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Chapter 36 Little girl, don't be afraid

Except for Rose's close relatives and loved ones during her lifetime, there were not many people attending the funeral, so the huge mourning hall seemed a bit empty and deserted.

The slow and low sorrow and music floated over the mourning hall like a puff of light smoke, lingering for a long time, and the atmosphere was depressing and sad.

The smooth marble floor was laid out all the way, reflecting the sad expressions of everyone. In the center of the mourning hall was a portrait of a rose.

She wore a serene smile like a virgin, and her eyes were still radiant and moving, but her face was ruthlessly fixed in black and white forever by fate. She was so bright and beautiful in the past, and she is still bright and beautiful now. Her life is not over.

But eternity...

"Let us wish that Ms. Rose's soul can rest in peace in heaven and God will be with her forever..."

The mourning hall was so quiet that even the sound of breathing was extremely clear. The pastor was wearing a white robe, holding a Bible in his hand, and read out the eulogy with a serious expression.

Destiny is a very strange thing. When we go from being a naked baby to falling to the ground, to stopping breathing in vain, from being born without understanding anything, to dying in knots, life seems to be just a meaningless reincarnation.

, in the end, I still couldn’t take anything with me.

Perhaps it is because of this that no matter whether we are born, get married, or eventually die, we always need a ceremony to celebrate or pay homage. Maybe this can prove that we have been in this world!

"Now, please all stand up and observe three minutes of silence!"

After reciting the eulogy with grief, the pastor announced to the people attending the funeral.

Everyone stood up with a heavy heart, a mass of dark figures, all wearing oppressive black dresses. The air was terrifyingly still, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

A moment of silence is a sign of respect for the deceased. Even if you feel sad and want to cry, you have to hold it back!

When the soul of the deceased wants to enter heaven, a quiet farewell is the best way.

Sho Matsumoto is wearing a black dress, his tall and slender figure standing quietly. He lowers his head slightly, his eyes stay on the smooth marble floor under his feet for a long time. His handsomeness is as perfect as if it were frozen in a comic, which makes people's hearts beat.

, and makes people feel sad.

Gradually, Matsumoto Sho felt that his eyes were dry and painful, and the vivid and dancing face of the rose in his mind roared past like a roller coaster, leaving behind a piece of air-conditioning, thinking that he would never see her smile again, never again.

Chance listened to her chatter and never heard her call him "poker face" again. The man's tears fell hard to the ground and dried up without anyone seeing them.

Everyone thinks that he, Matsumoto Sho, is a god. Since he is a god, he should not know what it means to be sad, what it means to be sad, and what it means to be reluctant.

Since he is a god, he will always adjust his emotions as quickly as possible, and he will always be the first to get over sadness.

Therefore, in these days when Shangguan Yu was in a state of decline, the 'Yu' Group became the responsibility of Matsumoto Xiang. He was the first person to return to work, and he was the first person to comfort everyone.

Xuehu can be sad, because she has such a good relationship with Rose, and she is a woman. She can cry, be reluctant, and immerse in this sad atmosphere for days and nights. Silver Wolf can also be sad, because he is most loyal to Shangguan.

Yu, Shangguan Yu has been depressed all day, so naturally he can't be happy anymore.

Yuan Shuoye can be even more sad, because he claims to be a man with rich emotions, who values ​​love and righteousness. His most respected sister-in-law, Xiangxiaoyu, has passed away. It would be impossible for him not to spend ten days and eight days mourning the autumn. .

It seems that anyone can be sad and depressed, but only Matsumoto Sho cannot!

If Shangguan Yu is the leader of the Yu Group and leads the Yu Group forward, then Matsumoto Sho is the backbone of the Yu Group. Although his position cannot be seen, once he is lost, the entire empire will collapse.

Therefore, not only others think he is a god, but even Matsumoto Sho himself must admit that he is a god.

A god who has no feelings or emotions and can remain expressionless in the face of any grief. No one will notice the tear he dropped on the ground...

During the silent ceremony, the door of the church was suddenly pushed open, and a few beams of light came in from the door, as if they were the light of heaven, welcoming the soul of Rose as she departed.

Everyone turned around, looked at the door, and all made surprised sounds. Only Matsumoto Sho remained standing in his original appearance, maybe because he was too focused!

"Ah, it's her!!"

"Alas, she finally came..."

"what a pity!!"

The discussion was very quiet, but it still brought Matsumoto Sho back to reality.

From everyone's discussion, the man seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned around quickly as if he had been pricked by a needle.

