I don’t know how long it took, but Xia Shi finally spoke: “Lu Nanchen is coming soon.”
"Um."
"Mom Yun is gone."
Xia Shi clenched Lu Nanchen's clothes.
Lu Nanchen hugged her tightly. He was not good at comforting others and kissed her forehead.
Xia Shi thought that his tears had dried up, but at this moment, he broke his defense and the tears rolled down again.
"It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have gone to Cui Ling, let alone..."
"Mom Yun left you a letter and brought Aunt Wang over." Lu Nan said in a stern manner.
Xia Shi looked up at him: "Where is it?"
Lu Nanchen stood up, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and handed the letter to Xia Shi.
Xia Shi hurriedly opened the letter.
There are only a few short lines that come into view.
"I was a kid, when you opened this letter, my mother was gone. Don't be sad. This is my life."
"Do you remember what Mom told you? People are always going to die when they get old, so Mom is not afraid. Mom just wants to do something for you before she dies."
"The doctor said that my mother can't live for a few days, and she knows that she can't beat Cui Ling. The only stupid way is to send her to prison, so that she can't bully you."
"Finally, don't blame me for calling myself your mother, because I have always regarded you as my daughter. This time I will tell me not to be old-fashioned. If we have the next life, we will be mother and daughter, okay?"
Xia Shi looked at the letters written by Yun Ma over and over again, and his heart seemed to be torn apart by something.
“So that’s how it is.”
Xia Shi understood Yun Ma's heart. The most important reason why she left her this letter was actually to tell herself the truth.
What Yun Ma thought was that if Xia Shi didn't want Cui Ling to go to jail, she could take out the letter, and she wouldn't have to be resentful and unhappy because of her own death.
Xia Shi clenched his letter: "Lu Nanchen, my heart hurts so much, it really hurts."
"Everything will get better." Lu Nanchen comforted her.
......
The day after Yun Ma's incident happened, the news reported that the dancer Cui Ling was arrested after retirement deliberately injured someone and died.
Yin Group's stock also fell sharply.
Xia Shi did not read the news and planned Yun Ma's future generations.
Yun Ma has always been alone in front of her, without relatives, doesn't like the excitement, and doesn't have many friends.
Xia Shi only invited a few friends who Chang talked to Yun’s mother.
On the day of the funeral, heavy snow fell.
Xia Shi was wearing plain clothes, holding Yun Ma's urn and the will.
Xiaoyi followed her, and Lu Nanchen followed her.
Arrive at the cemetery.
Xia Shi watched Yun's mother be buried, and the snow covered her quickly.
After the funeral, Yun Ma’s friends comforted her: “Sad.”
After Xia Shi sent them away, he asked Xiaoyi to go back with Lu Nanchen first, and wanted to spend the last time with Yun Ma.
Lu Nanchen knew that she needed to digest herself now, so he took Xiaoyi away.
In summer, I stood in front of the tombstone, allowing the heavy snow to fall all over my body.
She seemed to feel no coldness.
"Mom, why are you so stupid? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I regret it so much now, why can't I keep guarding you?"
She talked to herself, wondering how long it took, her hair was dyed white by snow.
Her face was frozen purple and blue, and suddenly a big umbrella covered her head.
Xia Shi slowly looked up and saw a man wearing a black coat with a cold face.
"Why are you standing here alone in the snow? If the old man knows, he will definitely feel sorry for you." Lu Nanyu spoke slowly, his voice gentle.