"But she is already dead. Do you want to be immersed in fantasy and sadness for the rest of your life?"
"Yes, I will always keep her with me."
Nangong Xu took a gentle look at the urn in his hand.
At first, Nangong Xu regarded the urn as a treasure, and Jiang Yufei thought he deserved it.
But now, she doesn't want him to continue.
The ashes are fake, but his affection is real.
Even if he is heinous, at least he is sincere when it comes to his feelings.
Hateful people also have pitiable qualities.
Jiang Yufei sighed: "My mother has been laid to rest. If you dig out her ashes, you have disturbed her soul. If you keep holding her like this, how can you let her rest in peace?"
"Will she have a soul?" Nangong Xu asked back, obviously listening to the wrong point.
"If Ruyue has a soul, then she must know everything I have done for her. Do you think she will like it and be moved?"
Nangong Xu looked at Jiang Yufei expectantly. This was the first time he spoke to Jiang Yufei in this tone.
At this time, he was not the aloof Nangong Xu.
He shed all his identities and became just an ordinary person, an ordinary person confused by love.
Jiang Yufei decided to do his ideological work well.
Lest he continue to go crazy, which would also be detrimental to her.
It would be best if she could get him to let go of her mother, wouldn't everyone be happy?
Jiang Yufei thought for a while and said, "She won't like it, nor will she be moved."
"Why?!" Nangong Xu's face suddenly filled with gloom.
"Because she doesn't love you. Everything you do for her will only increase her burden and distress. If you love her, give her peace instead of imposing your wishes on her again and again."
Nangong Xu stood up suddenly, very angry: "Why doesn't she love me? Am I not good enough for her?!"
"You are very kind to her..."
"Then why doesn't she love me!"
"My mother used to like you a little bit, right?" Jiang Yufei said suddenly.
Nangong Xu was stunned. He looked at Jiang Yufei blankly, his eyes shining with joy.
"Really? Ruyue, she really likes me?"
"I'm talking about the past." Could he please stop taking the words out of context?
"How do you know Ruyue likes me?" Nangong Xu knelt down again and pressed, "How did you know and why did you say that?"
"I'm talking about the past!" Jiang Yufei had a headache, "Before she met my father, she also liked you."
"So, it is Xiao Zexin who wins love with a sword!"
"..."
Nangong Xu sneered, his smile a little twisted: "Now Ruyue is dead, her ashes are in my hands. I want Xiao Zexin to live, a life worse than death, so that he cannot go down below to accompany Ruyue. From now on, he will also
He cannot die before me. This time, I will not give Ruyue to him."
"..."
I bet he didn't kill her father because of this.
"Nangong Xu, can you listen to what I have to say? Don't always interrupt me." Jiang Yufei looked at him calmly.
Nangong Xu squinted his eyes, not angry but proud!
Although he said a lot of what was in his heart at the moment, it did not mean that Jiang Yufei could speak unscrupulously in front of him.
Jiang Yufei pursed her lips and mustered up the courage to say, "Don't you want to know why my mother doesn't like you?"