A black gauze dress made her figure exquisite and slender. Her beautiful light golden hair was tied into a noble bun. Her fair and charming face had no expression. She only wore an emerald bracelet on her wrist, but it did not reduce her noble beauty.

It was the first time that Xi Xiaye saw such a beautiful woman. She had two different temperaments from her mother Shen Wenna. Shen Wenna was beautiful in her cold temperament, while the woman in front of her, in addition to her outstanding appearance, also showed a kind of enchanting beauty.

Xi Xiaye was a little curious about the identity of this woman, but as soon as she saw the woman's blue eyes, she knew the identity of this woman!

Delis!

The legendary Delis!

Gu Lingsha's mother, the woman that Gu Qihao cherished all his life!

From her delicate facial features, like Gu Lingsha, they were both rare beauties, and this woman's charm was far better than Gu Lingsha's. They were really mother and daughter!

Delis was holding a bunch of white daisies in her arms and wearing a white corsage on her chest. It was obvious that she came here to pay tribute to Wang Hui!

Seeing this woman, Mu Yuchen beside her also fell silent. Xi Xiaye could feel his arm around her shoulders tightening silently...