Gu Manman had always known Ye Lan's deep love for Leng Aotian, but what she didn't expect was that this deep love made her not even afraid of death.
In front of her, Leng Anan's shoulders were shaking as she cried. She knelt beside the bed, buried her head in Ye Lan's hand, and cried like a child.
"Aunt Ye Lan, why? Why did dad leave me, and why do you also want to leave me?"
In fact, in her heart, she has long regarded Ye Lan as her father's wife, because she has been accompanying her father for more than thirty years.
Therefore, she has long agreed with this mother.
However, she has always been shy about shouting out. She originally thought that one day she would be brave enough to shout out and call Ye Lan mom.
However, before she could call out, Ye Lan had already followed Leng Aotian.
"An'an, listen to me. Aunt Ye Lan has been with your father for more than thirty years, and she is determined to be with him for the rest of her life. Maybe when she leaves now, she is not leaving, but following happiness.
"
When Gu Manman said this, she couldn't help but take a few more glances at the happy smile on Ye Lan's face.
How long has it been since she saw Ye Lan smile like this?
So she believed that Ye Lan must have seen something the moment she closed her eyes when she left, right? She must have left very happily, right?
Leng Anan shook her head in self-reproach: "No, if I could have discovered something was wrong with Aunt Ye Lan earlier, if I could have found her earlier, maybe, maybe she wouldn't have died."
She even thought that if she had called Ye Lan's mother earlier, maybe Ye Lan would not have died.
She blamed Ye Lan's death entirely on herself.
"Listen to me, An'an, this matter has nothing to do with you. You don't need to feel guilty or anything, my child, you have done a good job."
Gu Manman gently held her head in her arms, "Ye Lan is gone, and we are here. We will stay with you well from now on."
As she spoke, tears had already slid down her face.
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Ye Lan and Leng Aotian left one after another, and they seemed to be separated from each other for almost two days.
Therefore, the Li family held their funeral together.
The funeral was a big one, but not many people were present.
Except for the large Li family, there is no one else.
This was a truly heartfelt funeral, with no media, no extra guests, only those closest to them.
The oppressive atmosphere dispersed in the lobby covered with white cloth, and the sound of choked cries echoed in the lobby for a long time.
On the table filled with sacrifices in front of him were two black and white photo frames. The photos in the photo frames stood proudly among the burning candles, and the delicate flowers set off the dead people at this time.
The photo in the black and white frame is the photo of Leng Aotian and Ye Lan.
The sky was hazy, and the drizzle of raindrops fell on the ground, making a thin sound, which added a bit of loneliness to the already sad atmosphere.
But in the best-quality coffin in front of them, there were two figures lying there.
One is Leng Aotian and the other is Ye Lan.
Both of them had put on clean clothes and looked well-groomed.
They lay peacefully in the coffin, as if they had never left, just fell asleep.
In the lobby, Gu Manman and his party were dressed in simple white clothes, with black gauze on their arms and small white flowers on their breasts.
They all cried softly, except Leng An'an, who knelt on the ground and kept burning paper money.
Gu Zichen squatted beside her and gently held her hand: "An'an, I'll burn it. You can rest for a while."
Leng An'an broke away from his hand and continued to burn the paper money, like a clumsy machine that didn't know how to stop and only kept repeating this action.
Gu Manman and Li Jinze walked forward, lit a few incense sticks, and then started to worship.
"Old man Leng, Ye Lan, you must be well up there. Old man Leng, you must take care of Ye Lan, and if there is anything missing, just tell me in your dream."
As she spoke, she felt the urge to cry again.
Li Jinze hugged her gently: "Honey, it's okay. I believe they will be fine and we will all be fine."
Everyone will die, but sooner or later.
That's why he put down everything and spent all his time with his family.
Spend it on your lover.
As if she couldn't bear it anymore, Gu Manman turned around and hugged Li Jinze's neck tightly.
Weeping loudly: "I just, I just can't accept that Leng Aotian, who has lived with us for twenty years, left just like that."
"I can't accept the absence of his laughter at home... What I can't accept is that the man who said he wanted to rob banks to support me finally left..."
The more she talked, every scene she had spent with Leng Aotian in the past came to mind, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
The departure of her loved ones is what she fears most.
Li Jinze could not comfort her, he could only hold her tightly and let her vent her inner pain.
Li Zichen led Cathy and also burned incense to worship Leng Aotian and Ye Lan in front of him.
"Uncle Leng, thank you for the happiness you brought us when you were here. Thank you for always protecting our mother. You will always be in our hearts."
Leng Anan burned the paper in silence, and no one paid any attention to her.
Gu Zichen was by his side and felt very anxious.
Seeing this, Li Baoer couldn't help but stop beside Leng An'an.
"Second sister-in-law, I know you are feeling very uncomfortable right now, and we are all feeling very uncomfortable. But your health has not been good recently, so you should take a rest."
She gently held her hand and said, "Leave the matters here to us."
This time, Leng Anan was so unusual that they all felt frightened.
During today's funeral, Leng Anan didn't cry or fuss, didn't say a word, and never even shed a tear.
This is what makes everyone really uneasy.
Leng Anan ignored Li Baoer and continued to burn the paper money in front of him.
Gu Zichen took the paper money away from her hand and said, "An An, you need to rest."
After saying that, he hugged her directly.
Although Leng Anan said nothing, the fists in his hands kept hitting Gu Zichen's shoulders.
No matter how hard she beat him, Gu Zichen never let go of her.
He kept holding her in his arms, placed her on his lap, and then sat down on the chair.
Looking at the woman who was still struggling, he frowned and grabbed her hand.
The thin lips exuding a cold aura also moved downwards very quickly and kissed the lost woman in front of them...