Chapter 613: Death and the Same Burial (Grand Finale)

Yun Qinghuan passed away peacefully.

Bai Naihan's eyes were red, but he didn't say a word. He just hugged her and stared blankly.

The whole room was filled with suppressed crying.

Bai Jinxue also cried. She went forward and hugged Bai Naihan, "Dad."

Bai Naihan didn't say anything.

After a long while, he said, "You guys go out first. I'll pack up for your mother. She wants to be decent in this life. She should be decent when she leaves."

The old man looked at the wife he loved all his life, and the smile on his face was very gentle.

Bai Jinxue was not at ease, "Dad, I'll stay with you."

Her father was old, how could he change clothes for her mother?

Bai Naihan refused, "No need."

After everyone left, Bai Naihan put Yun Qinghuan on the bed, and then began to talk, while looking for clothes in the closet.

"Why did you leave first? Don't be in a hurry to leave, wait for me, I will go with you, so that you won't be lonely on the road."

"Qinghuan, the luckiest thing in my life is meeting you. I dare not think that if I didn't meet you like in my dream, how hard my life would be."

"You gave me a warm home, Qinghuan, I love you too, can we be together in the next life? Wait for me, I will find you."

The old man kept chattering and pulled out a whole set of clothes with a sense of age from the closet.

These were the clothes that Yun Qinghuan wore when the two got married, and they were well preserved.

Bai Naihan took a look and touched them with some nostalgia, as if the girl with a beautiful smile and beautiful face that he put on the tip of his heart was standing in front of him again.

He couldn't help but smile.

He stepped forward and kissed the old lady on the face who was no longer breathing.

Even though she was full of wrinkles, in his eyes, she was still young.

He filled a basin with hot water and wiped her body carefully. Even though she was dead and couldn't feel the cold, heat or pain, he was still very careful and even the water temperature was just right.

After wiping and putting on clothes, he began to trim her nails, then applied nail polish and hand cream.

He also carefully applied skin care products to her face and combed her hair neatly.

After finishing, the old man was exhausted and panting.

He looked at the old lady lying on the bed as if she was sleeping, and smiled and said, "Wait for me, I'll go and clean up."

His body had long been at the end of its strength, and he was still alive now, but he was just holding on.

He couldn't bear to let her watch him go first.

Now that she has left, he has nothing to worry about.

The old man slowly cleaned himself up, took a bath, put on his wedding clothes, and looked in the mirror.

The old man in the mirror was hunched over, and his whole body was thin and unrecognizable.

Wearing clothes from her youth, the sleeves were blowing in the wind, as if she was secretly wearing adult clothes.

Actually, it was not very good-looking.

He smiled bitterly and began to tidy up his hair again, "Qinghuan, you like good-looking men, and you must not dislike me for my current appearance."

When they were young, the two of them talked about love, and she liked to touch his face the most, teasing how he looked, and how everything about him touched her heart?

He still remembered the playful and cunning female hooligan.

Bai Naihan packed for a long time, even putting on his shoes, and then sat at the table and took out the letter he had written long ago.

It was for his children.

Put it on the table.

Then, he lay beside Yun Qinghuan peacefully, stretched out his hands to hug her, and closed his eyes, "I'm here, we will die together."

The three brothers and sisters of Bai Jinan did not go far, but walked back and forth at the door, and from time to time they pressed against the door to listen to the movement inside.

They did not dare to urge them.

Bai Jinxue knew that the most painful person for her mother's death was not her children, but her father.

She saw how much her father loved her mother.

It was because there was such an enviable couple around her that Bai Jinxue believed in love since she was a child, and she always used her parents' feelings as a standard to find a lover.

Unfortunately, love is really rare, especially in their circle of fame and fortune, it is not easy to meet a lover who suits your heart.

The two brothers are like this, even if they are very good to their sisters-in-law, they are gentlemen and never mess around with men and women. Every time they go home to help take care of the children except for work.

In the eyes of outsiders, her two brothers are definitely good men.

The sisters-in-law seem to live very happily.

But Bai Jinxue knows the two brothers. They should like their sisters-in-law, but it seems that they have not reached love.

In the two brothers, she sees more respect for each other.

In short, it is difficult to have the feeling of her parents getting along.

Because Bai Jinxue has high requirements for relationships and can't tolerate any sand in her eyes, she often suffers setbacks in relationships, and her mother is worried about her even when she dies.

Thinking of this, Bai Jinxue couldn't help but redden her eyes again.

She stood outside for a long time until the noise in the room stopped, and then she went forward to knock on the door, "Dad?"

"Dad, did you hear it?"

She subconsciously looked at her brother, "Brother!"

Somewhat panicked.

There was a bad premonition in her heart.

Bai Jinan frowned, worry flashed in his eyes, and went straight forward to turn the door, but found that the door was locked from the inside by his uncle, and hurriedly asked someone to get the key.

After getting the key, Bai Jinan went to unlock it, his hands trembling.

It took several attempts to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, several people were stunned.

On the bed, two neatly tidy old people were lying peacefully, smiling at each other and holding hands.

Bai Jinxue almost fell to the ground, and Bai Jingye, with red eyes, supported her in time, "Be careful."

Bai Jinxue reacted and hurriedly went forward to pull her father, "Dad, wake up! Wake up!"

Unfortunately, the old man could not be woken up again.

Bai Jinan put his hand on the nose of his uncle, and he had already stopped breathing.

Choked, "Xiaoxue, uncle is gone."

Bai Jinxue burst into tears.

Bai Jingye looked around the room and his eyes fell on the table, "An'an, Xiaoxue, godfather seems to have left a letter."

Bai Jinxue hurried over and opened the letter to read.

He wrote two full pages, first telling the younger generations one by one, but throughout the whole article, Yun Qinghuan was the one he wrote the most.

In the letter, Bai Naihan asked them not to be sad, because people always have this day to die.

He was lucky to be able to hold on until now.

He also said that their mother was always afraid of the dark, and he was worried about letting her go alone, so he wanted to go with her first.

Finally, he told the funeral arrangements, asking the younger generations to bury the two together and not separate them.

After reading this, Bai Jinxue let out her suppressed crying.

Bai Jinan, with red eyes, stepped forward and let his sister lean on his shoulder to feel uncomfortable.

The funeral was very grand, and the death of the two caused a sensation across the country. Many netizens were deeply moved by the feelings of the two people.

This is the love of holding hands and growing old together.