I love you, Mr.Commander

Lin Qing took orange to the man's side. The housekeeper and nannies followed behind. They looked at the master who had served for many years. Everyone couldn't help sobbing, and their faces were covered with tears.

Even the housekeeper who rarely has emotion shed tears at this moment.

Mu Li bowed deeply to the dead man. The whole room was immersed in a gloomy atmosphere and didn't disperse for a long time.

The memorial service caused a sensation in city A. later, Mu Yonghao was buried in Mu's private cemetery.

A row of black cars shuttle neatly through the streets of city A. with the opening of the cemetery gate, the team drives into this quiet place.

The scenery before his death was infinite, and after his death, he was accompanied by only one piece of loess.

Shen Yuhe stood in front of the tomb for a long time. Looking at the words on the tombstone, she looked calm. She seemed to have accepted it and never felt that Mu Yonghao had left.

Muli put down the bouquet, and the people walking with him bowed silently. It began to rain. An umbrella opened and shrouded over his head. On such a cold day, the wind blowing on my cheeks hurts like a knife. When I raise my head, there is a gray silence on my head.

Lin Qing led orange to stand beside Mu Li. Orange was very quiet from beginning to end. Although he didn't understand the real meaning of death, he also knew that he would never see his grandfather again.

Lin Qing looked sideways and saw the man's eyes overflow with indescribable sadness and sadness.

Although Mu Yonghao didn't maintain this father son relationship before his death, Mu Li didn't have any perfunctory and neglect behind him. He did his best to send Mu Yonghao off on his last journey.

Many people came today. Everyone admired and respected Mu Yonghao. They bowed deeply to see the old army commander off.

But mu Yonghao left like this. He left everything, but he didn't take anything away.

The black car drove into the private cemetery. The others left first. Mu Li went to Shen Yuhe and put his hand on her shoulder: "Mom, let's go."

Shen Yuhe nodded, his eyes still lingering on the tombstone.

Mu Li opens the door. Shen Yuhe takes the lead in stepping up. Lin Qing takes orange to another car. Along the way, she was a little distracted and thought of the last words Mu Yonghao said to her before his death. She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

Who can say that his life is bright and magnanimous and has never failed anyone?

Shen Yuhe looked out of the window and asked the driver to stop when the car drove back to the city. She calmly said to Mu Li, "you go first. I'll walk around."

"Mom, go back today."

"I just want to go out and get some air. When I get home, there will be your father everywhere." That home, after all, is where they have lived together for decades. When Shen Yuhe left everything and followed him to city a, he never left him again.

In a flash, she slipped away between her fingers for decades, but she was the only one left.

Wen Yan, Mu Li no longer insisted: "let the driver follow you."

"Don't worry about me." Shen Yuhe patted the back of his hand, "I just need some time to face it."

Mu Li looked at Shen Yuhe. Since Mu Yonghao died, Shen Yuhe seems to have changed himself. He is silent. Now, his daily life is only fasting and chanting Buddha.

But no matter how much they worry, it won't help.

Mu Li asked the driver to stop by the side of the road. He explained a few words, then sat in the car behind him, opened the door, and the heating hit his face, which made people feel comfortable.

The man went in. Lin Qing's face was blocked by orange. She couldn't see her expression, but her attitude was a little cold.

"Why are you here?"

"Mom wants to go around."

Lin Qing frowned, "why don't you follow?"

"A driver followed."

Mu Li stretched out his hand and was pulled by the little guy halfway.

Holding the man's palm, orange's eyes lit up: "Daddy."

"Stay there."

Hearing the speech, orange climbed to his leg decisively and put his cerebellar bag on the pillow.

This time, orange lowered his body. Mu Li could finally see his wife's face. Lin Qing's hand was still protecting orange because of the brake just now. He glanced and grasped it.

He needs her support too much now. Lin Qing doesn't understand this. He just has a knot there. Even if he doesn't think about it, he still separates the two people like a wall.

The man held it tightly. After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qing wanted to take her hand back. She tried several times but failed. The man pulled it again and she leaned over.

If it hadn't been for an orange in the middle, she would have hit the man's chest accurately.

Lin Qing is still a little annoyed. She hasn't figured out what happened before. Does she want to fool her now?

"Let go." Her face was expressionless.

"Don't move." Mu Li pulled her into his arms.

Just holding it like this, he had no previous depression and weakness in his heart. He stretched out his arms through her back. This sitting position made Lin Qing's chin against his shoulder.

The man's breath was sprayed in his ears with the usual burning. This familiar feeling was transmitted to every nerve of the body. Lin Qing didn't have the heart to push him away, but there was no other action.

She was angry, but she didn't want to put pressure on him now.

"Is that all right?" Lin Qing's palm fell on his chest.

