cold wife

Chapter 251 Gong Wei's One Hundred Kowtows at the Funeral (2)
Mrs. Shu shook her head and sobbed. She has only two sons. One of them is gone now. She is only 30 years old. She hasn’t even married yet. She just left like this. A white-haired man gives a black-haired man. How can you tell her to bear it? live?

Shu Junqing looked at Shu Yihang who was on the side: "Dad?"

Shu Yihang was also in tears, he waved his hands and said, "It's okay, we can still endure, we want to stay here with him more."

Shu Junqing nodded.

There was a sudden noise at the door, and the originally congested hall gave way, a pair of black figures walked in slowly, and the one in front was a smaller figure, a slender figure, a girl, holding a A big bouquet of roses, very bright colors, as if they could bleed.

Leng Qing stood up suddenly, and whispered in his mouth: "Baby..."

The crowd next to it was full of heated discussions. After all, all the people who came here were holding chrysanthemums, so how could there be some with roses?

Walking behind her, Li Yu followed her with an indifferent expression, also in a black suit.

Leng Qing greeted him from the side, Ai Baoer glanced at him lightly, then looked away, walked to the front of the mourning hall, bowed three times and walked to the ice coffin with the roses in his hands, picking them up one by one on his body chrysanthemum.

The faces of the calligrapher and his wife changed drastically, and they wanted to go forward, but they were stopped by Shu Junqing. Shu Junqing looked at Ai Baoer, with a bit of bitterness on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Mom and Dad, she is Ai Baoer, brother The person he loves the most in this life is also the only person he wants to protect, I think he wants to be sent by her the most."

The calligrapher and his wife looked at Ai Bao'er complicatedly, and then sat back slowly. Mrs. Shu lowered her head and wiped her tears silently.

Regardless of everyone's eyes, Ai Baoer continued to throw the chrysanthemums in the coffin, with a beautiful smile on her lips, and said softly: "Shu Junhao, these are the roses I picked in the rose garden this morning. Pretty, right?"

Reached out to take his hand, gently put the rose stem into his palm, and continued: "My favorite is roses, you love me very much, right, then you will like it too, this is my first love It’s the first time I’ve given someone flowers, and it’s also the first time I’ve shown my love to someone, Shu Junhao, I’m showing my love to you, you know?”

Tears fell down and dripped on his handsome face, Ai Baoer stretched out her hand and gently wiped it off with the back of her hand.

Carefully raised one of his hands, imprinted a kiss on the back of his hand, and rubbed his cheek lightly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know you love me, you are in so much pain, but I pretend I don't know, Shu Junhao ,sorry."

Li Yu walked behind her and patted her shoulder lightly. Ai Baoer wiped away the tears on her face, put Shu Junhao's hand back, and put it on the other palm.

The other roses were placed beside his face, and Ai Baoer lowered her eyes, forced back the tears in her eyes, then raised her head again, looked at the person in the ice coffin and said: "Shu Junhao, this time, I will cherish my life even more. Your parents will be my parents from now on. Just like what you said, I will definitely find you in the next life, okay? But you can’t go too far, or I’m afraid I’ll find you Not to you."

Finally looking at the handsome face in the coffin, Ai Baoer stretched out her hand to caress the cold handsome face, and there will be no smiling face from now on, but that smile will remain in her memory and engraved in her mind for the rest of her life. Because with it, she will find him in the next life.

Holding the coffin to stand up, Ai Bao'er walked in front of the calligrapher and his wife, knelt down on both knees, she raised her head to look at the second calligrapher, tears fell down.

(End of this chapter)