I Love My Sweet Neighbor

By the time Yun Zhuran came back to her senses, she had already returned to the hospital bed and had been in a daze for a long time.

"Dyeing, have something to eat."

Mu Qingtian whispered in her ear.

"Qingtian..."

"I'm going to see mom."

"Dyeing." Mu Qingtian shook his head and his face was grave, but in the end he made up his mind to tell her the truth. "Dyeing, you have to be strong. Mom has passed away."

Qingtian, I'm going to see mom. Take me there. Take me to..."

It was as if Yun Zhuran did not hear Mu Qingtian and kept talking.

Mu Qingtian moved yun zhuran to live in the building. This action touched his injured arm, and a piercing pain hit him. He frowned and said nothing.

"Dyeing, mom died. Mom..."

"You lied to me!" Yun Zhuran suddenly became furious and pushed Mu Qingtian away. "Mom isn't dead. Mom isn't dead. Mother was still lying in the ward. She's been like that for over ten years. I'm going to see her. Look at her."

As she spoke, she was about to get out of bed.

Mu Qingtian hugged her even harder. Accordingly, the injured arm was in even more pain.

"Dyeing, can you wake up? Wake up, please? Mom is dead!"

No matter how cruel the reality is, it's not a reason for you to escape. That was why Mu Qingtian was so cruel. She knew that her mother had been Yun Zhuran's pillar of support for so many years, and even if her mother lay there motionless, Yun Zhuran looked at her with relief.

Now that this pillar was gone, her spirit was about to crumble.

Yun Zhuran lowered his head and moved his shoulder. She sobbed.

"I know, I know. Qingtian, I know. I know my mother died. But I, I thought she would still be there. That's what I think."

Mu Qingtian cried too. But without making a sound, tears fell silently.

"It's okay, Dyeing. Mom's gone. You still have me. I will be by your side. I will support you and become your pillar. Dyeing, don't be afraid. Everything will be fine."

After crying for a while, Yun Zhuran stopped crying. Probably tired from crying too.

No matter how sad you are, there will always be a day when your tears will dry up.

Her voice was a little hoarse.

"Qingtian, I had a dream just now."

"Yes."

"I dreamt of my mother, and she had a child with her. The child spoke to me, but I didn't know what she was talking about. Look at that mouth shape, I think it's calling mom. That's my child... My child."

"Yes."

"Mommy's gone. My child is gone too. They left together."

"Dyeing, don't be afraid. You still have me."

"Yes, I still have you." Yun Zhuran smiled bitterly. "Qingtian, if it weren't for you, I think I would have really collapsed. Thank you for staying by my side. Thank you."

"Don't be silly. You are my wife. I'm not by your side, but by whose side."

Mu Qingtian stood up and said, "I have to prepare for the funeral. I..."

"Qingtian, I want to see my mother for the last time." Yun Zhuran looked at Mu Qingtian earnestly.

"Okay." Mu Qingtian agreed without hesitation. There was no obstruction. Although he also knew that Yun Zhuran's health was not very good now. But if I can't see my mother for the last time. That would be a great pity for her. There was no way to make up for it.

In the funeral parlor, Yun Zhuran looked at his mother in the crystal coffin and heard solemn mourning.

She was no longer as sad as before.

There were not as many tears as before.

Not because she was not sad, but because she was already sad to the end.

"Mom, you're still so pretty. If there was an afterlife, I would still be your daughter. I'll show you my filial piety."

Yun Zhuran lay on the coffin and whispered to his mother inside.

Soon, her mother turned into a box of ashes.

The funeral was very grand. Many of Yun Zhuran's colleagues came to offer condolences. But very few relatives came. Because of his relationship with Yun Dangfeng in his early years. Lin Jing's relationship with his relatives was strained. They had stopped moving for a long time. Yun Zhuran didn't want to give them any information this time. Mu Qingtian said, after all, there must be a courtesy. The list was made by yun zhuran, and the details were left to Mu Qingtian.

Despite the news, not many people came. When she came, she only nodded her head and bowed in front of her mother's spirit.

On the contrary, many of Mu Qingtian's friends came.

Mu Qingtian was a good friend. He was a kind man and everyone had a good relationship with him.

But those people were outsiders. No matter how many people came, Yun Zhuran didn't feel anything.

Suddenly, someone stood in front of the spirit. Bowing to Lin Jing's photo, he said, "Lin Jing, it's a pity I didn't see you for the last time."

Yun Zhuran shivered with excitement. The voice was too familiar. She looked up and saw that it was Yun Dangfeng.

"You're here?" Yun Zhuran asked.

"Yes, I'm here. Let me see your mother. To see her off for the last time. I..."

Before Yun Dangfeng could finish speaking, Yun Zhuran stood up and turned his head towards Yun Dangfeng, knocking Yun Dangfeng in a daze.

Everyone present was stunned.

No one expected Yun Zhuran to be so excited.

Yun Dangfeng got up from the ground and glared at Yun Zhuran angrily.

"What are you doing? Like what? You, you treat your father like this! How embarrassing you are in front of so many people! No manners!"

He said that Yun Zhuran had no manners, but didn't you scold your daughter in front of so many people? Is your upbringing so good? How ironic.

Yun Zhuran's eyes widened as well. She picked up her mother's photo and walked a few steps to Yun Dangfeng.

"Yun Dangfeng!" She called out her father's name. "Open your eyes and look. This is my mother. Are you worthy of her?!"

Yun Dangfeng turned his face away, not daring to look at the photos.

If you don't look, Yun Zhuran will insist.

"Yun Dangfeng! Open your dog's eyes! Say something!"

Yun Dangfeng turned his back and said in a rude tone, "Yun Zhuran, you are too ill-bred. Call your father by his name. Who taught you to be so rude?"

He wanted to shift the focus. But yun zhuran would not let him off lightly.

"Yun Dangfeng, you're well-bred. You're too well-bred! Haha..."

Yun Zhuran laughed and looked around the hall. Many of them were friends in Mu Qingtian's business circle, and many of them were people from the upper class with high social status.

Yun Zhuran said, "Yun Dangfeng, my mother is dead now. I might as well make myself clear. You, you are my father, that's right. From a blood relationship, I don't deny it. But you patted your heart and asked yourself, have you ever done your duty? How many times have you visited me since I was a child! When I called your father, you promised several times. Tell me!"

Yun Zhuran's aggressive attitude made the clouds and winds take a few steps back.

He noticed that someone was taking pictures of him and quickly raised his hand to cover his face. At the same time, he still scolded his daughter in his father's voice, "Nonsense, nonsense, I am your father. I came to see if your mother meant well. Is that how you treat me?!"

"Bah!" Yun Zhuran went all out. She flung the vase on the table with chrysanthemums out and the vase fell to the ground, shattering with a crack.