Nimolan didn't know how she walked back. She only knew that the pain in her heart had not subsided at all.
A high fever suddenly broke out at night. She got up to get some water. As soon as her hands went soft, the water glass fell to the ground. She struggled to get up, but she just opened the bedroom door and fell down. The pain in her body could no longer cover up the hurt in her heart.
, the last words of the master’s plea reappeared: “Since I have told you the past, please promise me to help me cure Mo Xuan, and don’t let him be hurt by others, don’t let those with ulterior motives
Get close to him. In this world, only you can make up for the scars in Mo Xuan's heart, tell him that it was just an accident, and take him out of the prison of memory. Love Mo Xuan well, help me love Mo well.
Xuan. Your father and I have placed all our hopes on you. From today on, you must not have contact with me again, lest Mo Xuan thinks that you are colluding with me to hurt him..."
"No..." the murmur overflowed.
Ji Moxuan put a new cold towel on Nimolan's forehead and looked at her face that was flushed due to high fever.
Suddenly, Ji Moxuan's hand was held by Nimolan's hot palm: "Xuan..."
"I see you are burning to death. Why, now that you are better, are you trying to seduce me again?" Ji Moxuan asked with a slanted eyebrow, not to mention how contemptuous he was.
Nimolan stood up slightly: "I didn't want to seduce you, it was me that day..."
"No need to explain to me." Ji Moxuan raised his hand and threw Nimolan onto the bed.
Nimolan originally wanted to say that she deliberately seduced him in the study that day because she was jealous of him helping Tianxue and wanted to use her body to make up for the shortcomings in her heart. She didn't think much at all. At that time, she just wanted to have sex quickly.
Just hug him.
Ji Moxuan put down the towel and stood up: "Since you are awake, don't take the medicine quickly. There will be a lot of ceremonies to be held soon and various people to receive them. I don't want to carry a sick person everywhere.
Walk."
"I know." Nimolan whispered, picked up the medicine on the bedside table, and drank it without hesitation.
At this moment, Butler Lin ran in sweating without even knocking on the door: "Master!"
…
The solemn funeral procession filled half of the entire manor, and Nimo Lan was walking at the front of the procession in black mourning clothes. A black and white photo of the head of the Balik family was held in Ji Moxuan's arms, and everyone's steps were
Extraordinarily heavy.
Nimolan had seen most of them at the wedding, but there were some people she couldn't name at all. Those people didn't have much sad expressions, and most of them were looking at her and Ji Moxuan beside her.
"Don't look at them," Ji Moxuan placed the photo in front of the coffin and said to Nimolan in a low voice, "They are very dangerous."
"Danger? But they keep staring at us."
"No matter what they do, don't look at them!" Ji Moxuan ordered faintly in a low voice.
Nimolan blinked and stopped looking at those people.
The whole funeral process went very smoothly. Nemolan saw off the last guest and sat on the wooden floor in front of the coffin in a daze.
That day, when her fever had not subsided, Butler Lin rushed over to deliver the bad news, saying that the head of the house had died suddenly. At that moment, she was not much surprised or sad, as if it was bound to happen sooner or later.
The same goes for Ji Moxuan, he doesn't have much sadness, it's always light.
Vaguely, some feelings have changed. Subtly, things are different and people are different.
A cup of tea was handed to Nimolan. Nimolan raised his face and saw Leng Ran.
"You must be exhausted. The funeral will take three days to end. Today is the first day. You always have to get used to it." Leng Ran sat next to Nimo Lan.
She took the tea: "Thank you, I thought there were no guests anymore."
"I'm not a guest. The boss told me before that this is my home. It's a pity that I left for a long time and didn't have time to visit him when I came back. A very nice and kind person just left like this." Leng Ran said.
It was like sighing, while drinking tea, talking about the past in pieces.
Nimolan chuckled: "Maybe the praises a person receives in this life can only be heard after death."
"Where did such a sigh come from? How come I haven't seen you for a few days and suddenly realized that you have changed a lot?"
"Really? Maybe it's because I'm too tired, and people go through vicissitudes of life." Nimolan took a sip of tea, pursed his lips, and lowered his head.
A line of tears slid down the wing of his nose, dripping on the black mourning clothes, and disappeared in an instant.
Leng Ran gritted his teeth, put his arms around Nimolan's shoulders, and patted her gently: "Don't hold it in, just cry if you want. Only by crying will you have the strength to face the funeral later."
At that moment, Nimolan realized that it was not that he was not surprised or sentimental, but that he had forgotten to cry because he was too sad. He only wanted to do everything well. He must not be sad at that moment, so he
dull.
So, is Ji Moxuan like this too?
"Ah...wuwuwu..." crying, suppressed pain.
Leng Ran patted Nimolan's shoulder and slowly turned his head. Behind the curtain, Ji Moxuan put his hands in his pockets and looked at them quietly. Leng Ran wanted to call him, but Ji Moxuan turned his back at that moment.
left.
Unknowingly, the sky turned dark. After crying enough, Nimolan stood up, rubbed his eyes and said: "Leng Ran, I know we met by chance, and it would be very confusing if I rashly asked you to do something, but I really need your help.
.”
Leng Ran raised his eyebrows: "I'm very willing to help you. What do you mean?"
Nimo Lan took out a photo from her pocket. It was Chief Ni of her family: "This is my dad, can you help me find him?"
"Why? Since he doesn't contact you, why are you still looking for him?"
"How do you know he won't contact me?" Nimolan is very sensitive to everything now.
Leng Ran raised the corners of his lips and explained: "Since you asked me to find him, it means that he will not contact you."
"It's possible to disappear, right?" Nimolan's eyes turned dark, "Leng Ran, do you know something and didn't tell me?"
Leng Ran thought to himself, this girl is not simple, her ability to observe people's emotions has improved a lot: "I know everything about you. For these families, it is not a big deal to have some informants in the family. You
I also know about the daily calls to your father. As for whether he is missing, what I want to tell you is, how could the boss of the family harm your last relative? Therefore, the conclusion is that your father does not want to let him go.
You find him."
"No, I don't want to find him, I just want to give him a message." Nimolan withdrew his questioning gaze and fell into calm again.
Leng Ran came closer: "What message?"
"Tell him for me that I want to stay in the Balik family and stay with that person."
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