Mr. Mu's exclusive love

Chapter 1198 Holding the hand of the son, bringing the old with the son (20)

He was extremely cautious in his movements, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person in the tomb.

The dark brown soil covered the black urn and the white flowers bit by bit. The raindrops slid down from the man's hair, ran across the man's cheek, stayed on the long black eyelashes for a moment, and finally fell down and hit the soil ...

The slender fingers grabbed the soil suddenly, and the man leaned over the soil, crying bitterly.

"sister!"

In just one word, what kind of reluctance and distress are revealed.

Everyone is silent.

Gu Wenhou raised his handkerchief again and wiped his red eyes.

Xu Yang sniffed, wiped away his tears, walked over and grabbed Xi Cheng's arm forcefully.

"Mr. Xicheng, let the lady be buried in peace?"

Pulling Xi Cheng up with another staff member, he raised his chin lightly, and the staff at the side immediately stepped forward and quickly shoveled the dirt into the grave pit with a shovel.

Soon, the tombstone was erected.

Xicheng also regained control of her emotions, "Go down first, and I'll stay with her for a while."

Xu Yang frowned, glanced at his expression, and raised his palm.

The guests divorced one after another, and the staff and servants helped Gu Wenhou down the hillside. In front of the new grave, only Xi Cheng and Xu Yang, who was standing not far away to guard him, remained.

Taking out the handkerchief, Xicheng squatted in front of his sister's tomb, carefully wiping away the soil that had accidentally stained the tombstone.

"I will take good care of Dad, so you can leave at ease, the Gu family will have me in the future!"

Not far away, a figure walked around the woods and approached.

When Xu Yang heard footsteps, he turned around and saw Mu Tianye holding an umbrella in one hand and Ning Xiaofei's arm in the other. Both of them were dressed in black, and Ning Xiaofei was holding a few white camellias in his arms. .

Early this morning, Ning Xiaofei originally came to accompany her father Ning Zhiqiu to worship her mother, but after noticing the funeral here, she realized that today is the day of Gu Yu's burial.

After paying homage to her mother, she purposely took a few flowers from the bouquet, came over with Mu Tianye, and presented a flower, which was regarded as a farewell to Gu Yu.

"Mr. Xicheng!"

Seeing the two approaching, Xu Yang hurriedly walked over and patted Xicheng's shoulder lightly. Xicheng turned his face and saw Ning Xiaofei and Mu Tianye standing not far away, he slowly got up and stepped aside.

The two walked forward slowly to the tombstone, Ning Xiaofei bent down, and gently leaned the few flowers in her hands on Gu Yu's tombstone.

He stood there frowning for a while, but he still couldn't think of anything to say. He just sighed, retreated to Mu Tianye's side, and bowed lightly to the tombstone three times.

Xi Cheng bowed his body as a return, and then turned his face away.

"Thank you!"

Ning Xiaofei raised her face, glanced at Mu Tianye questioningly, met her gaze, and the man nodded slightly.

So, she stepped in front of Xicheng, raised her arms, and gently hugged his shoulders.

"Sorry!"

"Thank you!"

Xi Cheng thanked her again, but his arms hung down gentlemanly by his side, and he didn't touch her with his muddy fingers.

"Let's go first."

Let go of him, Ning Xiaofei retreated back to Mu Tianye's side, the man raised his hand and threw her shoulder, turned and left.

Soon, the figures of the two disappeared behind the increasingly dense rain.

Xicheng stood in the rain, staring at the tombstone like a sculpture, silent for a long time.

On the handsome and pale face, there were drops of water dripping down. I don't know if it was rain or tears, but it was sour when it dripped into his mouth.

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good afternoon
(End of this chapter)