See You Tonight, Master Su

At this point, she raised her head and looked at him, "Minglang, am I really cold-blooded? I'm not even as sad as Su Nian."

Su Minglang hugged her body and tightened his arms.

"Silly, it's not that you don't feel well..."

"What's that?" Tong Hua sniffed, his heart starting to beat.

"Great sorrow without tears, great enlightenment without words, silent laughter. Look at Su Nian. Was he sad too? Did he cry? You've seen Su Nian like this, when, but you should be able to tell that she's really sad."

"Great sorrow without tears? Really?" Closing his eyes tightly, Tong Hua leaned into his arms and his head began to swell. But even though she used a rhetorical question, she knew in her heart that the sadness was in her heart, and she really couldn't cry.

Of course, this didn't mean that she and Chen Yue had a good relationship.

It was a child who had never experienced the warmth of a family before, from hope to disappointment, which made the emptiness in her heart bigger and bigger. At this moment, she could no longer fill it with tears. She believed that no matter what her life would be like in the future, she still had a hard time with her parents.

The two of them hugged each other quietly, but there was no sound except for breathing.

Shiguang, it was like a pause.

After a long time, Tong Hua looked up and asked su Minglang.

"Bai family Ershu, what did you do?"

Su Minglang frowned and said, "Tong Hua, I'll take care of these things. Now, don't worry about anything. Take care of our children. I'm worried about your health."

"I just want to know. Just how much resentment does he have? Even a suicidal aunt would be able to save him, brainwash her, and make her go around lobbying against you. But looking at her choice now, she should be repenting. She's helpless."

"Be good, don't think about it. It will come out eventually." Following her hair, Su Minglang's eyes darkened.

The events of that era were too long ago. No one else could know more than them. According to the information he has, Bai family Ershu has been found out more problems, we still live our lives, the law will punish him.

Ershu's statement from the Bai family was still the same. He hated Su Minglang. He wanted to destroy Su Minglang, no matter what the cost. It was the only thing he said after he was caught, but it was also a confession, but he didn't say any more details.

As for what grudge did he have with Su Minglang other than those years of business?

In the end, he thought, there was nothing more than love and hatred.

Now, we can only wait for Tong Hua's mood to slow down a little, when the Bai family Ershu asked to see them, then to decrypt.

Su Minglang hadn't told Tong Hua about it, but it was only after it was over that he could wait until Tong Hua's mood eased before telling her, because Su Minglang didn't know why Bai family Ershu called tong liang. How did he get to know Tong Hua?

Leaning against him, Tong Hua snuggled up to him and closed his eyes, but his mind could not get rid of the lonely figure in the hall. From the moment he picked up the plane to now, Su Nian had hardly said anything. It was as if he had fallen into Shiguang's empty door, which made him really worried.

She had been waiting in the lounge for a long time...

Gu Ji brought the lunch box they had at night, but when she brought it to Su Nian, he just let it go to the side, then held her hand, took a deep look at her, gave her a sad but helpless smile, and drove her out again.

The silence of the funeral home was unsettling.

It's past seven!

It's past eight o' clock!

It's past nine!

It was already dark and dark.

Thinking about how sad Su Nian was today, Tong Hua was fidgeting in the lounge. But neither she nor Su Minglang could persuade him at all. It's all about people. He's still young. When he comes across something like this, he's honest and stubborn. No one can do anything about him.

Only then did Tong Hua know that Su Nian was still holding on to what had happened. Everyone thought he had come out, but how could he forget everything?

Tong Hua felt the same way.

It was not until after 10 pm that Tong Hua had to go back to the villa to rest before she took Su Minglang's hand and walked to the hall. She thought that this time, even if it was strong enough, she would have to bring him back. She would sleep first and talk about other things.

In the hall, the lights were dim and cold as a grave.

Tong Hua held Su Minglang's hand and saw the lonely figure sitting cross-legged in front of the urn with his back facing the door. Just like when she left, his sitting posture did not change at all. His figure was so haggard that there were no more recent jokes, and he was still in love with Su Nian.

Her heart hurt so badly that she walked over and called out softly.

"Su Nian!"

Su Nian did not answer her and remained motionless as he watched Chen Yue's urn.

The heat in his eye sockets made Tong Hua feel as if she was drowning in lead, unable to express her discomfort. With one hand on her belly, she slowly squatted down, put her hand on Su Minglang's shoulder, and called out in a soft voice.

"Su Nian, it's past ten. It's too late! Don't be too sad."

Su Nian turned his head and smiled weakly. He looked at Tong Hua and then at Su Minglang. He had just sat here and thought about a lot of things. Two years ago, when it happened, he seemed to remember everything.

