The funeral was originally deserted, but because Zhao Yunchu had been waiting by Mu Qingxue's side, the next day, the people who came to mourn suddenly became endless.

After two lifetimes, Mu Qingxue has long been well versed in the warmth and coldness of human feelings.

It's just that Mu Qingxue doesn't want to disturb her parents' quiet way away, and Mu Qingxue is not enthusiastic about everyone who comes to mourn, but she is not rude.

After the funeral, Mu Qingxue has been living at home, and Zhao Yunchu doesn't say anything, but every day after work, he will come to Mu's house, accompany Mu Qingxue to have dinner together, and spend the evening time together.

It is often Mu Qingxue who watches TV absentmindedly, and often loses his mind when he watches it. And Zhao Yunchu was by her side while opening his notebook to deal with business.

Zhao Yunchu really just accompanied her, let her be in a daze, let her do nothing, don't remind her, don't correct her, she can do whatever she wants, Zhao Yunchu just accompanies her.

For a long time, the five people who lived in Mu Mansion, Mu Changfeng, Mu Qingxue, Zhao Yunchu, Li Junyan, and Liu Qingwu, everyone seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Aunt Lin looked at these children she was guarding to grow up, and in addition to feeling distressed and sad, she could only prepare three meals a day for them on time and remind them to eat well.

Since Aunt Lin can remember, her parents, and grandparents all worked in the Mu family, and the Mu family treated people generously, and Aunt Lin really regarded this place as her home.

When his husband and wife were alive, they also bought them a house and gave them enough pensions so that they could enjoy their old age in peace.

However, Aunt Lin is reluctant to leave here, this is her home, how can she be willing to leave?

Aunt Lin and her family of three continued to stay in the Mu family, while Mr. and Mrs. still lived the house in their names.

Although Aunt Lin knew that these children could be said to be tasteless, Aunt Lin still could follow the taste of these children and carefully prepare every meal for them.

Afraid of being worried, Mu Qingxue didn't say it to anyone, she had insomnia.

She lay in bed, with her eyes open, and spent one long, long night after another, in the dark.

This night, after Mu Qingxue turned off the light, she leaned in front of the window.

The moonlight poured silently on the courtyard, on every leaf and flower. A thin blue mist floated in the lotus pond. The leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk, and they are like dreams wrapped in light veils. Although it was a full moon, there was a faint cloud in the sky, so it could not be illuminated.

Mu Qingxue's eyes drooped, but she saw a white rose lying quietly on the windowsill.

Mu Qingxue was stunned for a moment, then slowly picked up the flower branch, put it on the tip of her nose, and sniffed lightly.