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Chapter 526 Love is long but not happy: Shanmeng hopes for the afterlife (2)

The breathing in the quiet room seems to be blending with each other, with a faint scent of perfume under the nose, and her soft lips with the fragrance of wine on the lips.

"Young widow, we must have a child!"

Her words on the phone are still in my ears.

They must have a child!
I have given up my humanity and all possibilities, so what else can I not let go of?

A hint of self-mockery and sadness flashed across Juan Li's eyes.

All his life, he could have too few things in his life.

Poor little!
Jane had tried her best, but...his indifference made her feel a dull pain.

After two years, you still can't let go of her?

720 days and nights still can't make you accept the fact that I am your wife?

There was a trace of pain in the golden pupil, she just wanted to walk into his heart, is it really impossible?

Jane's body was about to step back, but suddenly there was a warm palm around her waist, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips.

She froze for a moment, her pale face gradually turned red, and she wrapped her slender arms around his neck, responding to his kiss.

The candlelight in the room is dim, and the fragrance is fragrant, and the beauty is gradually rising.

At 35, he fell in love with her—love came too late.

At 36, he lost her - love gone too fast.

At 37, he married someone else—far from love.

At the age of 39, he finally didn't even have the qualifications to love someone silently in the end.

He no longer has the right to love her.

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Lan Mufei decided to take Sijun to leave Country A, not for a day or two. At this time, Sijun was already two years old, able to walk and talk, very quiet and well-behaved.

Long Ziqi repeatedly persuaded her to stay, but Lan Mufei had already made up her mind to go, and it was useless to say anything.

It's not that she's afraid of troubling Long Ziqi, it's just that she never thought of staying in country A forever.

When Long Ziqi asked where she was going, Lan Mufei didn't speak, but looked at Sijun with a faint smile on her lips.

Long Ziqi understood.

Rejecting Long Ziqi's offer to send someone to send her and Sijun off, most of the luggage has already been packed and arranged properly, there is nothing she needs to worry about, and there is no need to waste manpower.

Regarding Long Ziqi's care for her and Sijun in the past two years, there are too many to mention, and I can't even say "thank you". What's more, the two people's friendship has become stronger and stronger in the past two years, and they can often understand each other with just one look. idea.

At this moment, saying the word "thank you" again seems hypocritical and artificial.

Before leaving, she left several CDs for Long Ziqi, all of which were recorded by herself. In the past two years, she has insisted on practicing the piano. She is not as good as a musician, but she is considered mature.

Long Ziqi likes to listen to her songs, and this is the only thing she can do for Long Ziqi.

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Leaving country A, Lan Mufei took Sijun to country C first, rested overnight in the hotel she had booked, and took Sijun to the cemetery the next day.

Lan Mufei put a bouquet of flowers in her hand in front of the tombstone, lowered her head and said to Sijun who was standing beside her, "Sijun is good, kowtow to grandma."

Sijun is wearing knee-length plaid pants, a white shirt, and a small black vest. She has piercing sapphire blue eyes, a straight nose, and is very handsome.

Hearing what Lan Mufei said, he knelt in front of the tombstone and kowtowed three times.

"Sijun is my child, and also your grandson... I hope you can bless him in heaven, so that he can grow up safely and happily."

Over the years, she has only come to pay homage to Yiruo twice, once to escape from Paris, and this time to leave country A.

If it wasn't for Yousijun, maybe she still doesn't want to come to worship Yiruo, and always feels that having such a mother is a lifelong shame.

Because of Sijun, she realized how hard it is to conceive in October. Even though Yi Ruo was guilty, she never felt sorry for herself, nor did she think of hurting herself.

The whole world looks down on her, do I have the right to feel sorry for her?
"Forgive me for being ignorant these years, and please understand that many times I can't help myself, and I won't be able to come to worship you often in the future. If you are not filial, Yi Fei will kowtow to you."

Lan Mufei knelt in front of the tombstone, kowtowed firmly three times.

Standing up, hugging Sijun who was kneeling, at this moment the sun slowly rose from the east, driving away all the darkness and coldness.

"Sijun, say goodbye to grandma."

"Grandma, goodbye." Sijun said in a childish voice to the tombstone, and waved her chubby little hand a few times.

