The video was recorded in the waiting room on the day Mu Yanzhou went to Linshi.

He had a hunch, so he recorded it there.

The bright light from the top of his head flickered through the camera, and he raised his phone to adjust the angle with unfamiliar movements, leaning back slightly, and a gentle smile on his face when facing the camera.

"Oriori, my precious daughter."

This was the first sentence Mu Yanzhou said.

He held his phone up a little higher, trying to look good in the video, but when he spoke again, his tone involuntarily became dull: "Dad owes you." ”

When the words fell, Mu Yanzhou seemed to have fallen into some bad memories, and a faint sadness appeared in his eyes.

After a long time, he changed his hand and held the phone, and then continued: "This year has allowed you to grow alone, and I know everything you have experienced. ”

"It's dad who is bad." When he said this, Mu Yanzhou's eyes were full of guilt.

After these words, Mu Yanzhou was silent again.

And Wen Zhi, who was holding his mobile phone, was crying silently at that time.

"Weaving."

Mu Yanzhou's voice came again.

At this moment, his eyes are quietly on the camera, as if he can see his daughter through the lens.

A gentle smile appeared on his face: "You always ask me over and over again if you ever love your mother." ”

Hearing this, Wen Weaving suddenly froze, and two tears smashed on the screen.

Mu Yanzhou said: "On the day your mother died, my heart also left with her. ”

From then on, every day was the walking dead.

How he doesn't love it.

"My love for your mother has never changed since the day I married her, she is my life, my everything."

"Soon... I'm going to accompany your mother, and I've made her wait so long this time, I wonder if she'll be angry with me......"

Speaking of this, there was a glimmer in Mu Yanzhou's eyes: "If I tell her that in this year, I have settled our daughter's future, will your mother be easier to coax?" ”

After speaking, Mu Yanzhou thought as if he already had such a scene in his mind.

When he got below, he saw Wen Yinxi, chased after her to coax and apologize, just thinking like this, he was already looking forward to it.

After a while.

Mu Yanzhou's hand holding the mobile phone was lowered a little, and the camera was also much closer.

He zoomed in on the screen and whispered, "Weaving, live well." ”

"Daddy wants you to live a long life, be happy, and get what you want."

……

The video is very long, but Mu Yanzhou's words are only a few words, and most of the time Wen Zhi sees only silence and indebtedness on his face.

He didn't explain what he had done in the past year, nor did he say a word about his sadness.

But Mu Yanzhou loves Wen Yinxi, he must tell his daughter.

"Daddy......"

Wen Weaving couldn't cry.

Gu Rang's hand holding Wen Weaving could clearly feel that it was getting heavier and heavier, and the support of her body was gradually losing.

She couldn't stand on her feet several times, and she barely turned around to look at the wooden box that Zhan Feng was holding in her arms.

There was no sound in her ears at the moment, and the air around her seemed to freeze at this moment.

She stared at the wooden box for a long time, and stiffly and slowly reached out to take it.

Zhan Feng carefully handed the wooden box to Wen Weaving: "Miss, slow down." ”

Gu Rang, who was on the side, took the phone away first when she reached over from Wen Weaving, so that she could hold the wooden box with both hands.

At the moment of handover, the hearts of the two were almost hanging together.

Wen Ori's arms were particularly stiff, and her joints seemed to be hypothermic, and she would not move naturally until she touched the wooden box, and she held it in an extremely strange position, motionless.

After a long time, her body showed signs of recuperation, her hand joints tightened little by little, and she hugged the wooden box in her arms.

Then she slowly lowered her head and slammed her eyebrows against the embossing of the wooden box, and her tears smashed on it.

She cried silently, as if she would be out of breath in the next second.

"Wen weaving, cry out loud, don't hold it back, otherwise your body won't be able to bear ......" such a great sorrow.

Before Gu Rang finished speaking, he found that Wen Weaving's state was not right.

Zhanfeng on the side changed his face even more: "You must let her make a sound, otherwise she can't lift her breath and she will have an accident." ”

"I know! Of course I do! Gu Rang's face was ugly: "You quickly take Mr. Mu's urn away——"

When Zhanfeng heard this, he reached out to take the urn from Wen Zhi's arms.

But Wen Weaving clung to it, his finger bones were firmly buckled on the wooden box, and he refused to let go of half a minute.

Her face had changed by the moment.

It became a little blue.

Zhan Feng was afraid that something big would happen if he was one step too late, so he gritted his teeth and broke Wen Wen's fingers one by one.

But when he saw that the gauze wrapped around Wen Weaving's hand was being stained red with blood little by little, he had to retract his strength and said: "Miss, listen to me, you are not in a good condition now, and the old injuries are not healed, let go first!" ”

Onori didn't seem to feel any pain.

Even if Zhanfeng broke it for a long time, he was unwilling to let go of his hand.

I don't know that after a long stalemate, the urn returned to Zhanfeng's hand, but Wen Weaving's hand looked like the situation was not very optimistic.

And at this moment, the depression that Wen Weaving had been holding up in his heart for a long time finally broke out: "Woo——! ”

A hysterical cry erupted from the broken vocal cavity.

Gu Rang hugged Wen Weaving and didn't let her struggle: "Wen Weaving, just shout out, just shout out." ”

Wen Ori's face was gradually returning to blood.

The limbs are no longer as stiff as they were before.

Looking at the wooden box in Zhanfeng's arms, she asked again and again, "Why don't you wait for me to come and cremate again?" Why don't you let me see my dad one last time? Why? ”

Gu Rang didn't let go, while he hugged Wen Zhi tightly, his palm also tightly held Wen Zhi's arm: "This is Mr. Mu's explanation, he doesn't want you to see his body, I'm afraid that you will be stuck in the shadows for the rest of your life and won't be able to get out." ”

Wen Zhi was stunned and asked, "You lied to me again, right?" ”

"I didn't lie to you." Gu Rang tried his best to convince Wen Zhi: "I was going to wait for you to see Mr. Mu for the last time, and then cremate Mr. Mu's body, but Zhanfeng found the last words from Mr. Mu's mobile phone, so ......"

Wen Weaving choked hoarsely, and her struggling movements suddenly stopped, and she muttered, "Why don't you let me see you for the last time...... Don't let me, see you at the end...... Simultaneously. ”

"Wen weaving, listen to me, Mr. Mu has made a lot of plans for you, in fact, as early as when Mrs. Mu died, Mr. Mu was ready to follow Mrs. Mu, but Mu always delayed for you for a year because he couldn't give up on you."

At the same time, Gu Rang also let go of his hand, Wen Zhi slowly turned around, and looked at Gu Rang with red eyes: "Are you ...... All along, these arrangements made by my dad? ”

Gu Rang's throat choked, and his expression tightened: "I ......"

Zhanfeng's calm voice came from the side: "Gu Rang and I both know. ”

Wen Zhi looked at Zhanfeng suddenly.

Zhan Feng calmly met Wen Zhi's gaze: "Mr. Mu spoke, even if we knew, we couldn't tell you, let alone ......"

Zhanfeng's words paused for a moment.