Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 349 Accept, he is dead

"Du Ruo, what nonsense are you talking about? You've read too many girls' comics, you can think of any bloody plot, drunk, Xiao Yun, don't listen to his nonsense." Cong Yi's speech speed finally increased, and Bai Glancing at Du Ruo, she grabbed Tong Xiaoyun's hand and walked out, "Let's go see what the kitchen has prepared tonight."

But Tong Xiaoyun broke away from Cong Yi's hand, turned around and returned to Du Ruo who had already stood up, his expression slightly excited, his hands tightly grasped his arm, his trembling voice was a little choked, "Du Ruo, why do you think it's an uncle? Why? ?”

She really hoped that Du Ruo would give her an affirmative answer, that is, Qiao Moshen sent someone to follow her.

Qiao Moshen must be worried about her safety, so he sent that person to protect her.

But why doesn't he show up?
Is he around all the time?

Could it be... He has already seen her sad, lonely and lost soul, but she just doesn't show up?

Could it be that he has some difficulties?

There was already a thin layer of mist in the starry eyes, and tears gathered at the bottom of the eyes little by little, gradually confusing her vision.

Something in my heart was fermenting and expanding, as if it was about to explode.

Tong Xiaoyun's hands gripping Du Ruo's arm became tighter and tighter, her tear-wet eyes were full of expectations and prayers.

She was expecting Du Ruo to give her the answer she wanted, and praying that he would definitely give her the answer she wanted.

Please!

"I……"

Du Ruo can't wait to strangle herself to death at this moment.

He must be stupid to say such irresponsible words.

He clearly knew that the word "Qiao Moshen" was a sensitive word in front of Tong Xiaoyun, yet he blurted it out without thinking about the consequences at all.

Could it be that more than a year of training was in vain?

Is he still that Du Ruo?

Damn it!

Meeting Tong Xiaoyun's eager gaze, Du Ruo really didn't know what to say.

Because of the irresponsible words he said just now, he now has a long stream of accusations and curses thrown at him.

"Du Ruo, I really..." Cong Yi was so angry that Du Ruo didn't know what to say, she gritted her teeth, stepped forward and dragged Tong Xiaoyun away, "I told you not to listen to him, he just read too many girl manga , let's go to the kitchen, hurry up."

"Cong Yi..." Tong Xiaoyun softly called Cong Yi, the broken voice made people tremble.

Cong Yi was really startled, and reflexively let go of the hand holding Tong Xiaoyun's wrist, and watched Tong Xiaoyun fall to the ground in front of her, crying bitterly.

Du Ruo was also startled, and ran up with big strides, trying to help Tong Xiaoyun up, but her extended palm stopped on her trembling shoulders.

cry.

For more than two years, she has been pretending to be strong, holding everything in her heart, maybe it will really feel better to cry.

Cong Yi frowned slightly, and stood there looking at Tong Xiaoyun whose shoulders were trembling from crying, feeling extremely distressed, but she couldn't even say a word of comfort.

It's not that she doesn't know what to say, but no matter how much she loves Tong Xiaoyun and feels sorry for her, in the end she is just someone who stands outside the pain.

She will never experience Tong Xiaoyun's pain to the fullest, so even if she stepped forward to comfort her at this moment, those words of comfort would be insignificant to Tong Xiaoyun.

It's better to let her cry and let her vent.

……

Time ticks.

Tong Xiaoyun's crying finally weakened a little bit.

It wasn't until she sat up slowly that Cong Yi and Du Ruo slowly stepped forward and sat down beside her.

"Xiao Yun..." Du Ruo patted her shoulder lightly, her voice soft.

Tong Xiaoyun's desolate little face was full of sad tears, extremely emaciated, her eyelashes soaked in tears, like cicadas after the rain, drooping slightly, without any life.

Her whole body exuded a quiet breath, so quiet that it was terrifying.

Cong Yi and Du Ruo looked at each other, flustered.

"Xiao Yun, don't be like this, just talk to me..."

"he died."

A misty voice like smoke suddenly sounded, interrupting Cong Yi's words.

In the quiet bedroom, it instantly became more depressing, as if even the air was filled with sadness.

The air pressure was low, Cong Yi and Du Ruo's hearts were also heavy.

But Tong Xiaoyun's heart was light and fluttering. In an instant, it seemed to be empty, and there was nothing left.

nothing left.

"He's dead." Tong Xiaoyun's tear-wet eyelashes trembled twice, and finally slowly opened to meet Cong Yi's concerned and worried eyes. The butterfly will disappear at any time.

"Cong Yi, he's dead. In fact, I should have accepted this fact two years ago. The fact is...he won't come back, and I...won't continue to lie to myself."

Cong Yi's eyes were moist, she leaned forward slightly, pulled Tong Xiaoyun into her arms, and hugged her tightly, "Xiaoyun, you and us, there are so many people who love you."

"I know."

Her voice was still ethereal, her eyes were hollow, like a puppet without a soul.

She was really tired, she kept pretending to be strong, kept telling herself, and kept believing that Qiao Moshen was actually still in this world.

However, Du Ruo didn't give her a definite answer just now.

Her strength turned into a dam in her heart.

Du Ruo's response seemed like a small crack on the dam.

She has been stretched for too long, a small crack will cause a steady stream of dikes to burst.

Every plant and tree in my heart collapsed at this moment.

For a moment, the whole body was dark.