Lan Mufei hugged Sijun down the long and narrow stairs, and the sunlight followed their footsteps along the way, like a fairy, growing lotuses every step of the way.

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At the airport, Lan Mufei completed the check-in procedures, and waited for the boarding time with Sijun in the waiting room.

There are large LCD screens on both sides, and cartoons are played at the same time, and some advertisements are occasionally inserted.

Lan Mufei took out a blue thermos cup with a Mickey Mouse pattern on it, poured a small cup of water, and handed it to Sijun. He was a little dry when he went to the toilet recently, so he should drink more water.

Sijun took the water glass and said very sensiblely, "Thank you, Mom."

Lan Mufei stared at him, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, gentle and pampering.

Sijun slowly drank the water at just the right temperature, saw the LCD TV on the wall with his eyes, suddenly blamed the TV, and said, "Mom, I seem to have seen that uncle!"

Lan Mufei followed his hand and looked over, her face slowly turned pale...

The volume of the TV is not loud, but the picture quality is clear. You can clearly see Louis Yingduo walking out of the hospital holding Jane's shoulders in the camera. When a large number of reporters rushed up to take pictures, he was very strong and considerate Hold Jane in his arms...

This kind of picture seems familiar, but things are different.

"Mom, he's dad..."

Before Sijun finished speaking, Lan Mufei gently covered his eyes with her hands, and her voice fermented in the air as lightly as catkins: "He's not dad... really not!"

She didn't want, and didn't want Sijun to watch his father put his arms around another woman, go in and out of the hospital, and take good care of him.

Although that woman is his legitimate wife.

Although I can't hear the interview, I can see the subtitles, about——Jane is several months pregnant!
The heart that had been silent for a long time was stirred up again, and the sourness surged from the deepest part of the heart to the eye sockets, and the pain was severe.

I haven't seen him for more than two years, but he is still handsome, more calm and introverted. He is a good husband in everyone's eyes, and he will also be a good father.

In the past two years, you will see his news intermittently, consciously or unconsciously, from the heart that was pierced by a knife at the beginning, crying for love in the middle of the night when no one was around, to gradually getting used to it, numbness, and then to calmness.

Now seeing him and Jane having a child, my heart ached, and while blessing them, I would also feel infinitely sad.

Because he will never know that in this world there is a boy whose blood flows from his body, who has the same pupils and facial features as him.

This boy is called Sijun and is his son.

It's their dream child!

After an unknown amount of time, Sijun whispered, "Mom, I'm done drinking."

Lan Mufei came back to her senses, the picture on the screen had changed to other news, and the hand covering Sijun's eyes slowly dropped.

Sijun handed her the cup, looked up at her, and showed a warm smile.

Lan Mufei lowered her head and kissed him on the cheek, holding him in her arms, her eyes were moist.

Sijun, thank you!

Thank you for appearing in my life and making me not so lonely.

At least……

I still have you!

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When Jane was three months pregnant, she had stopped all the work at hand to raise her baby with peace of mind, which was also requested by Mrs. Hong.

Louis Ying widow goes home regularly every night to accompany her, conscientiously being a good husband and being a good father.

When all the women in France were envious of Jane's happiness, several scandals about Louis Yingduo and several starlets appeared unexpectedly.

Hearing that Jane was very unhappy when she saw the report, she didn't seem to calm down after having a deep talk with the earl, but moved back to her mother's house instead.

When everyone is lamenting that all happy endings belong to fairy tales, and that this marriage is in danger, Louis and Jane appear together in the public eye. The husband and wife broke all the marriage rumors together.

Later, someone figured out in detail why Jane forgave the earl. It was because Mrs. Hong gave half of her family's power to Jane, so that her power could be completely opposed to the earl.

As for the other half of the power, it is naturally given to Louis Yingzhi.

Madam Hong's intentions are obvious, she will not entrust all the power in her hands to one person, but distribute it to two people, so that the husband and wife can compete with each other and contain each other.

Even if the relationship between their husband and wife breaks down one day in the future, they are destined to be tied together because of their children and because of these intertwined and complicated forces, and they will never die!

At the beginning, Jane seemed to be inferior to the Earl, with a slightly weaker status, but after five months, when it was found out that she was pregnant with a boy, Mrs. Hong was very happy and gave Jane 20.00% of the shares in her hand.

