100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 3011 This is also a kind of happiness
Sheng Yilang also realized that his attitude was wrong, his tone was too strong.

He slowed down, and changed his way of asking, "You... meet each other often? Does he often buy milk tea for you?"

"Not often." Miao Si answered him truthfully, "His classroom is next to mine, and I met him occasionally. I never looked for him, nor did he look for me."

What about the milk tea?

But Sheng Yilang didn't ask any more, he felt that he was too naive, if he insisted on holding on to a cup of milk tea, wouldn't he be too stingy?
Then fell into a brief silence.

Miao Si couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and if he didn't speak, she didn't know what to say.

After a while, Sheng Yilang softened his tone, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Mu Miaosi was not disturbed by reporters these two days, and felt that she was doing well.

Although it will be sad and sad, but there are no reporters to question and press, it feels okay.

She asked again, "What about you? How are you?"

"Good."

After a while, Sheng Yilang didn't say to hang up the phone, and Miao Si was too embarrassed to hang up, because he was worried that he still had something to say.

He has a weird temper.

I'm in a bad mood recently, so don't offend him.

Miao Si is very understanding.

"I plan to send Nangong Yinuo off for the last time, and accompany her throughout the funeral." This was the result of Sheng Yilang's deliberation, and no one forced him.

Perhaps, this is the only thing he can do at this time.

For this point, Mu Miaosi understood and accepted it very well, "Yes."

"What do you think?" He asked with concern, and told her in advance, because he was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable.

Mu Miaosi breathed a sigh of relief, "Actually, I also thought the same way. I saw her social networking page, and it was full of you. It can be seen that she really cares about you, and she must hope that you can send her to you without any distractions." Her last ride."

"Thank you for understanding." Sheng Yilang was relieved of his psychological burden.

Thank you for understanding?

What does this mean?

Mu Miaosi vaguely understood something, so did he care about her thoughts?

Who did he take her for?
Recalling his kindness to her during these days, Mu Miaosi couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

Some things just don't have answers.

"I'll hang up first, you have to take care of yourself." Sheng Yilang said softly.

"Ah."

He said, "Goodbye."

"Bye-Bye."

Then the call ends.

The two haven't seen each other for a few days, but they both feel like they haven't seen each other for a long, long time.

It seemed like a few weeks, and it seemed like a few months.

Mu Miaosi turned her eyes to look out of the window, her expression was gloomy...

Recently, I have been studying with peace of mind, and I don't want to watch the news at all.

For the time being, I haven't involved myself in it yet, and I haven't exposed the photos of myself and Yilang brother. If it is exposed, no one knows how they will write the news.

She is still so young, everyone will not believe that this is a pure friendship, right?

Tomorrow is the funeral.

lead the royal.

After dinner, Sheng Yilang took the car keys and went out.

Sheng Yu also came to the yard, "Where are you going?" Hearing that he hadn't gone out for a few days, out of worry, Sheng Yu said, "Don't go to Miao Si, the media will follow you, and you will bring her trouble."

"I'm not looking for her." Sheng Yilang opened the car door, turned his eyes to meet his father's gaze, "I'm going to Nangong's house."

"..." Sheng Yu's eyes were dark.

"I'll go and have a look." Sheng Yilang finally made this decision, "I won't come back tonight, I'll go to watch the spirit and accompany her through the final journey."

After hearing his son's words, Sheng Yu was shocked.

He felt very relieved that his son had such an awareness.

She reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Yes, you should."

"I can't love her." Sheng Yilang said from his heart, "But I never thought of letting her die."

Shengyu can understand this feeling best, because he has experienced a persistent Mu Ziwei, and Nangong Yinuo is somewhat similar to that woman.

Being entangled by someone you don't love is a kind of pain, a very helpless and annoying thing.

"Go, be careful on the road." Sheng Yu let go.

Sheng Yilang looked at his father, who got into the car.

After a while, the lights came on and he drove the car away.

This is the eve of Nangong Yinuo's farewell ceremony, and tomorrow is the funeral.

All the arrangements for the mourning hall have been completed.

Liang Nuoqi's physical condition has improved a lot. With the doctor's permission, Nangong Mo took her out of the hospital, and sent a doctor to accompany her in case of special circumstances.

Nangong Mo and Liang Nuoqi quietly guarded their daughter's spirit.

Everyone gradually accepted this fact, and they were all in great grief, their hearts had already been torn open.

The mourning hall was very quiet, and the air was filled with sadness.

It is full of lilies, and there are countless series of thousand paper cranes hanging.

Nangong Yinuo's body was embalmed. She was lying quietly in the crystal coffin, she had put on light makeup, and her lips were pink, as if she was asleep.

There was a chair next to it, and Liang Nuoqi was sitting there, lying on the crystal coffin, staring at every inch of her daughter's skin without blinking.

Trying my best to remember her last appearance.

Nangong Mo was sitting beside her. He was swiping his phone, and his daughter's social networking site was displayed on the phone screen.

Seeing the news about Sheng Yilang released late at night above, every word is heartbreaking.

As a father, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

She was not happy at all when she sent her daughter abroad, and she spent every day in tormenting thoughts.

[Yi Lang, if you are by my side, why not fall in love with me?If I am in your heart, what if I lose the world? 】

What kind of desolation is this?
A young girl who is in love at the beginning, all her yearning for love is here.

With a heavy heart, he scrolled down one by one...

【Yi Lang, what exactly do I need to do to make you look me in the eye?Want me to die?Hehe, you wouldn't want to die, would you? 】

He could even imagine his daughter's sadness and despair when he wrote this sentence.

Flipping and flipping, he burst into tears again.

Putting down the phone, he looked up at his daughter lying quietly in the crystal coffin, and he thought about it calmly.

Then she turned her eyes to the sad wife, and said softly, "Nuo Qi, let me show you a sentence, which was written by my daughter before she was alive."

Liang Nuoqi slowly recovered, he picked up the phone, opened it, and handed it to her.

This is a social networking page, and it is written like this——

[If Yilang can't be with me at my wedding, and can't be my groom, I hope he can be with me at my funeral, that's a kind of happiness, right? Will he... be sad for me? 】

Liang Nuoqi felt extremely sad after reading this.

What kind of feeling is this?

Has it penetrated into the bone marrow?

Poisoned?

Nangong Mo suggested softly, "I want to fulfill my daughter's last wish, so I call Yilang to come and accompany her on the final journey. I think...she will be very happy."

Liang Nuoqi was full of hatred for the Sheng family.

Now that she wants to let him come over, she is very conflicted in her heart.

(End of this chapter)