Chapter 983

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He Jiayi was taken aback for a moment.

Yun Ci said: "At first I wanted to keep it a secret, but Mr. Jun found out about it. The moment he got the news, he suddenly collapsed, and he is still lying in the hospital without waking up."

He Jiayi didn't know what to say for a while.

Because of Shen Zhiyu, he knew more or less about the Jun family.

Mr. Jun lost his father and mother in his early years. When he was young, he supported the entire Jun family with one hand, and raised his younger sister with the other. The younger sister was married to an inhumane person, and died of illness. He lost his younger sister in middle age. He devoted all his love for his younger sister to this one and only His little nephew, his son died in a car accident, and his little nephew, after all, left before him.

One painful incident after another cut a knife in his heart, leaving scars that will never fade.

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After all, Xia Beiqing did not have a burial, and decided to find a suitable opportunity to bring his ashes back to Ye Kingdom and Jun's family.

Yun Ci waited until the next afternoon before preparing to leave for Shuo Country. Before leaving, she hugged Xia Beiqing for the last time, stroked the jar with her hand, and said, "Beiqing, we will see each other again soon. "

He Jiayi drove Yun Ci to the place where he was flying.

After returning, he saw Shen Zhiyu sitting on the floor of the living room, still holding Xia Beiqing's urn.

He Jiayi walked over, knelt down beside Shen Zhiyu, and said, "Get up and eat something, I'll ask Aunt Liu to prepare it for you."

Shen Zhiyu shook his head stiffly.

He Jiayi was anxious: "You've been sitting here for three days and three nights, if you continue like this, you won't be able to hold on."

Shen Zhiyu didn't speak.

He Jiayi sighed, and persuaded: "But you can't hold him forever, let's find a place to put him first?"

Yun Ci asked, "Is Shen Zhiyu okay?"

Xia Beiqing's death must have been a fatal blow to him.

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

The car stopped at the door of the apartment.

Yun Ci got off the car and looked up.

The door of the apartment was not closed, and the simple funeral was held in the apartment. The living room was dead silent, with large white flowers hanging on it, and Xia Beiqing's photo of his death was placed on the top. In the photo, he was still smiling, with crooked eyes Smile like sunshine.

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

Yun Ci walked in, saw Shen Zhiyu's appearance, and realized what He Jiayi meant by not knowing how to describe it.

Shen Zhiyu seemed to have aged a lot overnight, and he could vaguely see strands of silver in his black hair, but on his face, he could see no pain or sadness, and he couldn't even reveal a trace of emotion, and his face was so calm that it made people panic.

He didn't look at Xia Beiqing's posthumous photo, nor at the urn in his arms. His eyes behind the glasses were loose and empty, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

It wasn't until he heard Yun Ci's footsteps that he seemed to turn around, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Yun Ci, his gloomy eyes could see nothing but darkness.

"You're here..." Shen Zhiyu's voice was very hoarse, light and weightless, as if he had no weight: "Beiqing...I should really want to see you again."

Looking at the urn in Shen Zhiyu's arms, Yun Ci felt as if her heart had been punched hard, she couldn't breathe, she had already made preparations before coming here, and at this moment, everything fell apart.

Obviously the last time I saw him, he was still sitting in a wheelchair, he was still smiling, and he was still holding a pen to write stroke by stroke on the paper.

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