Ling Feng's fingers landed on the buttons of his shirt, unbuttoning them one by one, revealing his chest muscles that were ten times stronger than before.

Murong Yu's eyes straightened when he saw it, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

Ling Feng smiled secretly in his heart, but as if he deliberately hung Murong Yu's appetite, he stopped his fingers and stopped moving down.

Murong Yu quickly noticed the evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and immediately looked away, pretending not to see anything.

"Wife, how is it, you are not too disappointed, are you?"

Murong Yu glanced at the afterglow, reached out and grabbed his chest, but was grabbed by Ling Feng and froze in the air.

Ling Feng showed a butcher's knife-like smile, "Wife, you always did nonsense to me before, and now that it's in my hands, it's time for me to relieve my hunger, right?" ”

Murong Yu glared at him angrily, "You decorated this villa like a children's paradise, and you only thought about this matter." ”

"What do you mean... Don't have to bring those little light bulbs over? ”

“…… Don't mess around with me, hurry up and explain, what are you going to do with these children? ”

"What to do, add me a son to inherit the family property."

"How do you ...... like a stallion"

"Stop talking nonsense, little mare."

“…… Ah......h

"Knock knock!"

When the fire burst out, a knock on the door unexpectedly sounded.

Ling Feng ignored it and continued to bury himself in the woman's chest, but was vigorously pushed away by Murong Yu.

"Go open the door."

Ling Feng reluctantly got up, "Wife, you are so inconsiderate of me. ”

Saying that, he lifted his pants and got up to open the door.

There was a strange man standing at the door, looking crepe and cultured, holding a white envelope in his hand, and asked very politely, "Is it Mr. Ling?" ”

Ling Feng's face was stinky, and the exclusive children of big families like them had always had an inexplicable sense of resistance to this kind of stranger who came to the door.

Especially the person who interrupted his gluttonous feast, he didn't have a good feeling.

But the person who came was so polite that he couldn't find a reason to vent, so he had to say coldly, "I am, what's the matter?" ”

"Doctor Bai told me that I must hand over this letter to you."

"Doctors are also people, psychiatrists are people who are more sensitive to external emotions, although he has the ability to control the patient's emotions, but for his own emotions, he will only be more sensitive, the more sensitive the reaction to this emotion will be faster and stronger, and in his own psychological state of reluctance to seek help, the deterioration of the condition will be more rapid, so from his onset to death, only a short week, we also feel very sudden."

"He..." Murong Yu froze in place, biting his lower lip tightly, the tears in his eyes still flickering and gushing out.

Ling Feng stretched out his hand to hold her, and rubbed his palm comfortably on her arm, helping her to soothe her emotions, and his heart was also mixed.

He took the envelope in front of him and nodded, "Okay, I know, please ask when he will be out of the funeral, and we will send him off." ”

"It's okay, he doesn't have any relatives or friends, you go and send him, tomorrow at 9 o'clock in the morning, Donghua Funeral Home."

"Okay, thanks."

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he closed the door, and Murong Yu cried uncontrollably.

Ling Feng was also silent, hugging her tightly and giving her the most solid support.

They all knew very well in their hearts that Bai Ruicheng's death was related to them, but this was never the result they wanted to see.

He is only in his early twenties, and his good years and bright future have come to an end.

Opening the envelope, Ling Feng unfolded the letter inside, the handwriting on it was delicate and clean, without any delay, just like his departure.

It reads, "I give up, love her well, and I will always supervise you." ”

Ling Feng's heart froze, he turned around and hugged Murong Yu tightly, and said, "See, if I don't treat you well, even the ghosts won't let me go." ”

…………

Early the next morning, the two dressed solemnly to participate in Bai Ruicheng's farewell ceremony.

The number of participants was very small, and the ceremony was carried out concisely and quickly.

Like the passing of a meteor, it is short and urgent.

At the end of the funeral ceremony, the two took their three children to Ling Feng's villa, broke away from the comfort of the two families, started a new life, and started a new life.

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Postscript:

In this bizarre world, no one can live a smooth life, but we always believe that after walking through the smoke and rain of the lake, the mountains and rivers of the years, those who have gone through many calamities and tasted all the flavors will live more vividly and cleanly.

Time is always a bystander, and all the processes and results need to be borne by ourselves.