As she approached, Li Shiyu's aura became more and more disordered, and her faintly aching heart beat violently.

"Why don't you come back sooner?" An Muxi looked at him with a dull gaze, his voice was light, as if he was talking to himself, and he grabbed his arm more and more hard, "Huh? Tell me, why didn't you do it earlier? Even if...... Even if it's two minutes earlier, my dad ...... My dad probably won't be dead......"

"Li Shiyu, you tell me...... Why? ”

"Nozomi ......"

"Don't call me!"

An Muxi hugged his head in pain and hissed hard, "Why don't you let me go when I love you, and your mother won't let me go when I don't love you?" What am I doing wrong? What did I do wrong, you mother and son have to torture me like this, and now you don't even let go of my relatives! ”

"Why are you talking?!"

Li Shiyu looked at her sadly, unable to say a word as if her throat was choked, and let her out-of-control fists hit her chest one after another...... Oh, it's going to beat for her, so even if she stops, it doesn't matter.

What's more, the person who killed An Changyu was his biological mother.

Scold...... Satirize!

How ironic!

God just doesn't want him to be with her, right? That's why they tried every possible way, even unscrupulous, to pull the distance between them farther and farther.

Until now, it has been untouchable......

An Muxi was still waving her fists wildly, and Li Shiyu hugged her tightly, his chin against her trembling shoulder, and said sorry once, twice, ten times......

The cruel words that were originally brewed in order to regain dignity, that ruthlessness, under this situation, collapsed.

"Li Shiyu, I was wrong, I was really wrong...... I was wrong because I shouldn't have married you against your will, I was wrong, you punished me...... Kill me...... Trade my life for my dad...... Good no good? ”

"You killed me...... Kill me...... I don't want anything, I just want my dad ......"

The hysterical crying rendered the oppressive air, poignant and painful, and when the eyes were wet, he closed his eyes, tears slid down his cheeks, and no matter how hard she struggled, she would not let go.

Once upon a time, he felt dirty even when he was touched by her, but now he desperately wants to hold her in his hands, heh, Li Shiyu, how cheap do you say?

Grief was pervasive, memories seemed to suddenly pour like unstoppable water breaking through the floodgates, and pain accumulated like a dense net, entangled him breathlessly.

He is the king of country m, he has won all the people, but she has lost, and the whole world has everything he wants, but she has become out of reach......

Who is wrong?

Why did they get to where they are today?

Gu Zhuoyang's handsome face was filled with grief and indignation, his clenched fists were bruised, and his deep black eyes were covered with frost, faintly, and there was a hint of helplessness.

He took a step and tried to pull An Muxi back, but in the end he froze in place, looking at the grief-stricken woman who was crying in Li Shiyu's arms, the feeling of powerlessness that he had had countless times hit him again.

Is it the person she really needs in the most painful time, or is he the best time?

He closed his eyes heavily before the thought made him desperate.

No...... No.

She's just too miserable.

Yes, she just was in too much pain...... After crying, she will return to herself.

Gu Zhuoyang, these are extraordinary times, you shouldn't care.

Don't care......

……

An Changyu didn't like to be noisy before his death, so his funeral was very simple, and she didn't even let Gu Zhuoyang tell his parents that she didn't want his family to feel sorry for her.

The mourning hall is very quiet, quiet can be said to be desolate, An Muxi kneeling beside her with the portrait of An Changyu, her eyes are empty, her expression is dull, but in one day, the whole person seems to be emaciated and haggard, she lowered her eyes, a small face with a big slap was pale and a little sickly, and in her ears, it was An Luoqi's sporadic crying.

A few people suddenly came in outside, and the grief-filled dialect wanted to step forward to stop them, but they were stopped by Gu Zhuoyang.

"Xiao Xi doesn't want anyone to make a noise at this time."

Perhaps due to his emotions, his voice was unusually hoarse, and the tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes revealed that he needed extreme sleep.

Fang Yanyan gritted his teeth, felt uncomfortable in his heart, and glared fiercely at the people of the Li family to worship.

Li Muting and Li Tianyue put on the incense first, and Li Shiyu knelt down and kowtowed, but he didn't get up after kowtowing, and his handsome face was extremely melancholy and haggard.

Li Muting stood in front of An Muxi and bowed deeply to her, his voice was full of pain, "Xiaoxi, I'm sorry, please accept my sincere apology." ”

Li Tianyue also bowed.

An Muxi didn't look up, but after hearing their voices, the aching eyes of the interference couldn't help but gush out crystals, and the hand holding the statue kept tightening......

Fang Yanyan cherished An Muxi to the extent that she was not her boyfriend, so after learning the news of An Changyu's death, she was grief-stricken, and immediately called Gu Zhuoyang about your work and asked him to arrange a private jet to come over.

She can't wait to kill all the people in the Li family!

"Does an apology help?" She couldn't bear it anymore, her two fists clenched angrily, "Can your apology bring Uncle An back to life?" ”

She walked to Li Tianyue's side, sneered, and asked one by one, "You can't even manage your own wife, what kind of man are you?" ”

"And you, Old Man Li, when Xiaoxi was your granddaughter-in-law, you said your goodness countless times in front of me, but what? You let your daughter-in-law trouble her again and again, and now it's okay, Xiao Xi's only relative was killed by Fu Yan'er, are you happy? ”

"You can stop doing it, right? Can you let her go? ”

Li Tianyue opened his mouth to think about something, but Li Muting grabbed him and shook his head.

It is indeed Fu Yan'er's fault, no matter what they say, his Li family is not qualified to refute it.