The door of the church is tall and large, in the shape of an arch bridge. The colorful glass changes into different colors as the light penetrates little by little, making it so dazzling that it makes people blind.

Under the dazzling light, Qiangwei appeared in a snow-white wedding dress. Her hair was pulled up into a bun, and her snow-white shoulders were exposed. The light hit her skin and reflected golden threads. She seemed to be a The angel suddenly came, holy and beautiful.

However, the girl's eyes were already swollen from crying, like two walnuts.

"elder sister......"

As soon as Qiangwei made a sound, tears fell down her face.

Her wedding dress was white and grand, with a long and wide skirt that touched the floor. She wore a pair of hand-inlaid diamond wedding shoes on her feet. She held up the heavy skirt and ran towards the priest.

Even though she saw her sister's portrait placed in the center of the church, Qiangwei still couldn't accept this cruel reality.

"You damn old man, what nonsense are you reading? Get out of here!!"

Qiangwei rushed to the pastor, snatched the Bible from the pastor's hand, threw it on the ground, and cursed the pastor.

"Sister, don't joke with me, come out quickly!!"

"Qiangwei will be good. Qiangwei will never cause trouble again. Qiangwei will listen to you in everything. Come out quickly!"

"Stop hiding and seeking with me, I hate hiding and seeking!!"

Qiangwei took off the portrait of Rose, held it in her hand, looked at it, and then threw it aside.

She still refused to believe her sister. Her only relative left her like this. This must be a big mistake and a prank!

Qiangwei knew that Rose must be very angry with her. She caused the Yu Group to fall out with Media Asia and ran away from home. Her sister must be very angry with her, so she would play such a prank. Anyway, she She has always liked to play pranks, this is her usual style!!

"I won't be fooled!!"

"Come out, come out!!"

Qiangwei roared loudly in the huge mourning hall, venting her grief.

"Oh God! Oh God!!"

The priest whom she scolded kept crossing himself on his chest. Apparently this was the craziest funeral he had ever presided over.

"Get out of here, you unlucky old man, you said some unlucky words, get out of here, get out of here!!"

Qiangwei seemed to be crazy, she pounced on the poor priest, and wanted to beat him up for no reason.

The pastor screamed in fright, everyone was panicking, and there was constant discussion. The originally solemn and solemn funeral was now in chaos, and it looked more like a farce!

Matsumoto Sho couldn't stand it any longer, so he rushed forward, grabbed Qiangwei's waist, and pulled her away!

"Let me go, let me go!!"

Qiangwei kept struggling, kicking and hitting Matsumoto Xiang like crazy, with anger, sadness and tears mixed on her face.

Matsumoto Xiang let Qiangwei punch and kick him, but he just hugged him tightly, stroked her hair with his big palm, and said in a gentle and peaceful voice: "Okay, it's okay, it's okay!"

He is Matsumoto Sho, the god in everyone's eyes, the one who is left to save mankind and save the world.

No one knows that he will also be sad, and he will also be sad. No one knows that he also shed a tear at the funeral for the woman he once loved deeply. In the eyes of everyone, he will always be the best, the one who will stand tall, and the one who will never fall.

Indestructible!

Qiangwei cried until she almost fainted. At least with Matsumoto Sho's support, she didn't collapse to the ground.

"Let me go, let me go!!"

"I'm going to find my sister, I know you are kidding me!!"

"Sister, sister, where are you? Stop playing, it's really not fun. Come out!"

She was so sad, so devastated that it made everyone else's noses sore.

Qiangwei once thought about it more than once, how wonderful it would be if she didn't have this sister!

Without Rose, she would be unique. She doesn't want to hide behind her dazzling sister forever, and she also wants to be the center of attention one day.

But when the day came, she suddenly realized that the sister standing in front of her was not an obstacle, but a protection.

When she thought that she no longer had the protection of her sister in front of her, Qiangwei realized that she was so timid and cowardly. She was afraid of loneliness, fear of suffering, and fear that she was the only one in the world...

Matsumoto Xiang put Qiangwei's head in his arms, and he said softly, with a voice like a loving father: "Little girl, don't be afraid, you will still have me no matter what!"

He said: "Suffering is the wealth God gives you. You just need to remember that I am always by your side. I am watching you everywhere you can see and invisible...

."

Qiangwei cried so hard that her tears wet the man's clothes. Her fingers tightly grasped his arm and pinched out bruises.

He could feel the grief and helplessness in her heart. For a girl under the age of sixteen, there was nothing crueler than the word 'death'...


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