Everyone looked at Dao Chen like this and couldn't help but start to worry about him. Only Mu Tianqi knew that sometimes it would really happen that she was still alive and could still talk to him.
"Master, there are still ten minutes before the burial at sea." The butler looked at his watch. It was now 09:28, and 09:38 was the time when Youen was born.
"I understand, you go down first and prepare the items you need later."
"Yes." When the housekeeper and the servants heard what Mu Tianqi said, they all hurried down to prepare the things they needed to prepare.
Mu Tianqi walked towards Dao Chen. When she got in front of him, she saw Dao Chen's bloodshot eyes and pale face. She knew that he must have stayed up all night last night, so she smiled bitterly: "Chen, give it to me!"
When Dao Chen heard this, he raised his head and looked at Mu Tianqi, his eyes looking at him hatefully. If possible, he really wanted to let him be buried with Youen right now.
Dao Chen did not feel any less hatred for Mu Tianqi just because it was You En's wish to be buried at sea.
He handed the urn to Mu Tianqi, then turned around and went to the other side of the boat. He leaned against the guardrail, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it gently.
There were only four people on the huge boat, and they each stood in a corner of the boat, silent.
Ten minutes later, at exactly 09:38, it was time for Youen to be buried at sea.
Mu Tianqi looked at Youen's urn, her eyes full of reluctance, and she would scatter the ashes after a while, her eyes filled with moisture.
Youen will be buried in the sea, and all those who came to attend the funeral couldn't help but feel sad. The low sorrow and music were slowly flowing, making the eyes of those mourning in silence filled with tears, and some servants couldn't help but burst into tears.
Butler Li turned on the operating panel in his hand, and the special sandalwood slide on the ship for scattering ashes into the sea started, extending from the ship into the sea.
The ship continued to move forward slowly. Butler Li looked at the time and stepped forward, bowed and said to Mu Tianqi: "Master, you can start."
Mu Tianqi nodded silently.
When the servants saw Mu Tianqi nodded, they threw the prepared orchid petals into the sky. The thrown orchid petals drew graceful arcs in the air, and then fell into the sea.
Mu Tianqi took off the orchid from the chest of his suit, lowered his head, and kissed the petals of the orchid gently with his lips. The fragrance of the orchid lingered in his nose, and he whispered softly: "Youen, I love you the most in my life.
Woman. Look, this is the sea, your favorite place."