Daddy and Mommy blocked you again

Grandpa's funeral will be held soon.

The Feng family is the largest family in Xia Kingdom.

At the funeral, many people came to pay tribute to Grandpa because of the prestige of the Feng family.

There is also a good friend of grandpa who was alive, who sincerely sent grandpa for the last journey.

In the cemetery, there was a grand scene. Everyone was dressed in black, with flowers, and bowed solemnly in front of grandpa's tombstone.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the wind was blowing, so dull that it was almost breathless.

It was as if, Lian Tian was heartbroken for Grandpa's departure.

After the funeral, the mourners left one after another.

Only the members of the Feng family were left to deal with the aftermath.

Time passed bit by bit, and the scene was almost sorted out.

Feng Juncheng's family has left.

Feng Junbing also wanted to take his wife and children home, but Feng Yuecheng said, "Dad, Mom, you go to the car first. I'll come back later."

Feng Junbing knew that he wanted to comfort Ye Qing, so he didn't say anything, and returned to the car with his wife Liu Yuetong.

Looking back at the tombstone, Feng Yuecheng saw Ye Qing and Feng Xingjue still kneeling in front of the tombstone. Ye Qing silently wiped away tears, while Feng Xingjue's face was tense, his eyes were red, and he was kneeling in front of the tomb, his whole body covered in tears. All revealing sadness.

Feng Yuecheng walked over and said, "Brother, Ye Qing, let's go, it's going to rain soon."

Ye Qing glanced at Feng Yuecheng with red eyes, and said, "You go back first, I want to stay for a while."

Seeing her stubborn face, Feng Yuecheng knew that what he said was useless.

He silently turned and left.

But after walking a few steps, he turned his head again and saw Ye Qing's thin body kneeling in front of the tombstone together with Feng Xingjue, as if she would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

Now, Feng Xingjue has divorced Ye Qing, and his attitude towards Ye Qing is so bad and indifferent.

If something happened to Ye Qing, Feng Xingjue would definitely not take care of her.

Feng Yuecheng was worried about Ye Qing, he walked to the side of the car and said to his parents: "Go back first, I will take brother's car later."

Feng Junbing knew that he still wanted to stay with Ye Qing and Feng Xingjue to stay with grandpa for a while longer.He didn't say anything, and drove away.

Feng Yuecheng didn't approach Ye Qing and the others, but walked to a gazebo in the cemetery and sat down, looking at them silently.

Suddenly, a blast of thunder resounded in the sky, and the accompanying lightning seemed to pierce the sky.

There was thunder and lightning, and the torrential rain was like pouring water in an instant, pouring down.

Ye Qing's thin body swayed in the wind, Feng Yuecheng looked nervous, he was about to get up and run towards her.

Seeing Ye Qing standing up on her knees, she didn't leave immediately, but bent down to help Feng Xingjue.

This scene put a heavy weight on Feng Yuecheng's heart, his legs stopped suddenly...

"Feng Xingjue, get up, go home!" Ye Qing yanked Feng Xingjue vigorously, trying to pull him up.

However, he is too heavy, and he has no intention of getting up.

No matter how hard she pulled, she couldn't pull it up.

He stubbornly knelt in front of his grandfather's tombstone, his scarlet eyes quietly staring at his grandfather's tombstone, the rain fell from his head, wet his eyebrows, eyelashes, and his eyes were all wet.

Can't tell if it's tears or rain.

He stubbornly looked at Grandpa's tombstone.

Ye Qing pulled him, but he didn't get up.

The bottom of his eyes was stained with scarlet, full of guilt and self-blame.

His voice was hoarse and astringent: "You go back first."

He wanted to kneel in front of his grandfather's tombstone for a while longer, as if he could atone for his sins.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the impact was on the body, which was painful.

Ye Qing couldn't move him, she pushed him hard, she breathed heavily and said: "Feng Xingjue, do you think grandpa will come back to life if you keep kneeling like this? You will only make grandpa worry about you more !"

Feng Xingjue's eyes filled with scorching liquid: "I killed Grandpa, I'm guilty! Let the lightning strike me to death!"

His voice tightened.

Hearing this, Ye Qing's originally calm mood collapsed in an instant, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Feng Xingjue, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Feng Xingjue gritted his teeth and stopped talking, but just stubbornly looked at the tombstone, his back straightened.

It was his words that made grandpa vomit blood so angry that grandpa would leave.

Feng Xingjue's heart was full of torment and self-blame.

He really hoped that in this rainy and majestic weather, the thunder would strike him and make him atone for his sins.

In the vision blurred by rain and tears, Ye Qing saw Feng Xingjue's expression of death.

Her heart collapsed in an instant, and she pulled him again: "Feng Xingjue, get up..."

However, he was like a sculpture, and he couldn't move it no matter what.

Not far away, Feng Yuecheng saw this situation, he didn't care about anything, he opened his legs and ran towards them quickly.

However, Ye Qing was already powerless and broke down. She could no longer hide her inner impulse and hugged him tightly.

She cried: "Feng Xingjue, don't do this. Grandpa left happily. He was still caring about you before he died. You didn't kill him. It was because he was sick. He was sick..."

Feng Xingjue made her really scared.

Although she hated him, she still hoped that he could live well.

Only when he is fine can she feel at ease.

Feng Yuecheng was running this way, when she suddenly saw Ye Qing hugging Feng Xingjue, she held Feng Xingjue in her arms, and cried while holding him.

His fast footsteps came to a sudden stop, and the heavy rain washed over his body. He stood in the rain and looked at the two hugging people in front of him.

His heart was heavy, and he couldn't move any more.

At this moment, it suddenly dawned on him that he was redundant here...

There was a bitter arc at the corner of his mouth, his eyes drooped, and he turned around silently.

Feng Xingjue held her tightly in his arms, his deep and raspy voice, under the heavy rain, seemed so remorseful and desolate.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault..."

Ye Qing couldn't tell whether what he said was that he was not good was referring to his grandfather's departure, or their marriage.

All she knew was that Feng Xingjue was like a wounded beast at this time, and he was stubbornly licking the wound in his own way.

Just like when he was a child, no matter how much he was wronged, he always suffered it alone and never said it out.

Only those who are sympathetic to each other can understand his pain.

"It will pass, everything will pass." Ye Qing gently followed his back, comforting him.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I'm sorry..." Feng Xingjue vented his tense emotions.

He had never cried in front of others, but at this moment, he was hugged by Ye Qing, and in her arms, he shed tears, as sad as a child.

He was in too much pain.

He blamed himself, felt guilty, and was in pain.

There is nothing in this world that is more tortured than losing the two most important people and suffering from guilt.

He lost his wife with his own hands.

He also saw with his own eyes the person who loved him the most died in front of him.

I'm afraid he will never have a good time in his life.