The Humble Love

However, the street lamp in the corridor outside made Su's eyes uncomfortable. She blocked the light with her hands in disgust.

The light outside the door was shadowy, and Su was struggling to adapt to it. She was too lazy to move her body, so she had to force herself to adapt to the light.

Su Qianyu has not yet adapted to the light. Mu Jinghan holds a corner of the curtain and waves his big hand. The whole room lights up in an instant.

"What do you do? Close the curtains Su shallow language is angry, she one hand blocks the light in front of her eyes, the other hand reaches out to want to draw the curtain.

Mu Jinghan held out his hand and said, "when do you want to go on like this?"

"It's none of your business!" Su shallow language disgusted to look at Mu Jinghan, on the Mu Jinghan slightly angry eyes, "you let me go, you hear it?" Su Qianyu waves his hand to get rid of Mu Jinghan's entanglement.

Mu Jinghan held on to it, "I won't let it go. If you cheer up, I won't let it go."

"You Su shallow tone knot, she angrily stare at Mu Jinghan, "you don't let go, do you? Then don't blame me Su said, lowering his head and opening his mouth, his sharp teeth were imprinted on Mu Jinghan's arm.

Mu Jinghan frowned slightly, but did not make a sound. Su shallow language all over the strength bite, for a long time to loosen the mouth, she thought that this can let Mu Jinghan let go.

Who would have thought that she looked up and saw that Mu Jinghan did not look like anything, and her hand was still holding Su Qianyu tightly.

"Is that it? Is that what you are capable of doing Mu Jinghan deliberately looked at Su Qian Yu with disdain. Su's words were somewhat provoked by Mu Jinghan's words, "who told you that I was making a fool of myself?"

"An independent adult, no matter what happens, will not use this kind of childish way of locking himself in the room to face things. Don't you make a fool of yourself

She just wanted to be quiet and immersed in her own world. But Su's behavior was interpreted by Mu Jinghan as mischievous and childish, which made Su Qian very angry.

"Hum..." She gave up her resistance with a sneer. Since Mu Jinghan insisted on holding her arm, let him.

Su's self abandonment makes Mu Jinghan disappointed. He releases Su's hand, which is somewhat surprising to su.

"In the afternoon, your mother's funeral. If you're anything like a mother and daughter, I hope you'll show up in the lobby on time at three o'clock in the afternoon. "

What Mu Jinghan said shocked Su Qianyu. He didn't care what Su's reaction was. After that, he directly turned away.

"Funeral..." Su shallow language murmured, Mu Jinghan's words she listened to, and has been lingering in the heart.

Even if she is decadent and sad, today is Zhang Lingzhi's funeral day. As a daughter, she did not personally manage the funeral of her mother, which is very unfilial. If she does not attend the funeral

Su shallow language suddenly got up from the bed, she was in the cloakroom to find the right clothes.

"Don't change it. Mr. Mu is ready for you." Su turned around. The housekeeper held a box in his hand, which contained a pure white dress. The collar was surrounded by simple black patterns. It was simple and simple, which was suitable for funeral wear.

Su puts on the clothes and looks at the mirror, and takes care of his scattered hair these days.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Su Qianyu appeared in the hall downstairs on time.

Mu Jinghan came down from upstairs and saw Su Qianyu standing at the end of the gate in a simple dress. She simply tied up a horsetail and pinned a white flower on top of her head. This is the funeral custom.

Close relatives have to wear a white flower on their heads to show the memory and respect for the dead.

Mu Jinghan and Su Qianyu get on the bus and drive slowly towards the funeral home.

"In fact, it's none of your business. You don't have to attend." After a long silence in the car, Su still spoke to Mu Jinghan.

The identity of Mu Jinghan has nothing to do with Su's language. To ask him to attend his mother's funeral, in any way, seems unreasonable.

But the reality is wonderful. Mu Jinghan not only accompanied Su Qianyu to attend Zhang Lingzhi's funeral, but also ordered people to handle Zhang Lingzhi's funeral.

"Don't talk. I don't want to talk now." Mu Jinghan's indifference interrupts Su's conversation. He doesn't want to explain too much to Su's. Perhaps even Mu Jinghan himself did not know that he was not a relative, but he had to help Su Qianyu so much.

Mu Jinghan slowly closed his eyes, Su shallow language on one side secretly looked at him, full of gratitude in his heart.

Thank you, Jinghan.

Also later in the heart, Su shallow language only dare to show his gratitude to Mu Jinghan, and use that close address.

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Zhang Lingzhi's funeral begins at 4:00 p.m. in the middle of the hall stands Zhang Lingzhi's coffin, which is surrounded by white light.

In the auditorium, there were sad and sorrowful music. The guests who came to see Zhang Lingzhi passed by Zhang Lingzhi's body in line.Su shallow language stands next to the body, looking at the woman lying in the coffin. She was lying there, but she had to accept the fact that she had left the world.

Su's heart is very painful, but she can't show it because she has to accept the sympathy from the opposite person.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry."

There were people passing by her and saying this to her sadly. It felt like sadness was cut open and then dried in front of everyone.

Su doesn't like this feeling, even a little annoying.

Dressed in a pure black dress, Qiao lush walked to Su Qianyu, slowly took off his sunglasses, "shallow language, sorrow, you also don't feel too sad."

"Thank you. I will." Su shallow language feebly responds, she knows that Qiao lush is a good intention, but now she said one more thing are uncomfortable.

"Well, I'll go first."

"Well."

As soon as Qiao lush left, the people behind her came up to comfort su.

At the other end of the auditorium, Mu Jinghan stands upright and looks at Su Qianyu from a distance. His eyes are always inseparable from her.

He has done everything he can for Su Qianyu, but there are some things that he hopes to undertake for her whenever possible.

Thinking about it, Mu Jinghan stepped up slightly, "Mr. mu, you have done enough for shallow language. This, really can't do

Mu Jinghan footstep, he can see at this moment Su shallow language's heart is how sad, but there are still strong pretend to be OK.

"You have nothing to do with her, sir. At the moment, your hand will only make her more embarrassed. " The housekeeper's words are reasonable. Mu Jinghan really has no reason to come forward.

Fortunately, Zhang Lingzhi didn't have many relatives and friends before he died, so the mourning process ended soon.

The end of condolence is to cremate Zhang Lingzhi's body in the crematorium.

Su Qianyu stood in such a small drawer and watched Su's body pushed forward. After a while, what he pushed out was a white urn.

The staff gave the urn to Su, who held it with mixed feelings.

She can't feel that she is a conscious person now. She just holds the urn and puts her in the right place.

As soon as the casket left Su's hand, Su's stomach turned over and began to feel sick. The disgusting impulse enveloped her, and Su finally rushed out.

"Well..." Su shallow language leans against the wall, retch, only sour water spit out.

"Shallow language, are you ok?" Qiao lush suddenly appeared, holding a tissue in her hand and handed it to Su Qianyu.

"Thank you." Su shallow language took Qiao lush sent the paper towel, gently wipe the edge of his lips, "I'm ok, you don't worry."

"Why are you all right?" "Joe green heartache looking at Su shallow language," must be you are too tired today, I see, I take you to find a place to rest. "

"No more." Su shallow language directly rejected Qiao lush proposal, "the funeral is not over, I can." Su shallow language strong carry a breath, she plucked up the spirit, do not want to fall in her mother's funeral.

"Fortunately, there is Jinghan, otherwise, I really have to worry about your health." Qiao is green and embraces Su's arm, still worried about her appearance.