Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Hundred Cities Meeting (2)

Why not?

Yun Lingxiu kicked the stones on the side of the road and sighed.

Chu Mo's face from a moment ago appeared in front of him, haggard and pale, with a drop of crystal lying under his eyes.

He couldn't help but think of the day Chu Ziyi returned home.

It was also such an afternoon, in the courtyard in front of the lobby, he also looked at her from a distance as he did today, watching her serious appearance of talking carefully with the elders of the Chu Mansion.

At that time, she had just sent off Steward Chu and took on all kinds of burdens in the house, and before she could prepare properly, the elders of the Qilian main clan hurried over.

Regarding Chu Yu's recent matters, Chu Mo has full authority to report to the Chu clan. The dramatic twist and turn of events was a source of difficulty for the elders to accept.

But for Chu Yu's funeral arrangements, Chu Mo, who has always been indifferent, seems to have changed as if he has changed a person, with a resolute attitude and no doubt.

She was always in a hurry, let alone resting.

Even Bai Yu'er frowned worriedly.

Sister Chu ...... like this Is it really okay? ”

The mourning music in the mourning hall was bursting, and a group of Chu family disciples and slaves knelt on both sides of the mourning hall, crying. The heavy and solemn atmosphere enveloped the entire Lingcheng Chu Mansion, which was sad.

At that time, Yun Lingxiu looked at Chu Mo not far away in a daze. For a moment, the voices seemed to be completely cut off from the ears, distant and noisy.

No!

It's not that he isolates those voices, it's the whole world that isolates him!

And she stood in that world, busy in vain, with a gentle and dull face, as if there was no joy or sorrow.

Yun Lingxiu was stunned for a moment, and was silent for a long time. After a while, he said softly, "It will get better." ”

It's going to be fine.

I promise.

With just a few words, I don't know if I was responding to Bai Yu'er or muttering to myself.

Bai Yu'er was not sure of his mood for a while, and was worried about what to say, when she saw a figure quickly turn into the courtyard and go straight towards the lobby.

The man was wearing a light blue robe, tall and handsome, with an air of indifference and detachment. He came from outside the palace gate, tired from the dust and the long journey.

The man stood in front of the mourning hall for a moment, his body swaying slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

But the sad cries in the ears, the layout of the mourning hall in front of him, and the sad faces on the faces of the Chu family disciples in white mourning clothes on both sides were not fake.

In the end, he knelt straight down to the mourning hall in front of him and wailed.

"Master..."

Only then did Bai Yu'er see the man's indifferent face and exclaimed.

"Chu Ziyi?"

Chu Mo obviously also noticed the situation here, and was not surprised, and indifferently walked into the lobby with the elders.

As early as when Chu Yu was killed, she flew a pigeon to pass on the book to him and recalled him. The head of the Chu family died, and he was the one who needed to be in charge. This person who inherits the throne of the head of the Chu family must be none other than Chu Ziyi!

Chu Mo stood quietly in front of the mourning hall for a moment, and knelt down beside Chu Ziyi.

"Senior brother..."Chu Mo handed him three sticks of incense and said lightly, "Give incense to my father!" ”

They knelt in a row so naturally, and Yun Lingxiu looked at their backs from afar.

After the bow, Chu Ziyi was still stunned. Chu Mo straightened the hem of her skirt and got up to leave, but Chu Ziyi grabbed her wrist.

"Ah Mo ......"

The senior brother who had been with her for many years grabbed her wrist, his voice choked, and he said ashamedly, "These days... You've done a great job! ”

"It's just my duty." Chu Mo said lightly, did not look back, turned his back to the mourning hall, and looked at the blue sky on the Daiwa outside the hall, "Senior brother don't have to worry!" ”

"Ah Mo!" Chu Ziyi raised his head slightly, looked at her smooth side face, and sighed lightly, "Senior brother is back!" ”

"I want to cry... Just cry out..."

Before the words fell, Chu Mo was already in tears.

A tear slipped from his face, but in a moment, he sank to the ground and disappeared.

From such a distance, Yun Lingxiu could clearly see the tears.

Like a heavy stone, it gently smashed into the heart.

His heart froze.

I saw that the handsome young man who hurried back had already gotten up and hugged the girl in front of him into his arms.

The girl who had been spinning for many days, strong and calm, suddenly seemed to have opened a tear gate, and cried breathlessly in the arms of her senior brother who had been with her for many years.

That's who she really trusts and relies on.

Chu Ziyi. Her brother.

Since childhood, he has been a sweetheart.

"Although Chu Ziyi has an easy-going personality, he is extremely attentive to this junior sister and will never be sloppy." I remembered the rumors I heard during the Optimus trial......

That world seems to be even more distant.

But the words of the Chu family master before his death clearly echoed in his ears, "Ling Xiu, in the future, are you willing to take care of her for me?" ”

Reminiscing, Yun Lingxiu unconsciously kicked a stone harder. The pebble jumped up, scratched across the ground, and into the pond in front of it, making a big splash.

"What's so boring?"

The cold voice was like a handful of clear water, breaking Yun Lingxiu's chaotic mind.

Yun Yuan walked slowly from the other end of the road, with a hint of understanding on his handsome face, "Since you have the intention in your heart, why not fight?" ”

Intentionally.

These four words were like a mirror, illuminating the predicament in Yun Lingxiu's heart.

The emotions in his eyes changed in a thousand ways, and finally they came back to a flood.

However, thinking of all the things in the past few days, his eyes instantly darkened, opened his mouth, and said astringently.

"The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless..."

"Yun Yuan, there are really feelings in this world, can they compare to the love of childhood sweethearts who are accompanied by the youngest?"

"Then I'm with you..." Yun Yuan, who was not good at talking, paused, and organized the language for a while before he said lightly, "And she is to you... Can there be conflicts? ”

“…”

Yun Lingxiu shook his head without hesitation, and it took a while to understand, and his eyes lit up again.

"What's more..."Yun Yuan looked at the tall figure who was walking towards this place not far behind Yun Lingxiu, "Flowing water... Not necessarily ruthless..."

With that, he turned around and left.

"What have you been talking about lately..."Yun Lingxiu looked dazed, and just about to stop him, he was stopped by the person behind him.

"Ling Xiu..."

The person who came stood in a pavilion, carrying the dim sum that was held in Nan Rongpuchu's hand a moment ago.

The white mourning clothes made her delicate face even paler, but her eyebrows and eyes were soft, and she looked at him seriously and intently, and said lightly.

"I love your dim sum."

The pupils are only black and white, and your face is unique.

In my eyes, it's just you.