Perhaps, she can finally accept this fact, and she can also have the courage to live in a world without him.

However, from now on, her life has been bleak, dark, and... cold.

……

The dark night came as expected.

Tonight, Cong Yi stayed with Tong Xiaoyun, she was really worried.

Tong Xiaoyun didn't refuse either, and she didn't go to the balcony, and didn't tell Qiao Moshen's WeChat about her pain and missing through the phone screen.

"Cong Yi..."

After a long silence, Tong Xiaoyun's soft voice sounded out, as if the wind blows and it disperses.

Cong Yi nodded immediately, "I'm here, Xiao Yun, just tell me if you have anything to say."

"I'm scared, Cong Yi, I'm suddenly... so scared."

Her eyes were still out of focus, she leaned forward slowly, and hugged Cong Yi, where Cong Yi couldn't see, tears fell from her red eyes again.

Accepting that Qiao Moshen had passed away... She was really afraid of herself like this.

She didn't seem to be herself anymore, she could even feel something in her brain was pulled out a little bit.

Could it be the deep memory of Qiao Mo?
Will she suddenly not remember him one day?
"Xiaoyun..." Cong Yi patted Tong Xiaoyun's back lightly, and her heart also trembled.

"I'm in so much pain, Cong Yi..."

A heart seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, torn into pieces, and finally thrown into the biting cold wind.

Accepting that Qiao Moshen was dead was like experiencing the pain of losing him again.

But, she likes it, the more it hurts, the better.

This kind of pain means that he really existed.

This kind of pain is like Qiao Moshen's incarnation, always by her side.

Because of this, the feeling of a little bit of withdrawal in her mind frightened her so much.

She was really afraid. Could it be that God would confiscate even her memories with Qiao Moshen?
Could it be true?

What should she do?
"Cong Yi, help me, help me, okay?"

She hugged Cong Yi tighter and tighter, as if she had grasped the last straw.

Cong Yi nodded again and again, but such a rational person nodded his head like garlic, "Okay, I will help you, Xiao Yun, I will help you, I will definitely help you, don't be afraid, don't hurt."

She suddenly thought, even if she finds a man who is about the same shape as Qiao Moshen and asks him to have plastic surgery to look like Qiao Moshen, it would be good to accompany Tong Xiaoyun for Qiao Moshen, or simply clone Qiao Moshen...

What an unrealistic and irrational idea!

However, Cong Yi really had no other choice.

She couldn't look at Tong Xiaoyun in such pain.

There is no way to just watch and do nothing.

……

The long night is finally over.

Cong Yi stayed up with Tong Xiaoyun all night, watching the first ray of morning light outside the window breaking the darkness of the sky, she said hoarsely, "Xiaoyun, let me take a rest with you."

Tong Xiaoyun shook her head, not feeling sleepy at all.

"I am not sleepy."

She said lightly, slowly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Cong Yi frowned, immediately followed, and followed Tong Xiaoyun into the bathroom.

Seeing her pick up the toothbrush and toothpaste, Cong Yi immediately stepped forward to stop her, "Xiao Yun, you can sleep for a while."

Tong Xiaoyun's unfocused eyes didn't know where it fell, her lips without a trace of blood slightly pulled up, and a sad smile hung on her desolate little face, "I'm not sleepy, really, Cong Yi, I want to go to work."

She wants to find something wrong for herself.

She will never forget how much Qiao Mo loves her. He will be sad and worried about her when he sees her in the sky.

She had given him too much trouble.

Now that he's not by her side, she has to do well so that he won't worry about her.

She is sensible.

Cong Yi was anxious and didn't know what to say.

Who can persuade her, persuade her to go to bed and rest?

If this continues, her body will really collapse.

"Xiao Yun, you go to bed and rest..."

"Cong Yi, I have to wash up, you go out." Tong Xiaoyun said lightly, squeezing the toothpaste on the toothbrush.

Cong Yi's worried and anxious face showed an expression of wanting to speak, his lips parted, but he didn't say a word in the end.

After a moment of silence, she nodded, said "yes" lightly, and turned to leave.

Tong Xiaoyun quietly washed, put on makeup, changed clothes, and when she came downstairs to the restaurant, it seemed as if nothing happened last night.

But everyone could see that the aura around her had changed, she was quiet and unusual.

Tong Wei looked worried, and wanted to ask her what was wrong, so he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

It was not until after breakfast that Tong Xiaoyun was taken away by Duan Wangshu that Tong Wei found Cong Yi, "Xiao Yi, last night Xiao Yun..."

Cong Yi knew that Tong Wei was worried about Tong Xiaoyun, after all he was Tong Xiaoyun's father.

There are some things that should not be kept from him.

So, she told what happened last night.

Tong Wei frowned more and more, and couldn't help complaining, "This Du Ruo, still doesn't speak through his brain."

Cong Yi sighed, "Now is not the time to complain, uncle, how about I call Duan Wangshu, maybe he can persuade Xiaoyun."

Tong Wei sighed and shook his head, "Call him, I hope he can do something."

Cong Yi nodded, immediately picked up the phone, and dialed Duan Wangshu's number.

Duan Wangshu also found out that something was wrong with Tong Xiaoyun early in the morning, so she sat quietly in the co-pilot's seat and kept looking out the window, wondering if she was looking at the scenery.

He was about to ask her what's wrong when the phone rang.

(End of this chapter)