As for Tong Xin's death, he was also numb the whole time... Drunk himself, thinking that he didn't listen, that he really didn't know anything if he didn't mention it, and that he had forgotten everything in his life, but otherwise, c would have remembered everything and remembered everything in his mind.

Those memories were still so clear, but the people in them had long been separated from their yin and yang. They had long been gone, and they had long ceased to linger on in this world.

"You guys go back first! I will go back by myself in a while. I just want to calm down and think about my own things. I also want to make up for tong xin to the Tong family. Look at your body. Don't be tired. Hurry up and go back with uncle! I'll keep an extra vigil for auntie chen."

Su Nian was not completely bewildered. He was still worried about Tong Hua's body. He knew that Tong Hua was more sad than he was. He knew that Tong Hua was the saddest one.

It's just that Tong Hua's body doesn't allow it now.

Looking at Su Nian, Tong Hua knew that this matter was really too much to be forced. Seeing the determination in Su Nian's eyes, she could not persuade Su Nian today. Staying up all night, coupled with today's nervousness and mood swings, Tong Hua also felt a little uncomfortable.

After talking to Su Nian for a while, he stood up and helped Su Minglang out. It was just as soon as the doorman left that he couldn't hold on any longer. Fortunately, su Minglang was there to support him.

"Tong Hua!"

Su Minglang pinched her in the middle of the cave and carried her out quickly.

"Gu Ji!"

The car quickly drove over and, under Gu Ji's worried gaze, left the funeral home very quickly. Gu Ji took care of Su Nian and the rest of the follow-up.

One night, you can meet a relationship.

One night was enough to understand a long life and death relationship.

One night passed slowly. At the end of the night, the footsteps of winter came. And the stories about them happening in City h never disappeared from everyone's mind.

It's just that the stories are all about the past.

The living people could only remember the two unreachable men and women on the other side of the gap between yin and yang, silently feeling that unforgettable and passionate love. From the beginning to the end of fate, from the other side of the sky to the final life and death, they were still together.

It was already the next morning when tong liang woke up.

Tears soaked her eyelashes, and it was obvious that she had not slept well that night and had been haunted by nightmares.

Her eyes moved, and she didn't seem to be used to the light. She slowly turned her eyes away and after a while, she fixed her eyes on the man sitting by the bed.

"Minglang..."

Su Minglang's eyes softened and he held her hand tightly. He kissed her on the edge of his lips before he helped her up and leaned against his arm.

"Are you feeling better? Do you feel any discomfort?"

With a lump in his throat, Tong Hua shook his head, caressed his green stubble and opened his mouth slowly.

Minglang, didn't you say yesterday that my aunt left me a letter? I want to see it."

Su Minglang looked into her eyes and frowned slightly.

"I'll keep it for you. You can't look at it now. You're already anemic, and you can't take it anymore. After a while, I was sad again. I still had to move the fetal qi. Just now I asked Shiguang to show you that you must keep your peace."

"Minglang..." Tong Hua's voice was very low, and there was a peculiar smell. "I can save it! Can you show me?"

"No!" Hugging her, Su Minglang's soft lines hardened.

Tong Hua looked at him and said nothing.

He usually treats her very well, but he has a bad habit of saying the same thing. As long as he had already made up his mind, no matter how she tried to act coquettishly, he would not compromise. Moreover, his advice was really for the good of the child. After these days, let's wait until the mood calms down.

After thinking for a while, she supported the Taiyangxue, which was still faintly in pain, and nodded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. It's her funeral..."

Gently stroking her back, Su Minglang held her half in his arms. As a result of a sleepless night, stubble grew out of his beard, and even his voice became dry and hoarse.

"Leave it all to me. You don't have to worry about it."

A little closer to him, Tong Hua wrapped his arms around his waist, threw himself into his arms and closed his eyes tightly.

"Minglang, I only have you..."

"Silly thing!" He gently rebuked her, his chin resting on her head, his eyes as deep as the sea, but no longer looked into her eyes. He gently stroked her back with one hand, trying to calm her down. "Besides me, you have our Xiaotaiyang, little moon, little star... Even raindrops, little snowflakes, little storms..."

"You are so greedy!"

With his eyes closed and a bitter smile on his face, Tong Hua leaned against her, calming down.

It was a long time before she could hear her sigh.

"I really didn't think about auntie. It's all my fault!"

"Don't say that. Chen Yue has lived to this day, but she has come to her senses at this time. If she was impulsive the last time, she really doesn't want to live in this world anymore. Your uncle and tong xin are the people she misses the most. That's why she chose this. It can only be said that she chose someone more important. We still respect her thoughts."

Tong Hua was just silent.

Yes!

A despairing feeling is also worthy of respect.

A few days later.

Chen Yue's ashes were transported back to the country to be buried with the three of them. Su Minglang arranged the cemetery.

