Refusal to marry a wealthy family: Mrs. Zhuo escaped marriage again

Noble passed away.

This is what I don't want to believe.

However, this is the cruelest fact.

I don't believe that God will really take one of my sons away from me. I am depressed, I have no emotions, I have no vitality, and I live like a dead person.

until two days later.

Holding Nuobao's urn, I took Qingqing and Zhuo Liang with me, and boarded the plane back to China.

I don't have Noble anymore.

I can no longer hear him calling Mommy in a childish voice, can no longer hear him act like a baby, and can no longer hug him.

That small box, cold and cold, makes people desperate.

Who can understand my mood?

I cried for two whole days and felt like I was going to cry blind.

My Nuobao is so cute and sensible, why can't it be me who died instead of him.

Desperate, gray.

If it wasn't for the presence of Qingqing, I really wouldn't be able to live on.

I refused Zhuo Liang's help and refused to inform anyone.I took Qingqing and my Nuobao home, and two days later, Qingqing and I went to the funeral home.

December 27.

The day when Noble was buried.

The ceremony in the funeral parlor is simple, and someone who understands some sayings specifically told me not to cry in front of the child, otherwise he would be reluctant to leave.

I would not have believed such a superstitious statement before.

But now I'm really afraid, afraid that Nuo Bao's soul is wandering alone in the world, afraid that he won't even be able to reincarnate.

I suppressed my emotions and took Qingqing's hand to the cemetery.

Nuobao was placed next to Zhuo Yan, and I lost my son and the man I loved the most.

Qingqing lost her father and younger brother.

All of a sudden, Qingqing and I only depend on each other for life.

Qingqing stayed by my side very quietly. His crying that day prevented his eyes from recovering. The doctor helped him reapply the medicine and put on the gauze again.

I was also very quiet, just thinking in my heart.

This man Zhuo Yan is really ruthless.

Why didn't he protect the three of us, mother and child, how could he let Nuo Bao leave me, I have experienced too many blows, this stinky man, why doesn't he feel bad at all.

It's just bad.

When I die later, I go to another world, and I have to punch him a few times, resent him, and blame him.

It's so cold.

It snowed last night, and now the cemetery is bitingly cold.

Even Qingqing's little hands were cold, without warmth.

I clenched Qingqing tightly and looked away.I took Qingqing and prepared to leave, but he tilted his body for a moment, then quickly stood up straight, leaned close to me, and followed me slowly out of the cemetery.

I placed Qingqing and let him rest on the bed alone. I helped him tidy up a bed and slept in the same room with me.

I kept myself busy and forced myself not to think about that.

Later, Zhuo Liang came to the villa and brought me daily necessities and a few big bags of food and drinks. I followed them without saying a word, watching Zhuo Liang help me clean up by my side.

After everything was packed, Zhuo Liang opened his mouth and asked me to sit for a while.

I hummed, and then helped Zhuo Liang pour a cup of hot water and handed it over.

"I booked a hot spring, I'll take you and Qingqing there tomorrow."

"No, I don't think so."

"Let's have a meal together that night. There is a new children's restaurant. It tastes good. You should take Qingqing to try it."

"I can do it myself, don't bother."

My answer made Zhuo Liang shut up. He put his hands on his knees and leaned forward slightly.Zhuo Liang didn't look at me, nor did he when he was talking.

That makes me kind of thank him.

My personality is very strange. If others look at me and comfort me, it will make me emotionally broken and cry for a long time.

"What's for dinner? Do you want to stay with me?"

"It's up to you. I'll prepare whatever you want."

"I'm so lucky to have the meal cooked by Miss Bai. How about eating hot pot?"

"It's too spicy, it's not good for the stomach."

"Barbecue, family barbecue, nice atmosphere."

"It's too tired, even Qingqing won't eat it."

"Then roast chicken, I just brought one over."

"I... don't know how to do American style." I spoke slowly, and Zhuo Liang patted his buttocks and stood up.

"Yeah, I'm unlucky." Zhuo Liang snorted twice, and hooked his fingers towards me, "You have to rely on me at the critical moment, young master, I'm clearly here to have a big meal, but it turned out to be the cook, Bai Qing Qian, I think you are plotting against me on purpose."

"No." I waved my hand and helped Zhuo Liang pass the apron, but he rolled his eyes and said that I was not sincere, and forced me to do it.

I agreed, and when Zhuo Liang was busy in the kitchen, I listened to his chatter and various topics.

The lively atmosphere made me less lifeless than before.

After dinner was ready, I went upstairs and walked down with Qingqing in my arms. Qingqing ate very little every night. I would feed him a bowl of porridge, some vegetables and a few pieces of meat.

After I took care of Qingqing and finished eating, I carried Qingqing back. He went to bed early every night. After helping Qingqing cover the quilt, I went downstairs and ate by myself with chopsticks.

The food was a bit cold, but the taste was good.

"I'll go to the heat again."

"No, it doesn't matter." I lowered my head and stuffed something into my mouth, and put down my chopsticks after eating a lot.

Zhuo Liang at the other end breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression eased a lot. He handed me a bowl of hot soup and said, "Seeing that you are not on a diet, I am more relieved. People are looking forward. Days will be much happier."

I did not respond to what Zhuo Liang said.

Happiness is a luxury.

I only wish for a clear and early recovery of sight, and my life can be peaceful and peaceful.

"Are you really not planning to go to the hot spring tomorrow?"

"No, I want to visit the company tomorrow, and take Qingqing to change her medicine by the way. There are many things to do."

"If Jiang Shaohuai doesn't give up the company, you can tell me. My surname is Zhuo anyway, so I can talk."

I hummed, took a few sips of soup and put down the bowl.When I looked up, Zhuo Liang coughed lightly and turned his head away. He seemed to be blushing a little, and I don't know if I read it wrong.

"Would you like to drink more?"

"No need, I'm full." I got up and cleaned up the dishes, watched Zhuo Liang get up and help me clean up together, he continued to chat with me, maybe what kind of topic he would talk about.

After we were all settled, Zhuo Liang and I sat in the living room, each holding a cup of coffee.

Zhuo Liang didn't mention the matter of leaving, I think he was afraid that I wouldn't be able to think about it.

I deliberately don't think about those things, I can stand alone.I don't want others to pity me, I know how to measure it myself.

With my tattered body, I could no longer cry easily, and I fainted every now and then. I was too weak.

The coffee cup in my hand was a little hot, I took a sip and put it on the table.

The phone next to the cup just happened to light up, I leaned over to take a look, and clicked to read the content.

"Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, the Civil Affairs Bureau, we are getting a divorce."

Is this from Xu Lang?
I'm a little surprised.

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Liang also came up to him with curiosity in his tone.

"It's nothing, it's just that Xu Lang asked me to go for a divorce." I paused and sneered, "He's willing to do it, I thought he wouldn't agree until he died."

"Hmm..." Zhuo Liang raised his hand and patted my shoulder, sighed, and said, "Perhaps, he is really dying soon."

I was a little puzzled and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.