"Hold it a little longer." The man closed his eyes.

"How long will it take?"

"If you don't talk, I'll let you go in a minute."

Since Mu Yonghao's death, he has hardly slept. Up to now, both his body and spirit have stretched to the limit.

Lin Qing feels distressed to see him like this. She wants to have a way. She hopes to share it for him and suffer for him.

Lin Qingshi is uncomfortable with holding her like this. If she wants to maintain this posture at the door of the house, she may not even want her waist. Orange pillowed on the man's leg and looked innocuously at the two with big eyes. The eyes looked like he was not thin.

Lin Qing pushed the man away and straightened his body, but his hand was caught again. Her hand is too small compared with the man. He can't move when he holds it. The man's strength is not generally large. There's no reason to let go of the prey in his hand.

"I know you feel bad." Lin Qing looked at him and didn't know if there was something in his words. "We all feel bad about Mu Li."

Mu Li thought of Mu Yonghao's romantic past, and there was an unknown gloom at the bottom of the pond: "I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable."

Lin Qing poked away his hand: "what are you doing now?"

"You're still angry."

"I'm not angry." Lin Qing flatly denied it and calmly looked at Shangmu Li, "and now I don't want to tell you this. I know you're not feeling well these days and can't sleep all night."

"Since you know, come and sleep with me tonight."

"No."

"This is your duty."

"I can also choose not to perform," Lin Qing is also a stubborn, "you can't force me."

I would say so, because Lin Qing accompanies orange these days. In fact, she can't sleep well all night. In the middle of the night, she can feel men go around the room and cover their quilts before leaving.

He was about to turn the corner in front. Hearing these words, he straightened his back. He sat upright and did a good job as a driver. He must have basic professional quality.

The driver looked ahead, grabbed the steering wheel and tried not to listen to the conversation from behind.

"You can know anything you want, but when will you be angry?" Mu Li let go and quickly moved her feet. If it weren't for such a place in the carriage, she might have to sit where men can't touch.

"If you don't want to say it, I won't force you, but it's really chilling for you to hide it from me."

"OK, I'll tell you what you want to hear now."

Lin Qing looked at him. These days she calmed down and made herself firm in an idea. Her tone was a little stiff, as if she wanted to separate the two people: "Mu Li, do you have to make it clear at this time?"

The man's heart sank when he heard her so blunt, but he was tired enough these days. When he heard this, he didn't speak again.

The car stopped at the door of Mu's house. Lin Qing got off with orange. Orange walked slowly and wanted to wait for Mu to leave together. His small body was shivering with the cold wind.

"Ah sneeze." The tip of orange's nose turned red and made a loud noise.

Lin Qing handed the handkerchief to orange and quickly let him get into his coat, which blocked most of the wind.

"Mommy, are you cold?" Orange pinched his small nose with a handkerchief, and his voice was a little out of shape.

Lin Qing looked down at him and gently pulled his mouth: "it's not cold."

Mu left the car and saw his mother and son waiting for their figure in the cold wind. As soon as his heart was warm, there was an inexplicable sadness across his heart.

All this is based on him or the original one, but if one day he becomes unknown to himself, will someone wait for him to go home like this?

"Daddy." Orange's shrill little voice came.

"Hurry up." Lin Qing urged.

The man recovered and saw that although Lin Qing was cold, he was still patient and waiting for him.

When he approached, Lin Qing looked at him angrily: "the oranges are going to be frozen."

The man picked up the orange, picked up the steps and went up. Lin Qing walked beside him. His arm hanging on his side swung twice and accurately grabbed her hand: "you're going to be frozen, I'm more distressed."

Lin Qing ignored him and took his hand away before he finished climbing the steps.

When they entered the Mu house, the housekeeper didn't see Shen Yuhe. He looked back nervously. Thinking of Shen Yuhe's recent state, he was afraid of something wrong.

The housekeeper's mind is not difficult to guess. After staying at Mu's house for so many years, Mu Li tried his best to the two elders of Mu's house. Mu Li walked in with an orange and said, "she's going to relax and will be back later. Go and prepare dinner first."

I don't know how she survived these days. The haze on her head never dissipated. Lin Qing slept with orange for several nights. She still plans to do so today.

There are some things you can't hear the truth without forcing.

The nanny knocked outside several times. After Mu Li returned from the balcony, he went to open the door. When he saw the nanny looking in with the quilt, the man frowned: "what's the matter?"

"The young lady is going to sleep in the young master's room tonight. This quilt is a new set. Do you want to take it now?"

Mu Li took the quilt away from the nanny: "no, she won't come tonight."

"Well, I'd better ask my little grandmother." The nanny looked embarrassed and refused to let go with the quilt. "The young master shouted that he didn't want to sleep now. If the young grandmother doesn't go, we can't help it."