When the child is born, the remaining 20.00% is for the child.

20.00% of the shares, half of the power of the Taylor family, she will still be the successor of the Lancelot family in the future, and the trend of surpassing Louis Yingdo will intensify.

Many people are not optimistic about the marriage status of strong women and weak men, but Mrs. Hong is not among these people. She is not afraid at all that Jane will surpass her son.

Because she is also a woman, she can understand the affection and nostalgia in Jane's eyes when she looks at Louis Young!
No matter how strong a woman is, once she loves a man deeply in her heart, no matter how strong she is, it is impossible for her to hurt her beloved husband!

On this point, she is convinced!
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Jane was 37 weeks pregnant and was about to give birth, but Louis Indow had to leave Paris for a few days.

The reason was that when Uncle Wu, who was far away in Xixun, was taking a bath, he unfortunately fell and hit his head on the ground, bleeding profusely.

Mrs. Hong naturally disagreed with him leaving Paris as a servant when Jane was about to give birth, but Louis Yingdow's attitude was very firm. To him, Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu were not servants, but the closest person, and also the one with his grandmother. The only one with a connection, he takes it seriously.

Jane knew it, so she didn't object to Louis Indow leaving Paris. It was only a few days. She could wait, and she believed that the baby in her stomach could also wait.

Louis Yinghuo took the nearest flight, hoping to go there early and return early, and only one person from Hangzhou Airlines was accompanying him.

Since leaving Xixun with Lan Mufei, Louis Yingdow has never returned to Xixun, and he only communicated with Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu by phone.

He didn't want to come back, because there were too many small streams of water left here that belonged to them.

Those memories were so beautiful, beautiful, that he didn't even dare to touch them, for fear they would be broken.

Seeing Aunt Wu, she had already started packing Uncle Wu's belongings. Although her eyes were red, she was calmer and calmer than Louis Yingduo expected.

When Louis Yinghuo arrived, Uncle Wu had already been buried, but the mourning hall had not been removed, and the pale color made people feel pain.

"Sorry, I'm late." Louis Yingdou stepped forward to hug Aunt Wu, who had added a lot of white hair, with a trace of guilt in his eyes.

"The old man is already very happy that you can come back to see him." Aunt Wu knew that he and Lan Mufei had separated and married a respectable woman. Either she felt bad about him, or it was a pity.

Earl and Miss Lan, what a couple they look like.

Louis Yinghuo was going to pay respects to Uncle Wu, but Aunt Wu refused to let him, and asked him to rest first, after all, it was getting dark, and he was tired enough after sitting on the plane for so long.

The bedroom was still the original bedroom, and the furnishings hadn't even been touched. Louis Yingdou was lying on the huge bed, looking at the ceiling, but his heart was filled with sadness!

The quilt covering her body was full of the smell of sunshine, but she no longer smelled of her.

The books he bought about pregnancy are still on the bedside, and the bookmarks are still clipped where he has seen them.

On this bed they had lingered countless times, and once held her in his arms, and she fell asleep listening to him reading those books.

Now, he is the only one left.

The woman he loved had long since disappeared from his life.

They were thinking about their beautiful past all night, and basically didn't sleep much.When I woke up the next day, my complexion was not very good.

After eating the breakfast prepared by Aunt Wu, the two of them went to worship Uncle Wu with offerings.

The place where Uncle Wu was buried was not far from his grandmother's cemetery. Since he came back, he must go to pay homage to his grandmother.

First go to worship the grandmother, and then go to worship Uncle Wu.

The two of them didn't talk much on the way. Louis Yingduo wanted to comfort Aunt Wu, but he was really not good at comforting people.

Aunt Wu knew what was on his mind and comforted him in turn.

In fact, they are all very old, they have never experienced anything in this life, and they have long been separated from life and death, but they never thought that the old man would leave so suddenly, without a little bit of mental preparation, it was a little difficult to accept for a while.

In the past few days, she had already accepted the fact that Uncle Wu had passed away. The husband and wife struggled together for the rest of their lives. In fact, no one could do without the other. After the old man left, Aunt Wu was alone and lonely.

