She smiled and wiped away her tears, watched him take his bag and go out, looked up at the sky, and felt that the dark cloud had been pressing overhead, not dispersing for a long time, just like the haze in her heart.

Pei Junhao quickly arranged the itinerary, and the family went to London to mourn Li Xianjing.

The funeral was not as grand as imagined, but it was more solemn than imagined, Hua Zhengfeng was completely immersed in pain, and Chu Binxuan was also very sad and lost.

Shi Keqian had just conceived a child, wearing a somewhat loose black coat, with a sad look, she told Mu Zhihan and Pei Junhao: "Mom smiled when she closed her eyes, she was wearing a beautiful wedding dress and fell into her father's arms, wearing a diamond ring that her father ordered for him, she said she was so happy." ”

This is a special wedding that has been waiting for more than 20 years, two old people who have passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven wear the groom's gown's gown, accompanied by the melodious bells, they smile and hold hands slowly towards the holy church, beautiful flower petals from both sides of their snow-white dress, blessings and cheers frequently come to the ears.

"Mr. Hua Zhengfeng, would you like to marry Ms. Li Xianjing, and be willing to love her forever and accompany her forever, regardless of health or illness?" the pastor's soft voice was like God's prayer.

"I do!" smiling eyes glistened with tears, and he gently took her hand, which was so thin that it was almost bone, and kissed her affectionately and lovingly.

"Ms. Li Xianjing, are you willing to marry Mr. Hua Zhengfeng as your wife, no matter whether you are poor or rich, you will always love him and accompany him forever?"

"I do!" Li Xianjing's deep-set eyes flashed a light that had been silent for a long time, with tears, choked up but smiling and snuggling to her lover.

The two exchanged rings with trembling hands, and he took her hand and walked slowly out with her willow-like thin waist.

"Xian, my wife. He whispered in her ear, feeling her steps become heavy, her fluttering body slowly leaning on his shoulder, he knew that she was too tired, she had been very tired and tired for more than twenty years, and today she was so excited, completely overdrawn her strength, she was tired, too tired.

"Feng, my love, my dear husband, I have finally waited for this day, I thought I could not wait any longer, I am so happy! I feel that I am the happiest woman in the world!" her body slowly fell into his arms, her beautiful and deep-set eyes gave out the last happy and satisfied light, smiling, looking at her newlywed husband affectionately, and said weakly: "But, how I want to be with you again!"

After her big sunken eyes finished speaking, she slowly closed them with a touch of happiness and deep regret.

She fell, she fell at the wedding she had been looking forward to for more than twenty years, in the arms of her beloved husband.

Although Hua Zhengfeng had been mentally prepared, he was still crushed in an instant, he held her body that was gradually no longer breathing, and sat on the cold floor of the church, no one could afford to call her, and he couldn't persuade him.

"Shhhhhhh

He held her quietly, gently stroked her hair, watched her long eyelashes cast a shadow over her snow-pale face, and for several hours, he did not dare to move, for fear of waking up his sleeping wife.

When the night sky in London was gradually covered with a layer of mist, Chu Binxuan gently stepped forward in tears and shouted: "Dad, Mom is a little cold when she sleeps here, she wants to go home and sleep." ”

Hua Zhengfeng seemed to wake up and said, "Yes, yes, she can't be cold, her body is very cold." Xian, I'll take you home, turn on the heating, I'll hold you, and you won't be cold. ”

He hugged her, struggled to stand up, hugged her to the Ferrari, and whispered: "Honey, I'll carry you home, carry you home so that you can rest, wake up, I'll make you your favorite sugar porridge." ”

In the last period of time, Li Xianjing could only drink porridge, Hua Zhengfeng personally cooked sugar porridge for him every day, no matter how bad her appetite was, she must drink a bowl.

He held her tightly in his arms all the way, his face pressed against her cold face, hot tears rolling down her pale face.

He knew how tenaciously she struggled with the disease in her last days, and in order to wait for this day, she paid unimaginable hardships for ordinary people, just like she endured the torment of longing more than 20 years ago, hiding in the corner and watching the man and child she loved deeply.

Back in their new room, he put her on the soft and luxurious big bed in the bedroom, turned on the heating to the maximum, took off his coat, went to bed and hugged her, and warmed her cold body with his own body.

"Xian, I know you're tired, you've been tired for more than 20 years, get a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, I'm going to take you around the world, to all the places you want to go, to every place we've ever been to and have good memories. ”

He knew she wouldn't wake up, she wouldn't wake up again, but he seemed to wake her up with thoughts and memories.

He recounted their beautiful past, from the first meeting, acquaintance, love, to the non-stop narration, those experiences are vivid, touching the softest depths of his heart.

