The three of them sat opposite each other, the piano accompaniment in the café flowed slowly, and Bo Jing's words to Fang Cai were tantamount to a thunderbolt.

Song Aiwei was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Li Shaoyan is different from his brother, but he didn't expect to fall into the deadlock of family marriage. ”

She couldn't understand how two people who didn't love each other at all should live together, and she couldn't guess what kind of despair and tribulation a sunny boy like Li Shaoyan had to take this step.

"He is too pitiful, it is obvious that Li Shaotian has done something wrong, but he wants him to bear the consequences." Xin Manqing's eyes flashed unbearable, Li Shaoyan she had seen a few times, she had a simple personality, and she was a typical rich child.

Bo Jingyu listened to the words of the two, a helpless smile flashed on the corner of his lips, and explained slowly: "You still haven't understood, people are ambitious, but he is only showing it now." ”

How could Li Shaotian's younger brother be a good kind?

Xin Manqing frowned because of his frown, and asked worriedly: "You mean that he will be embarrassed with us?" ”

Bo Jingyu was noncommittal, his eagle-like sharp eyes looked into the distance, and said frankly: "What's the embarrassment, am I still afraid of him as a stinky child!" ”

Xin Manqing looked at him with fascination, his high-spirited and unstoppable heroic appearance, and his clear eyes were fixed on his knife-like handsome face, and he couldn't move away.

Song Aiwei retorted: "No, I know a little about him, and Li Shaoyan also disagrees with his brother's behavior, let alone repeat his brother's mistakes." ”

Bo Jingyu raised his eyebrows to look at her, took a deep breath, and asked rhetorically: "How much do you know about him, if you have no intention of fighting, how can you marry the Zhang family against your heart?" ”

Song Aiwei couldn't answer, her peach blossom eyes were a little dignified, and she secretly decided that she must find a chance to talk to Li Shaoyan.

"Okay, let's not talk about these irrelevant things, let's talk about Mr. Shen's funeral tomorrow, is everything ready?" Song Aiwei didn't want to say more, for fear that these words would reach Bo Yanyu's ears and he would have to eat inexplicable flying vinegar again.

Xin Manqing's eyes were full of sorrow when he heard this, and he said carefully: "Everything is ready." ”

Song Aiwei nodded: "There are a few people in the courtyard who have seen Mr. Shen, and the doctors who respect him are also going, it's a pity, Mr. is finally about to come to the bitter end, but this happened." ”

Bo Jingyu hugged Xin Manqing, gently rubbed her shoulder, and whispered comfortingly: "Uncle Shen has so many people behind him to remember it, and it is not in vain that he has worked hard. ”

Xin Manqing nodded, but the thoughts and sorrows in her heart couldn't help but slip down the corners of her eyes, she didn't want to lose her temper, so she could only bury her head in Bo Jingyu's chest, and only raised her head after the tears stopped.

Seeing this, Song Aiwei knew that it was not suitable to stay any longer, so she got up and said goodbye: "Big brother, sister-in-law, the hospital still needs patients to be revisited, so I will be out of company first." ”

Bo Jing bowed his head and said goodbye to her.

After seeing the person leave, he hugged Xin Manqing beside him tightly into his arms, and gave a string of gentle kisses on her sideburns, and his cello-like voice whispered: "Uncle Shen has suffered a lot in his life, it is a good thing that he has reached Bliss early, and he will be worried if he sees you so sad in heaven." ”

Bo Jingyu said while gently wiping away the tears on her face, and her heart also sank with Xin Manqing's mood.

Xin Manqing choked up, tears wet the shirt on his chest, and said vaguely: "Really? Is Uncle Shen liberated? ”

Bo Jingyu rested her chin on the top of her hair, nodded slightly, and said seriously: "Of course." Do you still remember, Uncle Shen left with a smile, he got revenge, and there was no more concern in his heart. ”

Xin Manqing got up from his arms, his eyes were hazy with tears: "Yes, Uncle Shen is very relieved to leave." ”

The two said something else, and then left and returned to Jingyuan.

The autumn breeze is whisk, and the maple leaves are red, adding a bit of vitality to the Jingyuan in late autumn.

Bo Jingyu hugged Xin Manqing, and as soon as he entered the door, Yihuan threw himself into the arms of the two, crying and crying, unable to say a complete sentence.

Xin Manqing took her daughter into her arms distressedly, wiped her tears for her, and persuaded in a low voice: "What's wrong with Yihuan?" What are you crying about? ”

Bo Jingyu also took his daughter's hand and comforted: "Yes, say it, Daddy will help you teach him a lesson!" ”

Yi Huan's tears were still dripping down, and it took a while to spit out a complete sentence: "They said that tomorrow is Grandpa Shen's funeral, and Grandpa Shen is no longer there, right?" ”

After saying that, she cried loudly again, and even couldn't breathe.

Xin Manqing was silent when she heard this, they couldn't hide it from Yi Huan, they just didn't want her to come into contact with death so early.

"Daddy, Mommy, is this true? Is it really true? Yi Huan's eyes were red from crying, and he choked up and asked.

Bo Jingyu nodded heavily, Xin Manqing couldn't help crying, and turned his head away unwilling to let his daughter see it.

"Okay, then I'll go tomorrow and send Grandpa Shen on his last journey." Yi Huan wiped her tears, and it took a while for her to come to her senses and make such a request.

"Okay, I'll take you." Bo Jingyu squatted down, looked at his daughter at eye level, and said softly: "Yihuan, you are still young, in fact, death is not the end, just to live in another world, Grandpa Shen is actually still with us, but we can't see him." ”

Yi Huan's eyes widened and she stopped crying: "Really? He's still with me? ”

"That's right." Bo Jingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally coaxed his daughter.

Yi Huan finally stopped crying, Xin Manqing took her daughter in her arms, went to the princess's room on the second floor, and coaxed her to sleep, until she watched her breathe evenly and fell asleep, then turned off the lights and went out.

Back in the master bedroom, Bo Jingyu was half-lying on the bed waiting for her, and when she saw Xin Manqing entering the door, she patted her shoulder, and said thoughtfully: "If you want to cry, cry, my shoulder will always belong to you." ”

Xin Manqing lowered his eyes, lifted the quilt and lay beside him, leaning his head sideways on the solid and powerful shoulder, and his heart was finally a little more stable.

"Go to bed early, don't think too much, I have to preside over Uncle Shen's funeral tomorrow, and I'm still busy." Bo Jingyu helped her drag the quilt, and her dark eyes were full of pampering.

Xin Manqing nodded, the two turned off the bed lamp, hugged each other, and didn't rest too well with their hearts.

In the early morning of the next day, the crisp sound of birdsong woke up the two, and Xin Manqing struggled to get up, and the place next to him was already empty. She was so appealing, Bo Jingyu pushed the door in.

"The car is ready, let's go when you pack up."

Xin Manqing got up and went to the bathroom, but after a while, he changed into black mourning clothes, solemn with a bit of solemnity, a plain melon seed face, and insomnia under his eyes did not hide it at all.

"Let's go." Yi Huan also came down from upstairs, with a black woolen skirt, which was rare without any accessories.