Fortunately, she is getting older, and she will have to leave sooner or later, so she won't let the old man wait too long in another world!
Uncle Wu was buried for a short time, the soil had just been refurbished, the air was filled with a strong smell of fresh soil, and there were a lot of ashes and firecracker confetti on the ground.

The cemetery here is not as formal as the cemetery in the city. There is a pile of round graves, and a stone tablet is erected, engraved with his life.

Louis Yingduo lit a joss stick, squatted in front of the tombstone, burning the ghost paper, a trace of pain flashed across his deep eyes.

Fei Fei's whereabouts are unknown, Feng Chen is dead, and now even Uncle Wu has left, it seems that everyone around him has left in different ways, leaving him alone.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is now very beautiful, high above, successful and famous, like a winner in life, but no one sees how much he has lost.

He once drank with Luo Ruochen, and when Luo Ruochen inadvertently mentioned the funny story with Huang Xiwen and the child, he would suddenly be unable to breathe, his face would be pale, cold sweat dripped down his body, he would slide limply from the sofa, and he would sit on the ground and hold tightly My heart hurts so much that I can't even say a word.

It felt like a hand reached into his chest and took away the heart connected by blood.

Luo Ruochen was frightened, thinking that he was sick, and wanted to send him to the doctor.

Louis Yingdou refused, he knew there was nothing wrong with his body, it was just...

It's just... I miss her so much.

Only!

Aunt Wu knew that his wife was pregnant, so she didn't say any words of congratulations, but told him to be a father in the future, and to be responsible for the family and children; let go of the past if you can.

Louis Yingdou nodded with a serious face, he understood Aunt Wu's words from the bottom of his heart.

If Aunt Wu said "give up" instead of "let go", would he have enough confidence to answer: I have nothing to give up.

Letting go is not giving up. Regarding that relationship, he doesn't know how to let go.

I often think that if time goes back, that lonely and scarred woman will choose to fall in love with herself, or she will not want to hug him.

The mobile phone rang suddenly on the clean mountain. Louis Yingduo answered the phone, his face suddenly changed, and he immediately got up and said, "Aunt Wu, something happened in France, I have to go back!"

Aunt Wu saw that his expression was not good, so something serious must have happened, so she didn't ask further, "Let's go back."

Louis Yingdow nodded, looked back at Uncle Wu's tombstone, stood in front of the tombstone, and bowed respectfully three times.

Aunt Wu went down the mountain with him, leaving in a hurry, and forgot to take the black key bag on the grave.

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Louis Yinghuo and Aunt Wu hurried down the mountain, and Qianying, who came up the mountain from another path, was almost at the top of the mountain with her bag.

"Sijun, Mommy hugs you!" After all, the child is still young, and it will be tiring to walk such a long way.

Sijun didn't let her hug her, and said softly, "Mom, I can walk."

The bag that his mother was carrying felt very heavy. He didn't want to let his mother hold it anymore. He felt that it would make her tired, just like his tired legs that couldn't move.

Lan Mufei pursed her lips into a gratified smile. Her Sijun was more considerate and well-behaved than any other child. Even if she took care of him alone, she didn't find it hard. On the contrary, he would always say something that warmed her heart. .

The incense candles in front of the tombstone hadn't finished burning, and the ashes were still warm. Lan Mufei thought that Aunt Wu had just come.

"Sijun, kowtow to grandpa."

Sijun knelt in front of the tombstone and kowtowed three times, looked at her with her little head up, couldn't help it, "Mom, I'm tired, I want to sit down."

Lan Mufei took off the scarf around his neck and spread it on the ground, let him sit on the ground, and poured water for him.

"Sijun is sitting here drinking water, and mother is going to pay respects to Grandpa Wu!"

Sijun nodded, holding a small cup, slowly drinking the warm water.

Lan Mufei squatted in front of a pile of ashes, and burned the ghost paper for Uncle Wu, as well as the ingot she folded herself.

"Uncle Wu, I'm sorry... there were too many people on the day of your burial, and it's not convenient for me to show up. I only came to pay respects to you now. I hope you don't get angry with me. I brought Sijun with me today for you to see... ..."

Lan Mufei threw the paper ingot into the firelight, and looked sideways at Sijun who was drinking water not far away.

For a moment, he looked dazed...

(End of this chapter)