Only a few people knew that Zhang Buxi passed away and left quietly.

The next day, the ice coffin was transported back to Yungang, and the unanimous decision of the Bai family was to place Zhang Buxi's grave in Yungang, and many people went that day.

Cui Wanwan, Song Xinrou, and Xu Jiangzhen, who rushed back again, saw off Zhang Buxi, and Ying Qianxiu was at the back and followed silently. Rong Zheng also appeared, but was not allowed to go in to see him off.

There is another person, as if no one knows her, she is Lin Yuanyuan.

Only she learned about Zhang Buxi's death, but she didn't tell her family.

Lin Yuanyuan's appearance was to chant for Zhang Buxi, and after the chanting was completed, she came quietly and left quietly.

The little grandmother was held by Bai Nansen, and the eldest brother Bai Yinyuan was holding the spiritual position......

Xiao Nan En was very strong at the beginning, she didn't cry, and she was always quiet.

Until it was time to be buried and Bernansen had to take him away, the little grandmother finally cried: "Mom, the baby wants the mother, the baby wants the mother, the mother wants the mother......"

The little grandmother struggled hard in Bernansen's arms, wanting to come down and snatch her mother back.

Pernansen's eyes were red, but he still hugged the little granny tightly, "Granny is good, don't make trouble, mom is resting, let's not disturb her." ”

"It's not good, it's not good at all, the baby wants a mother, and the baby only needs a mother."

"Mommy, mommy, Ya, baby's Ya, baby Ya......"

Little Grandma yelled and cried.

This move made everyone collapse.

Bai Tai cried so much that she couldn't straighten up and almost fainted again.

Bai Lao helped Bai Tai, and tears flowed from his eyes.

Everyone was covering their lips and crying.

On the third day after Zhang Buxi's burial, Ying Qianxiu also died. It was a person who came to the tomb to visit Zhang Buxi, and when he went back, he vomited blood and died violently.

Someone from Ying's family came and brought Ying Qianxiu's body back to Europe. As for whether it will be buried, no one knows.

All was quiet again.

Only Li Shenyan, who is far away in Beiyang, seems to have been forgotten by everyone.

The wind blew the fallen leaves, the flowers bloomed, and the manor in Beiyang fell silent, and no one came to disturb it.

There are only Li Shenyan, the columbarium, and a cat.

On the day of the burial, Li Shenyan replaced the ashes and brought the real ashes back to Beiyang, where he and her fell in love, she was his wife, and she would be buried here after all.

"What time is it?"

His tired voice came.

The Siamese cat looked up, "Meow." ”

Li Shenyan got up with the ash altar in his arms, and slowly walked back to the house step by step.

He hadn't eaten for three days, had only drunk a little water, and had been hugging the urn all day and night, quietly watching the rising and setting of the sunset.

The Siamese cat quietly accompanied him.

Back in the house, Li Shenyan lay on the bed, and the ash altar was still held in his arms.

The Siamese cat followed, lay down at the end of the bed, and continued to watch over him quietly.

He knew that he was tired, and the load on his body had exceeded the limit, but the last time he had had been hers.

Intermittently, my mind became chaotic again, many of which were memories of the past and her.

The first time I saw her, the first time I met her, the first time I was tricked home by her, the first time I learned that I had a child......

A lot of first pictures have resurfaced in my mind, and they are so clear-

"I'm homeless, can I stay at your house?" She pretended to be pitiful, with a sparkle in her eyes, and she couldn't take her eyes off him when she looked at him.

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