She is now in such a state of desolation. Her father is dead and the man she relies on has been arrested by the military. Naturally, her aunt does not want to come to her father's funeral.
Apart from her, her uncle and Zhu Zhiyi, there were only funeral home staff and a large group of bodyguards from the Li family left in the funeral home, making the hall look deserted...
It was the same when my mother passed away. No one came, it was deserted and desolate.
Professionals put on makeup for Dad, and Dad put on brand new clothes and was moved into the crystal coffin by the bodyguards. Gu Xiaoai's tears suddenly fell...
"Everything will pass." Zhu Zhiyi accompanied Gu Xiaoai and comforted her.
The bodyguards placed the wreaths and black and white curtains into the mourning hall, and her uncle put the portrait away. Gu Xiaoai changed into black clothes, with a white corsage on her chest. The black color made her look even thinner...
Gu Xiaoai kept vigil for a day and a night, and burned her father's clothes before his death according to the custom of his hometown. The smoke from the fire made his eyes dazzled.
In the middle of the night, Zhu Zhiyi, who had been lying on the chair for a long time, stood up and walked to her side, "There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow, so go and get some sleep."
Gu Xiaoai shook her head. This was her last trip to send her father off. No matter how tired she was, she would hold on...
Zhu Zhiyi couldn't resist her, so she had to squat down next to her, put a wad of money into the burning money, and the smoke lingered around the two of them.
Chu Shixiu walked in, bowed three times to Gu Xin's body, took three large bags of things from his assistant's hands and walked towards them, looking at Gu Xiaoai tenderly, "I know you will
I definitely won’t sleep, so I bought a midnight snack and ate a little.”
Gu Xiaoai stood up from the ground and looked at him apologetically, "I told you you don't need to come over."
"If we are friends, there is no need to say this." Chu Shixiu picked up the bag in his hand and said gently, "Come over and eat."
In the mourning hall, there will always be a cloud of sadness and misery.
Gu Xiaoai sat aside. Zhu Zhiyi and Chu Shixiu brought porridge and soup to her at the same time. Gu Xiaoai wanted to smile, but couldn't, "You guys eat too."
Chu Shixiu glanced at the many seats arranged in the mourning hall, but they were all empty, and no one came to pay their respects.
"I'll have people from the company come over tomorrow." Chu Shixiu said, such a deserted funeral...
"No need to bother, dad can leave quietly." Gu Xiaoai refused, there was no point in making the funeral more lively, dad would never wake up again...