"Miss Fang, I will make amends on behalf of Yan'er." Li Muting said, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"Do you ask me?" Fang Yanyan laughed angrily, "If it were me, of course I would want you all to die!" ”

"Words." Lian Yikun pulled her, the Li family is not easy to mess with after all, she is so open-mouthed in case she gets into trouble, but she was thrown away by Fang Yanyan.

She glared at Lian Yikun, "Don't stop me from what I'm going to say next!" ”

"Words ......"

"Old man Li, you know Xiaoxi's personality best, but in the end you chose to embarrass her for the sake of your grandson, yes, she insisted on marrying into your family, but it was not her fault alone, if it wasn't for Fu Yan'er's repeated encouragement, she wouldn't have that courage, okay, even if she was wrong, then she ......"

"Dialect Language!" An Muxi looked up at her abruptly, "Don't say it!" ”

"I'm going to say it!" Fang Yan shouted in a tearing voice, a little out of control with grief, "Do you still want to hide it from them now, so that they think that you betrayed the Li family and betrayed Li Shiyu?" ”

An Muxi bit her lower lip and burst into tears, Gu Zhuoyang held her weak in his arms, afraid that her emotions would collapse.

Fang Yanyan glanced coldly at the three men of the Li family, his red eyes were bloodshot, "Xiaoxi married into the Li family, Li Shiyu didn't let her work, didn't hire a nanny for her, and went home once every three months on average, thanks to him, Xiaoxi had an accidental miscarriage of the first child conceived by your Li family, and her life hung by a thread but no one knew, she called me with her last breath, and the doctor said that she would die if she was one step later." ”

"Do you know this? Of course you don't know, because that fool said that your Li family is very good to her, she doesn't want you to worry, the miscarriage is not your fault, she even went to excuse Li Shiyu's irresponsible husband, do you say she is stupid? ”

"The second pregnancy is this year, but thanks to the "qingren" of Li Shiyu, she had another miscarriage in a car accident, and even almost lost her life, do you fucking know how many times she has been closed in the ghost gate since she married into your family? But did she complain to you? Ever cried? Didn't you? The result? ”

Fang Yanyan pointed at An Muxi, her heart was like a knife, and she had already burst into tears, "She did everything to endure everything for the sake of the time, and she endured everything for love, and she got such an end?" Are you human! ”

Lian Yikun hugged the increasingly excited dialect from behind, "Yanyan, that's enough...... Enough is enough......"

He hugged her, constantly reassuring.

And after listening to the words of the dialect, not only Li Muting and Li Tianyue were dumbfounded as if they were struck by lightning, but even Fu Yan'er, who was hiding outside the door, was shocked.

Ambrosia ...... She actually had a child ...... twice?

Fang Yanyan pushed Lian Yikun away, took a deep breath, wiped his tears, and continued, his eyes full of hatred, "I tell you this, just to let you understand that she An Muxi has never been sorry for your Li family, but your Li family, your precious grandson, is sorry for her again and again!" ”

Fu Yan'er kept saying that she betrayed Li Shiyu, and dared to ask where the betrayal came from? She didn't suffer enough? Hurt not enough? Just because she didn't accept his Li Shiyu's confession, it was all her fault? The needle is not pricked on you, the boiling water is not poured on you, of course you don't know how much pain she has, but you don't know, even if you don't know, you can laugh at the so-called moral point to accuse her and hurt her......"

"Dialects, don't say it again!" Feeling the trembling sobs of the woman in his arms, Gu Zhuoyang, who had been silent, reprimanded her sharply, and he took advantage of the situation to pick her up horizontally.

An Muxi was close to his chest, still holding the portrait in his arms, and the whole person was drowsy, as if he would faint to death in the next second.

She knew that her father's death had nothing to do with Li Shiyu, it had nothing to do with the Li family, and if she really wanted to hate, she would only hate Fu Yan'er alone.

But I'm sorry, she doesn't have the strength to explain now, at least not for the time being, the impact of her father's death on her is too big, too big, so big that she almost committed suicide last night, could it be that even if Gu Zhuoyang stopped it, she might have been reunited with her parents......

"Gu Zhuoyang, I hurt so much...... chapped lips murmured weakly, his voice choked like a mosquito, and his heavy eyelids slowly closed......

In the past, no matter how painful it was, she had never thought of dying to relieve her, but this time, she felt that she couldn't bear it anymore.

It's really unbearable......

Gu Zhuoyang lowered his eyes and looked at the emaciated pale cheeks, kissed her forehead distressedly, and hugged her tighter, "I'll take you away." ”

For a moment, when I raised my eyes to look at the Li family, the whole person was cold and solemn, as if to say again, I will not give up on this matter!

This year's winter seems to have come earlier than usual, An Muxi stood on the sidewalk on the side of the road, looking at the helpless fallen leaves, and the desolation suppressed in his heart unconsciously surged into his heart.

But it didn't appear on his face, and he was sad for too long, as if his face was numb......

The cold wind was cold, she gathered the woolen coat on her body, and the scarf around her neck almost covered half of her face, revealing only the pairs of eyes, I don't know when, still pure, but without passion.

The depressed back walked slowly on the desolate street, and she deeply remembered that this was the place where her parents used to take her away.

The mobile phone in her pocket rang suddenly, and she picked up the phone unhurriedly, "Hey, Yanyan." ”

"Where are you? Forget it again, didn't you say that you would accompany me to see the wedding dress today? ”

An Muxi paused.

Yes, how did she forget, four months after Yan Yan and Lian Yikun reunited, they finally overcame their fear of marriage and decided to walk into church with Lian Yikun on Christmas Day.

This is perhaps the happiest thing for her this year.

"I'm sorry, I'll be there shortly."

Hanging up, she turned and walked back.

It's just that she didn't expect to meet Li Shiyu here.

They hadn't seen each other since they left the mourning hall that day, and it had been three months now.