NO.196 The ending of Bingxi: I still love you so much
Year-end song: Finally, we all cried. We are no longer young, but we will last forever. Please always remember that summer when we fell in love.
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Everyone should know that the funeral four months later was that of Ling Yu Bingxi. Let’s go back to the day before that, the first six months ago...
In the evening, I sat across from Mu Fengyu and had a drink with Mu Fengyu in a bar. However, my conversation with him consisted of smiles, wry smiles, sneers, and half-hearted smiles, but both of them were filled with heart-pounding pain and shock. For the first time, they were both drunk.
When she got to the house, the wind was surging, and the emotions that had been squeezed for many years were mixed with unexplainable desires and poured out. She struggled in the pain, and tears could be mixed with sweat and flowed freely... That bright red, there was a silent feeling
traces of narration.
Later, she knew that she was pregnant, and everything went so smoothly. She looked around and took care of Xiang Liuchou for a while, and Xiang Xingzhou was born. She was also tired, and she gave birth to a baby alone that shocked the world or the earth.
The nurse's boy, really, could vaguely see Mu Fengyu's shadow attached to the baby, and she cried unexpectedly.
Child, she persuaded the doctor and gave her a large amount of money, allowing the doctor to carry the child and a letter to Moyang Mansion. She also embarked on the final road of no return. The road to hell is not yellow. My dear Yu,
You know, that child doesn't have a name yet, don't tell him, his mother is me... She smiled and stood on the building where she had placed her trust all her life. That building was called the Grand Palace, which means the Royal Palace. She came early
Let the two companies merge, all the black business was washed away, and after all the sadness and pain, she lost the courage and strength.
Standing on the tall building, tears were shed, like a broken-winged phoenix, in agony. Looking at the flamboyant black sports car, the man started to climb up the stairs in a hurry. She wanted to wait. She knew that she was too cruel.
She only considered her own final feelings and did not care about his. She smiled.
Unexpectedly, her father came with him, followed by bodyguards from both families. "Back off!" Her tone was cold, and all the bodyguards disappeared immediately. Her father also ignored him and avoided them.
"Can you blame me, Yu?" Mu Fengyu came with the child in her arms. Looking at the child, Mu Fengyu smiled: "How could that be? By the way, the child's name is Mu Jingjing." She stretched out her cold hand, and the chill penetrated it.
After entering the child's skin, the child cried. Shocked, she closed her eyes in pain: "I know I went too far and missed me. You can read my diary and the one I gave you."
Letter."
"I haven't read that letter yet. Can you read it to me?" he said without giving up everything.
"Okay." Her evil smile remained the same, and she jumped up, "I'm sorry, take the first step, I will read those cruel words to you in heaven, no, hell..."
The backlit summer disappeared into her bright red skirt, just like a wedding dress. Mu Fengyu wanted to find her, but the child restrained him, and her father also restrained him: "Yu, Bingxi did it
It's too much." However, the crowd surrounding him made him feel very uncomfortable. He rushed downstairs and shouted at them: "Get out of here -" Tears also rolled out of her eyes, and the ticking diluted her red blood.
It distinguishes where is the blood and where is the skirt.
Later, her letter was important evidence for him to break away from the relationship, but he insisted on following the police. As a result, Lingyu Bingxi's father proved his innocence to the police. He was ten years older in one month.
At her funeral, he sat there and looked at everyone's sad expressions. Except for his close partners or their wives, how many of those crying and sad people were true and how many were false?
No one knew. When Mu Jingjing was ten years old, he was very smart and sensible. He also learned about his mother from the servant, and secretly found the letter from that year and a photo of his mother.
In that photo, the mother was wearing a thin hospital gown, looking very haggard, and her blue hair was very sexy. He looked at the child in the woman's arms and already had a layer of fluffy hair, just like him, silver.
. He looked at the photo taken down not far away. At that time, his father was very noble and cold, and his mother was also handsome and charming. They were a perfect match and were very young. And his father, although he still ignores others now,
But good to him.
"Jing'er." The father opened the door. There was no difference in his father's hair because it was silver, but Xiao Jing already knew that his father's hair turned gray overnight for his mother. The letter was placed on the table:
Sorry, Mommy’s Baby and Mu Fengyu:
I'm really sorry, maybe you will never forgive me, but wait until the baby grows up.
Huangquan Road was originally a street that I was very afraid of. I was afraid of the Naihe Bridge, the Sansheng Stone, the Forgotten River Water, and the Mengpo Soup. But now I seem to be looking forward to the sea of mandala and manzhushahua flowers. I will tell you, then you are
A very beautiful place.
I have seen other people's loss, that is, death, very indifferent and indifferent. Therefore, I also want to die noble, so I will aggrieve you a little, Yu.
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————Lingyu Bingxi
Very cold, really cold. Mu Jingjing couldn't believe that her mother was so cold-hearted, but she also shed tears.
He also saw his father, kneeling not far away, seemingly drained of all his strength and crying...