Chapter 2738 Uncle's Autistic Girl (122)

Quiet, lifeless.

like dying.

Bai Weiwei floated cross-legged in the air and followed him in a daze.

On the last day, she lay in the freezer of the coffin.

The girl's face is as delicate and flawless as a flower after special makeup.

Her delicate lips were also extremely beautifully red.

She lay quietly in the freezer, her skin as crystal clear as jade.

A red cheongsam, gorgeous and luxurious.

This is the best cheongsam in Yu Shaoyun's collection.

He didn't let her wear it.

Because the cheongsam has a story, it is a wedding dress made by an embroiderer who died for love.

Because her deceased lover went to business and never returned.

And what he liked most was the way she wore a cheongsam.

For him, she embroidered this cheongsam for three years, painstakingly and fully satisfied.

Three years later, I waited for the news of my lover's death.

The cheongsam was new because no one had a chance to wear it.

Yu Shaoyun's collection is also for the exquisite workmanship of embroidery.

He didn't feel touched by that story.

It wasn't until he met Bai Weiwei that he said, "The cheongsam looks good, it's not good."

He loves her and wants to pet her.

He held it in the palm of his hand and took good care of it.

Even if she thinks too much, she can't bear to fall on her.

Bai Weiwei just smiled, "What are you hiding this clothes for?"

Yu Shaoyun listened, and also showed a gentle smile, "Maybe in the future, when we are old, when you are very old, I will dress you personally, we will get off Huangquan Road, and we can get married again. "

Bai Weiwei bah, "We haven't got married yet, where can we do it again."

Yu Shaoyun: "When I make a hundred pieces of jade jewelry for you as a dowry, I will marry you."

Only then did Bai Weiwei know why he had been making those jade jewelry for her in a hurry.

It turned out to be waiting for her as a dowry.

The jade is warm and moist, waiting for those who are destined to come together.

This is this sullen man, the deepest expression of love.

It was the most romantic thing he could do.

Everything was in order at the funeral.

Yu Shaoyun handled everything quietly.

His expression was indifferent, his eyes were dead and lifeless.

Chen Shan has been following him, forcing him to eat.

But couldn't force him to sleep.

He didn't take a break from start to finish, like a clockwork robot.

At the funeral, he stood by the coffin and looked at the young girl who looked like a flower in the coffin.

Finally, the man slowly reached out and touched her face.

He spoke softly, his voice unusually dry and hoarse.

"I thought I would go before you."

After all, she was so young.

so cute.

The youngest, the best age.

He was the one who should have died early, with a rotten heart.

The outside is bright and beautiful, but the inside is rotten under the shell.

Yu Shaoyun twitched the corners of his tight mouth, revealing an ugly smile.

"You shouldn't have met me."

Those who love him will not end well.

It seems that when I was very young, my family once invited people to see Feng Shui.

Seeing him, the feng shui master touched his head and said, "Love will not last long, and wisdom will be hurt. You should be rich and noble in the future, but... alas."

That sigh, no one believed it.

He didn't believe it either.

Later, I don't know why, every time it is quiet at night, I always think of that sentence, that sigh.

He couldn't remember what the feng shui master looked like.

But remember what he said.

Deep love...he doesn't believe this the most.

But found love is the most correct sentence.

She is fond of her lost parents, and self-loathing betrays their education.

For her, the whole world collapsed.

He pursues to the end, but is only one person, and loves him like the whole world.

He got it.

But lost again.