After I was released from prison, the wealthy bosses pulled me into a flash marriage

Probably Yan Qing also realized that talking about this topic is indeed very sad, and the topic is also very heavy.

After Huo Ling enlightened a few words, Yan Qing smiled lightly, planning not to mention any surprises or not.

But regarding Huo Ling's marriage and childbirth, Yan Qing had already made up her mind.

As long as Huo Ling is willing to get married as soon as possible, she will have accomplished one more thing.

After Yan Qing's car drove away, it was not good for Guo Wanyi to wait there, knowing that Song Shinian did not welcome her in to see Ms. Fang for the last ride, and it was not appropriate to stay outside the funeral home.

And the hospital is also calling to urge her to go back, after all, she is still in the hospital.

Guo Wanyi returned to the hospital, sat on the bed tiredly, looked around the ward, but still did not see Guo Qiming.

Guo Wanyi frowned, and asked Guo Tao: "Where is the Qiming man? I haven't seen him since yesterday evening. What are you doing here? As a father, don't you just ask?" m.

Guo Tao also found it strange that Guo Qiming couldn't get through the phone, and he couldn't see anyone, as if he had disappeared.

Ms. Fang passed away suddenly, and it was not convenient for them to go in, and Song Shinian did not agree.Guo Wanyi hoped that Guo Qiming would come over to help. Guo Qiming was quick-witted and thick-skinned, so if he insisted on getting close to her, Song Shinian might have nothing to do with him.

At least, if he was helping Song Shinian or something, Guo Wanyi would be able to know how her granddaughter was doing right away.

Guo Tao: "Maybe I couldn't stay in the hospital for a few days, and ran out to meet friends for a drink and have fun. I often stay up all night and catch up on sleep during the day."

Guo Wanyi leaned on the hospital bed and said: "If you get in touch, let him come here quickly. I'm still waiting for him to go to the funeral parlor and help me keep an eye on it."

Guo Tao: "Okay, I see."

After the farewell ceremony for Ms. Fang's body is over, it will be ready for cremation.

Song Shinian couldn't hold back after seeing Ms. Fang being pushed in, and cried into tears in Huo Yanxing's arms.

Huo Yanxing hugged Song Shinian and supported her body so that she would not lose her standing.

Even when the body said goodbye, Song Shinian was not so sad yet.

At this moment, Song Shinian hugged Huo Yanxing tightly, weeping silently, and said softly, "Huo Yanxing, I don't have a mother anymore."

Huo Yanxing was even infected by Song Shinian, and his whole body was immersed in sadness.

"You still have me, and I, I will never leave you, and I will always be by your side."

Song Shinian hugged Huo Yanxing tightly, crying so hard that he couldn't help himself.

After the cremation, the staff came over with the urn and handed Ms. Fang's ashes to Song Shinian.

Song Shinian held it in his hands, and tears fell drop by drop on Ms. Fang's urn.

Huo Yanxing patted Song Shinian on the back lightly: "Stop crying. When I was a child, when my mother passed away, the old man told me that she would look at me in the sky. If I keep crying and crying, she will be very sad. "

Song Shinian raised his head and looked at Huo Yanxing. Such comfort was actually of little use to Song Shinian.

She is not a child, and she understands very well that Ms. Fang is gone, just gone.From now on, she has no mother.

Ms. Fang will not look at her anywhere. From now on, no mother will look forward to her or wait for her.

Song Shinian hugged Ms. Fang's urn, and gradually stopped crying.

After all, I still have to accept this fact. Ms. Fang is gone, and she is gone, and she will never come back.

But for this night, Song Shinian refused everyone's company, hugged Ms. Fang's ashes by himself, and said that he wanted to spend another night alone with his mother.

In the dark room, no one could see Song Shinian's tears. Holding Ms. Fang's urn, he fell asleep for a while when he was tired from crying.

In my confused dreams, there are intermittent scenes when I was with my mother when I was a child.

So, from crying in the dream to waking up, waking up and crying for a while, this cycle lasted the whole night. Before dawn, Nanzhu came to knock on the door.

Song Shinian was awake.

"Mr. Yue, everything is ready. It's raining outside today. Look, do you want to pick another time?"

It's time for Ms. Fang to be buried.

Song Shinian decided to send Ms. Fang to the ground in peace.

Song Shinian got up slowly, still holding Ms. Fang's urn in his arms.She didn't answer Nanzhu's words immediately, but got up and went to the window and opened the curtains.

As expected, it was raining lightly and foggy outside. In Song Shinian's mind, Ms. Fang took her to play when she was a child. One time it was a light rainy day like this. She fell. Ms. Fang held her for a long time to comfort her before she stopped crying. .He put medicine on her broken knee, coaxed her for a long time, and gave her a small cake to eat.

Ms. Fang herself likes such light rainy days.

Suddenly, Song Shinian turned his head and said to the door, "Said: "There's no need to refuse, it's just for today.She likes such light rainy weather, this kind of weather is suitable for sending her off. "

After Nan Zhu outside the door heard the voice, she responded, "Okay, I'll continue with the arrangement."

Probably because of crying too much, Song Shinian could already feel his eyes hurt.

She settled Ms. Fang's urn first, and then tidied herself up.

Nanzhu had arranged everything. When Song Shinian came out, he had already changed into a set of black clothes, tidied up, and looked a little more energetic.

Last night, Huo Yanxing basically dealt with it on the sofa all night, and he didn't dare to sleep too deeply, for fear that Song Shinian might oversleep and not wake up if he needed something.

In the morning, after Nanzhu arranged the funeral, when he came to find Song Shinian, Huo Yanxing also got up to clean up.

At this moment, Huo Yanxing was waiting at Song Shinian's door. As soon as she opened the door, she could see him immediately.

Song Shinian came out with Ms. Fang's urn in his arms. Huo Yanxing didn't say anything, but just reached out to pick it up: "Let me come, eat something, and we'll go up the mountain in a while."

Ms. Fang's tomb is on the mountain, where the feng shui is good and the location is high, so you can see most of the capital city.

The place was chosen by Song Shinian. She just hoped that Ms. Fang didn't have her own world when she was alive. After she went there, she could at least stand taller and see farther.

Her life was too short, and she suffered too much torture.

Now, is she relieved?

Song Shinian nodded, temporarily gave the urn to Huo Yanxing for safekeeping, and was willing to eat something for breakfast.

When she was at the funeral home yesterday, she didn't eat anything, which made people worry.

After sending Ms. Fang to the mountain, the rain became heavier and heavier.

Everything was prepared over there. Song Shinian took Ms. Fang's urn and buried Ms. Fang.

Ms. Fang, just so thoroughly, left...

In this world, the person Song Shinian needed the most is gone...

My heart felt like someone had dug out a piece of it, and it hurt, and there was no antidote to relieve it.And Song Shinian's desire for revenge grew stronger and stronger.