Although the cemetery in this cemetery is valuable, the environment is really good. It was elegant, quiet, and pleasant. It was surrounded by mountains and rivers, especially this tomb of husband and wife. The location was just overlooking the bustling city below the mountain.

Su Nian personally escorted her back. This was his own will, and no one stopped him. This was the first time he had gone back to see tong xin. After he went, he sent Tong Hua a photo.

Tong Hua thought that his uncle's family would like to set up a family there.

From the shock that followed a few days ago, her mood has now calmed down a lot.

At home, Tong Hua was still in a separate room. The spirit sacrifice that was originally set up for her parents and uncle's family had now been changed to Chen Yue's period and put up again. The morning worship made Tong Hua unable to stand up and walk. She went downstairs to eat and was still carried up by su Minglang. Because her feet were soft. The aunt who had just "Resurrected from the dead" had to face a farewell. The endless sorrow in my heart, no matter how cold the winter wind blows.

All day long, the people who came to the villa to pay their respects left one by one, but the owner of the tomb remained silent.

Squinting his eyes, Tong Hua rubbed his stomach with one hand and lifted a corner of his lips. After abandoning all the grudges and grudges in the world, they should have been happily reunited by now, right?

"Tong Hua, don't look. Let's go out too. They'll be fine."

Su Minglang hugged her and leaned against her, caressing her hair like a pet.

His chest was warm, especially during this season. Tong Hua sniffed and leaned against him. Even through a few layers of thick clothing, he could feel his steady and powerful heartbeat.

This chest, from now on, became her only reliance.

Facing her parents who were sleeping in front of the grave and her uncle's family, she remained silent for a few seconds and whispered, "Minglang, when both of us die, let Xiaotaiyang choose a place like this for us so that we can stay in peace."

"Yes, I think so."

Su Minglang's eyes fell on the top of her hair and responded softly.

Tong Hua did not say another word and was reluctant to leave.

Yes, she liked the silence here and the photos that Su Nian sent her. It seemed as quiet as it was everywhere. She was also very grateful to Minglang for choosing such a good place to settle down for her parents, for properly arranging her uncle's family, and for someone to build such a unique tomb. There were mountains, water, flowers, trees, and the large flowers of the arrow lotus on the tombstone were quietly blooming, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. This small cemetery looked like a "Miniature courtyard."

At the front of the cemetery, there were rows and rows of crooked slate roads. The houses of the small quad were very reminiscent of the structure of old Jingdu, with corner lights hanging under the eaves and clumps of banana and bamboo trees beside the cemetery... If the shape of the cemetery was enlarged, it would really be a good environment to live in.

This was the most distinctive cemetery that Tong Hua had ever seen.

"Minglang, you've done too much for me."

"Silly thing, are you being polite to me?" Su Minglang stroked her hair again, thought about it, and lowered his voice slightly. "Let's go. It's getting late. Mom and dad are waiting for you downstairs. Don't worry them. After a few days, we can still visit them. Now that their new house has just moved in, we definitely don't want to disturb them here."

"You're right."

Quietly, Tong Hua knew in his heart that he did not want to think about things here on his own. He was worried about his body.

However, she preferred such beautiful words.

She would rather believe that her father and mother were reuniting now than her daughter and son-in-law disturbing them here. She would rather believe that her uncle's family was truly reunited.

Once again, he carried Tong Hua down the long steps in his soft shoes, his sleeves fluttering, his long hair fluttering, and held hands with him. The picture was so beautiful that it was sad.

It was as if they were going to be together like this in the future. Tong Hua seemed to be even happier. It was such a desirable situation to be together. It was even more desirable to be together with someone you loved. Tong Hua knew that this man would agree to her now. She knew that the best thing to do in her life was to meet this man.

If he wanted a little moon, a little star, a little snow, and a little rain, it wouldn't matter. She would give it to him. After all, they would leave, give birth to more children, and let the children have relatives in this world, so that they could cherish each other and take care of each other.

They can comfort each other even when they are sad. Thinking of this, Tong Hua felt that Su Minglang was not greedy. She also wanted these children. While they were still young, she looked at Xiaotaiyang who was really lonely and tight. Tong Hua remembered that Xiaotaiyang had arranged for Gu Ji to send them back yesterday. It should have been arranged by Xiaotaiyang. Her mother was really incompetent. When she was sad, she didn't even care for her son anymore.

Fortunately, there was su Minglang, and fortunately, there was Su Minglang who handled everything well, or else she would have lived a really sloppy life.

Feeling the lightness and steadiness of Su Minglang's footsteps, Tong Hua curled her lips. She was big and fat now. It was not easy for Su Minglang to hold her so steadily. She wanted to stick to his chest and get closer to him.