"Xian, you left so ruthlessly, are you punishing me? Let me spend the rest of my life in thoughts and memories, as you did for more than twenty years before, with such painful suffering. ”

"You have to remember what I look like, even if you drink Meng Po soup, you have to remember what I look like, I want to continue my marriage with you for another lifetime, no separation, no disease, no pain, only love and companionship. ”

He murmured as he put his arms around her through a long, too-short wedding night.

This is the moment they have been waiting for for more than twenty years!

For this moment, they paid too much, too much, but she fell asleep forever.

Mu Zhihan and Pei Junhao stood in a large crowd of mourners dressed in black, and everyone* bowed deeply to the woman in the wedding dress on the photo, and the beautiful eyes sunken weakly revealed a hint of joy.

Her love is not touching, but it is enough to move all those present.

Mu Zhihan looked at the portrait, and the tears she couldn't hold back didn't stop, and many uninformed people didn't think she was Chu Binxuan's godsister, but thought she was Li Xianjing's own daughter.

Pei Junhao has been with her, supporting her, and constantly gently wiping away her tears and soothing her grief.

"Xuan, please mourn!" A familiar and clear voice came, Mu Zhihan and Pei Junhao saw a woman in a black coat standing next to Chu Binxuan, the tight and stylish clothes supported her delicate figure, and the pitch-black coat set off her skin and snow.

"Dalena. Mu Zhihan whispered to Pei Junhao: "Your Cambridge classmate Dalena is here." ”

Before the two could greet each other, Dalena had already spotted them, her big blue eyes shining with surprise.

"Hao!" she shouted as she walked towards them.

She opened her arms enthusiastically and smiled sweetly at Pei Junhao, Pei Junhao hugged her lightly and said with a smile: "I'm so glad to meet you again, Dalena, you are as beautiful and charming as before." ”

Dalena smiled heartily and said, "Hao, any beauty pales in comparison to your handsomeness. ”

"Hello! Mu Zhihan stretched out her hand a little shyly.

"Hello, beautiful Chinese girl. Dalena also reached out in a friendly way, and the two slender hands gently clasped together.

"I'm going to officially introduce you to my fiancée, Dalena. Pei Junhao took Mu Zhihan's hand and said with a smile: "Mu Zhihan, my wife who is about to get married." ”

Mu Zhihan clearly saw the surprise in Dalena's eyes, and the smile stiffened on her beautiful face for a moment, and a trace of deep loss flashed.

"Hao, you should fight, you have been hiding from me for so long. Dalena smiled and teased very decently, and then changed her tone to a very serious tone: "Hao, I have something to look for you after the funeral, something very important." ”

I don't know why, Mu Zhihan suddenly had a strong uneasiness, this uneasiness actually came when she received the news of Chu Binxuan's mother's death, she thought it was just because her death touched the sadness in her heart, but she now feels that her uneasiness comes from another unpredictable fear in her heart, that feeling you can't capture, but it's everywhere.

She believes in Pei Junhao, and she doesn't have a trace of suspicion in her heart because of Dalena, but a woman's sixth sense is really a strange thing, and she believes that something will happen.

After the funeral, Dalena called Pei Junhao to a secluded place, I didn't know what to say to him, it seemed to be very mysterious, Pei Junhao's expression was very abnormal when he came back, I can't say what kind of emotion it is, but it is enough to affect Mu Zhihan's heart.

"Junhao, what is Dalena looking for you?" she asked tentatively.

"She said that she needs my help, I have to go out with her later, Zhihan, Uncle Hua and Binxuan are still in extreme grief, you stay to comfort them more, and help me take care of Ke Qian. ”

"Brother Hao, Sister Zhihan. Shi Keqian walked over with Chu Binxuan, whose face was a little pale, and Pei Junhao and Mu Zhihan softly comforted Chu Binxuan in grief.

"Binxuan, you and your uncle poured out all the love in your heart in your aunt's last days, and your aunt will be very pleased, and besides, Keqian has a child, you have to cheer up. ”

"Thank you, Zhihan. Chu Binxuan knew that although Mu Zhihan didn't see her mother much, she had a special affection for her mother, and when her mother died, her mood was equally sad.

"Zhihan, stay a few more days, and accompany Ke Qian, but I don't know if Junhao is very busy. Chu Binxuan tactfully retained.

"I happen to have some things to do in London, so Zhihan and I will stay for a few days, and Zhihan will come to the house often to disturb her. Pei Junhao said.

"I'm just looking for a companion, Sister Zhihan. Shi Keqian showed a deep dimple and held Mu Zhihan affectionately, and Pei Junhao and Chu Binxuan, the two rivals in love, also looked at each other and smiled friendly.