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Chapter 82 Falling to Hell, Lost

Chapter 82 Falling to Hell, Lost (3)
Ming Chengyou entered the living room, Li Yunling asked Uncle Wang and Housekeeper Xiao to rest first, she saw Ming Chengyou striding towards the stairs, "Chengyou."

"Ah."

"I heard Uncle Wang say that Fu Ran made the call. Why are you still with her?"

Ming Chengyou just stopped walking, he didn't answer Li Yunling's words, he walked up only a few steps, Li Yunling chased to the top of the stairs, "You still have to see them team up to kill you so you can give up hope, Chengyou, why did I never I didn't realize that you couldn't let go!"

"Yes, I can't let it go!" Ming Chengyou picked up the coat hanging from his wrist and threw it on the ground, "So don't worry about me!"

"you--"

After the sound of hurried footsteps, there was a violent slamming of the door on the second floor.

There is a little bit of hope, even if it will flow away through the fingers, but he doesn't want to let go when he can grasp it. Ming Chengyou has never found that he is a person who can't let go. Since when did he start? Can't remember all.

Li Yunling stayed up almost all night. After Ming Yunfeng passed away, her spirit became very poor, and she would often hear the sound of the door being opened while lying in bed.Coupled with the sudden change of owner of Cun Kun, the high-profile appearance of Ming Zheng's mother and son in front of the media is tantamount to pouring a basin of dirty water on her.

Li Yunling wanted to be strong all her life, and she fought for it all her life, how could she swallow this breath.

The clock passed by like quicksand between fingers. She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. In addition, Ming Chengyou's mind was not on her career at all, she was even more anxious.

Li Yunling put on a coat and walked out of the room, and saw that the light in the master bedroom was still on.

She walked to the door and knocked on the door panel, "Chengyou?"

Can't hear any movement.

Just now when he went upstairs, Li Yunling smelled alcohol on Ming Chengyou's body. She found a spare key, and when she opened it, the door was unlocked.

In the bedroom, only one light near the balcony was turned on. It seemed that Ming Chengyou walked into the room in the dark. The knocked down objects were scattered on the ground. Li Yunling searched around the room but could not find Ming Chengyou.

"Chengyou, Chengyou?" She said nervously, and searched back and forth between the dressing room and the bathroom.

A gust of cold wind blows away the dry warmth in the room, and the dark-colored curtains are raised in a circular circle, and the tail tassels almost touch the edge of the bed before falling back heavily.

Li Yunling saw that the door leading to the balcony was open.

The newly laid carpet absorbed the sound of her footsteps, Li Yunling opened the curtains and walked to the balcony. She searched around, but found no one.

She couldn't hide her disappointment, "Where is it?"

Her legs were about to retract, but her gaze unexpectedly swept across the corner. She was startled for a moment, and then covered her mouth with her right hand.

Li Yunling's eye sockets burned, and the figure became blurred in her eyes.

She saw her son who was usually held in her hands, but now he was lying in the corner of the cold balcony, with his face pressed against the French window next to him, one leg straightened and the other bent, Li Yunling wiped away tears, she Walk over and squat down, "Chengyou?"

She shook Ming Chengyou's shoulder vigorously, but he didn't see any reaction.

"How could the children of our Ming family become like this?" Li Yunling knelt beside Ming Chengyou, with endless sorrow and distress.Everyone knew that Ming Sanshao was the treasure in her hands, but now he was tortured to pieces by the cruel reality.

Housekeeper Xiao came to the room upon hearing the commotion, and helped Li Yunling to help Ming Chengyou into the room.

"Housekeeper Xiao, go get a basin of hot water."

"it is good."

Ming Chengyou's hands and feet were cold, and his face was frozen gray and blue. Li Yunling helped him cover the quilt, and she didn't dare to leave until midnight. She asked Steward Xiao to rest first, and she slept on the sofa.

Ming Chengyou woke up the next day and couldn't remember that he slept on the balcony last night.

He opened his eyes and reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table. Li Yunling got up and walked quickly when she heard the movement, "Chengyou, you're awake."

"Mom, why are you here?" Ming Chengyou patted his forehead and sat up, seeing Li Yunling's tired expression, "You've been in my room all night?"

Li Yunling didn't sleep well all night, her voice was hoarse, "Chengyou, are you really still unable to let go?"

The broken hair on Ming Chengyou's forehead covered the tiredness in his eyes, Li Yunling sighed, "Chengyou, mom is in more pain than you at this moment, maybe Mingzheng is right, the person your father loves is her, not me. "

"mom!"

"Obviously knowing that he is your father's illegitimate son outside, I still try my best to be tolerant. Every time I see him, why don't I have a thorn in my heart? But I have endured it for so many years, I am not lost to Ming Zheng, but I lost to my dearest and most beloved person." Li Yunling's voice was choked up, and she raised her face to suppress the grievance and humiliation.

Ming Chengyou lifted the quilt and got off the bed, and put his arms around Li Yunling's shoulders, "It's okay, you still have me here."

"Chengyou, you can't break down. If even you give up on yourself, who else can I count on?"

"I'm sorry." He didn't think about giving up, but the pain he showed inadvertently terrified the people closest to him. Ming Chengyou covered up the rest of the pain, maybe he also had to learn how to be a man wearing a mask.

"Go and wash up, let's go see your dad after breakfast."

Early in the morning, Ming Rong also rushed over, Uncle Wang drove to the cemetery, Li Yunling looked at the two sons beside her, "Don't blame your father, I always firmly believe that the will is not what he meant."

Ming Rong spoke a few words of comfort, while Ming Chengyou looked out of the window ecstatically from the beginning to the end.

The mist in the cemetery in the early morning has not cleared. Uncle Wang helped to take out the things that were going to the grave from the trunk. Today, the fog is very heavy, and it is almost impossible to see things more than ten meters away. After walking a few steps, my shoulders and hair are condensed After clearing the fog, Li Yunling walked to Ming Yunfeng's tomb accompanied by Ming Chengyou and Ming Rong.

This is the geomantic treasure land chosen by Ming Yunfeng before his death, and his two sons are standing behind Li Yunling.

She couldn't bear to let them see the sadness in her eyes.

Ming Rong's usual playful and smiling expression also became particularly solemn. Apart from them, there was no one in the entire cemetery, and the emptiness and silence was terrifying.But all the relatives are buried here, so there is no time to feel afraid.

Ming Chengyou looked straight at him. Due to the heavy fog, he couldn't see clearly the picture of Ming Yunfeng on the tombstone, but he could imagine his father's appearance. Ming Yunfeng had always been stricter to him than Mingzheng and Mingrong. Harsh.

(End of this chapter)

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