When Han Zhenbei passed away, there was a great earthquake in Yanjing, and his two sons and daughters held a grand memorial service.
When Mai Changqing died, many celebrities were present, and many ridiculous things happened, such as Ling Hong beating up the popular young master, Chen Yifei,
Chen Yifei passed away,
There was a lot of criticism in Yanjing. Whether it was in private or in the public media, he was criticized verbally and in writing. There was no hint of subtlety or tact. Every word was heartbreaking and hurt people's flesh and blood.
No one even held a memorial service for him.
The Chen family should do it for him,
He has devoted his entire life to the Chen family. The Chen family should not only do things for him, but also do it in a glorious and dignified way.
but no,
Chen Xueqin, the current head of the Chen family, only conveyed three words to the public: He is not worthy.
Her decision is quite reasonable.
After all, her father was killed by Chen Yifei. Regardless of whether Chen Yifei regarded Mr. Chen as his father, Chen Xueqin did.
If she doesn't do it, she has enough reasons.
But Ling Hong was extremely worried,
After he died, no one even held a decent memorial service for him, and he still had to bear a century of infamy.
Ling Hong knew that this was Chen Yifei's own idea.
He wants to push Chen Xueqin to the altar with his own death.
Now, Chen Yifei's goal has been achieved,
Chen Xueqin's ruthlessness taught the onlookers a profound lesson, and also made people realize that this woman who was extremely arrogant, domineering, big-breasted and brainless had a new understanding.
Generally speaking, people are not willing to make enemies of wolves.
She even dares to kill her own brother, and even her own brother is not spared any mercy. Who can expect such a woman to treat her differently?
Chen Xueqin's status in Yanjing suddenly rose to the level of awe.
creak,
Ling Hong opened the door of Chen Xueqin's room. The second lady of the Chen family was working at her desk, as if she didn't plan to sleep tonight.
"Xueqin." Ling Hong stepped forward gently, placed the late-night snack on the desk, and said softly, "Uncle Chen said you haven't eaten much for two days. Eat something to avoid being overwhelmed."
Chen Xueqin was indifferent and still immersed herself in work.
When Ling Hong saw this, she just sighed softly and looked at Chen Xueqin with pity.
She is more miserable than her own life,
I just lost my husband, but I still have parents, children, and elders in the Mai family who treat me as their daughter. At least, I still have the courage and motivation to live.
What about her?
My most respected father is dead,
The brother I once loved so much also died,
She was the only one left in the huge Chen family.
how to support,
"Sister Hong, I'm so sad."
Chen Xueqin raised her head, her face full of tears,
Ling Hong's heart softened, she turned around the desk and sat next to her, gently holding her shoulders: "Sister Hong, I know you are sad, and I also know that you are suffering, but you are the only support of the Chen family, you must hold on, no matter what Is it for yourself or for your father?"
Chen Yifei did the right thing,
She has protected Chen Xueqin from beginning to end. Even until her death, she would rather be misunderstood by Chen Xueqin for the rest of her life and not want to make any explanation.
Even at this moment, Chen Xueqin was so sad that she collapsed. If she knew the cause and effect, how would she deal with it?
She was just a spendthrift woman,
Her father's death was a huge blow to her. She gradually learned to be sensible and independent.
But Chen Yifei's death almost caused her to collapse.
"I love him," Chen Xueqin slowly raised her head and said with tears in her eyes, "Sister Hong, you know, I love him, but he makes me hate him, he is so cruel."
Ling Hong sighed softly and said softly: "Silly girl, he is still very good to you, isn't he? He paved the way for you. Even if you kill him, he still loves you so much."
Chen Xueqin was heartbroken, and Ling Hong was also extremely sorry.
Just like the only magazine that was willing to say something fair about Chen Yifei said this: You are a beautiful woman, but how can you be a thief?
Perhaps no one in this world understands Chen Yifei's mental journey in this life better than Ling Hong.
"Sister Hong, can you come back and take Chengcheng over? Let's teach him and raise him together, okay." Chen Xueqin begged,
"Okay." Ling Hong nodded heavily.
,,
A deserted place,
Except for the bright moon in the sky, there is no light shining from it, as if abandoned by the world, which makes people feel cold.
a tombstone,
one person,
This man was wrapped in black clothes and his face was like a zombie. Not only did he have no emotion, he didn't even have the slightest expression. If his extremely steady breathing hadn't proved that he was alive, others might have regarded him as a dead person.
The silver moonlight slanted on him and enveloped the lonely tombstone. In this dark wilderness, it exuded a strong forest atmosphere and a deep sadness.
Born with great brilliance, after death, he is a handful of loess, and still bears a lifetime of infamy.
Qiu Fei calmly stared at the tombstone and the words on it: Tomb of Friends,
Two words are engraved on the lower left corner: Qiu Fei,
Not many people in this world know the real name of the left-handed sword, so he engraved his real name on it,
There is no name because Qiu Fei knows that Chen Yifei never minds the eyes of the outside world. Otherwise, how could he be willing to destroy his perfect image and all his reputation overnight?
he is dead,
But he is still alive, living in Qiu Fei's heart,
"No one builds a monument for you, I will."
"No one will visit your grave, I will do it."
"No one pays homage to you, so I will."
"There's no one to chat with you, so I'll do it."
snap,
Qiu Fei opened the wine bottle and took a big sip.
He never drinks because he is afraid of affecting his speed and judgment.
But today, he wanted to have a drink with Chen Yifei.
"In the past, when you were sleepy and tired at night, you always invited me to have a drink." Qiu Fei said calmly, "I don't drink because I never drink, and because I want to protect you."
"Now that you're gone, I have no one to protect me." Qiu Fei raised the wine bottle and took another sip, "Tonight, I won't come back until I'm drunk."
Qiu Fei drank pot after pot,
He never drinks, so he has a very poor drinking capacity. When he drinks too much, his sallow face becomes red, and his dull eyes become brighter and more energetic.
He drank faster and faster, more and more, until he couldn't help himself.
He and Chen Yifei spent countless nights,
He stood and Chen Yifei sat, maybe not saying a word or even making eye contact all night.
But he is very down-to-earth and stable,
Because he knew that Chen Yifei understood him, and only Chen Yifei understood him in the world.
Now, he is dead,
Die gracefully, die vigorously, die without hesitation,
In the future, who will accompany you through the sleepless nights, who will encourage you to achieve your ideals,
He once said: Qiu Fei, I hope that one day, I can be your supporter and appreciate the unparalleled decisive battle that you dream of.
snap,
After drinking the last bottle of wine, Qiu Fei threw the bottle high into the sky, staring at the tombstone with bright and attentive eyes: "It doesn't matter, I will tell you the excitement of that battle, word for word. "
