Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 547 His Funeral
So Wen Qingruo would be afraid.

"I'm fine...just a normal stomachache, not kidding you."

Yan Junchen seemed to know what Wen Qingruo was thinking, and immediately comforted him.

"Well... I believe you." Wen Qingruo nodded.

But Wen Qingruo is really scared, even if Yan Junchen has promised, nothing will happen...

Maybe Wen Qingruo is already afraid, afraid of the feeling of loss?

This time, Wen Qingruo couldn't bear this loss anymore...

Gradually, Yan Junchen's stomach pain was not as severe as before.

Wen Qingruo was still a little worried.

——*——*——

Time passed by in the blink of an eye, and it was already a week later. When Wen Qingruo opened his eyes again, Yan Junchen had already changed into a pure black formal suit.

He handed over a black dress for Wen Qingruo to change into.

Wen Qingruo took it in silence, that day...it was Elvis' funeral...how could it be so fast...

Wen Qingruo changed her clothes in silence, Yan Junchen was also silent, the atmosphere was oppressive and deep.

According to the request of Elvis' agent, Elvis had said that he wanted to be buried at sea.The group went to the beach in the suburbs.

When Wen Qingruo saw the black and white photo of Elvis in front of him, her eyes suddenly turned red, and tears flooded in her eyes.

He still has a clear and faint smile, enchanting, like the boy bathed in the sun,

[Wen Qingruo, the flower language of sunflowers is silent love, so... I love you...]

The sky by the sea was blue, and most of the clouds in the sky were floating and pressed down extremely low.

The chirping of seagulls has been circling in the sky, and the sea breeze blows the corners of the skirt that are as warm as black...

Wen Qingruo was standing on a rock, and Yan Junchen was beside her.

In fact, not many people came to this funeral, it was nothing more than Yan Junchen, Wen Qingruo, Elvis' manager, and some bodyguards with them.

Aunt Liu also knew about this, she was very shocked and wanted to come, but her health was somewhat unwell, so she gave up.

Wen Qingruo looked around, the seaside here is very deserted...

Elvis, are you lonely by yourself...

Elvis' manager's eyes were red, white and gray ashes were flying in the air,

In an instant, there was no trace of it dissipating...

Wen Qingruo's eyes were also sore and uncomfortable, after today...Elvis...

Elvis...you clearly promised me, you will never leave me, how can you not count your words...

Yan Junchen was also silent, and his eyes were a little sour. His younger brother, Elvis, was his relative after all. Yan Haoyu, I never blamed you.

Yan Junchen has some regrets so far, why didn't these words be said earlier...

Elvis...was always his family!
It took only a few minutes for the agent to scatter the ashes.

"Miss Wen... This is the letter that Mr. Elvis wrote to you before he was alive. He originally asked me not to show it to you. He wrote it many times and threw it into the trash can... This is the letter I wrote from the trash can. I got it back..."

The manager's eyes were red, and he handed a crumpled piece of paper to Wen Qingruo, his voice was a little choked up.

"it is good……"

Wen Qingruo took it, and there were many wrinkles on the back of the paper.

You can tell at a glance that it was picked up from the wastebasket...

Suddenly, a piece of paper fluttered out of the urn like a butterfly——

(End of this chapter)