After the successful divorce, Ms. Zhong regretted it!

The farewell ceremony was scheduled for three days later.

Zhong Chuyao's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. She calmly handled Lin Yuzhou's funeral affairs, but she had to do everything herself. From the location of the cemetery to the white flowers worn on her chest, she personally selected them all.

For three days, Zhong Chuyao basically didn't eat anything, and she didn't even take a sip of water. The lips that were bitten by her were even more scabbed and chapped. It was even more impossible to sleep. She really couldn't support the nap. I didn't take a nap for more than half an hour.

Song Ya saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart.

He didn't dare to take a step away from Zhong Chuyao the whole time, for fear that she would do something stupid. As for staying with her throughout the whole process of whatever she wanted to do, it was better than just sitting around and thinking.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the sky that had been gloomy for several days during the farewell ceremony suddenly cleared up and became cloudless.

Zhong Chuyao was sitting in the hearse, and next to her was Lin Siyuan, who was holding a photo of her deceased body. Her eyes kept falling outside the window. If it hadn't been for such an occasion, she would have praised the weather.

pity...

She didn't look back the whole time and didn't dare to look at the coffin behind her. She was afraid that if she took a look at it, she would lose control and go crazy and not allow others to take him away.

Until the hearse stopped at its destination, Zhong Chuyao subconsciously closed her eyes when she got off the car, and did not watch him being taken away by others.

The person is like a puppet on strings, being led by others to make preparations.

"The funeral hall is ready and the farewell ceremony can begin."

Zhong Chuyao was shocked by the routine words of the young girl in charge. She glanced inside subconsciously, and then ran in.

The mourning hall for the farewell ceremony was not decorated with the common yellow and white chrysanthemums, but with the cappuccino roses prepared by Zhong Chuyao when she said goodbye.

At this moment, Lin Yuzhou was wearing a black suit, the same suit that Chu Yao had prepared for the confession. And Zhong Chuyao was wearing the same outfit from back then.

The effect was as good as Zhong Chuyao expected, and she was extremely satisfied.

Lin Yuzhou seemed to have just fallen asleep, lying in the sea of ​​flowers in the center, quiet and peaceful, and even had a smile on his lips.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Chuyao smiled.

She stood on top of the mourning hall in a daze and laughed.

So good, she saw him again!

After not seeing each other for three whole days, she missed him so much!

How should she survive the remaining 3650 days?

People who came to express condolences came in one after another. Seeing Zhong Chuyao's smile full of sadness, I always felt that Zhong Chuyao might not be able to bear the stimulation and went crazy.

The farewell ceremony was very simple. Zhong Chuyao didn't want too many irrelevant people to disturb Lin Yuzhou's purity, so she notified very few people.

At the end of the ceremony, the master of ceremonies asked Lin Siyuan to hold the photo, and the family members sent Lin Yuzhou off for the last journey. Zhong Chuyao watched them push him away, and finally couldn't control herself, and wanted to grab it like crazy.

But after not eating or resting for several days, she tripped and fell to the ground after just two steps. She could only watch helplessly as Lin Yuzhou was taken away.

The calmness I had maintained for so many days finally evaporated at this moment!

Her Azhou!

She will never see her Azhou again!

Tears fell heavily on the floor, and she bit her lip to prevent the crying from flowing out. Song Ya started to cry, knelt down beside her, and held her in her arms.

"Cry out Yaoyao. It will feel better if you cry out. Cry out Yaoyao."

But no matter what Song Ya said, Zhong Chuyao just shook her head and bit her lip. The bright red blood stained her chin, dripping on her snow-white skirt, turning into gorgeous red plums. She seemed unconscious. .

When he saw Lin Yuzhou again, he had been packed into a small box.

Zhong Chuyao held it in her arms, caressing it again and again, and wanted to speak, but tears fell first.

After being laid to rest, when Zhong Chuyao came to her senses, the loess had covered the urn, and Zhong Chuyao once again watched helplessly as it disappeared before her eyes.

I don’t know if she has had such an experience before. Now Zhong Chuyao is much calmer, just watching silently and crying silently.

It was completely dark when all the dust fell to the ground, and everyone sent Zhong Chuyao and Lin Siyuan home.

Several people were worried about the mother and son, thinking of accompanying them, but after getting off the car, Zhong Chuyao suddenly turned around and bent towards them, bowing deeply.

When she looked up again, she seemed to have returned to her usual appearance, but her eyes couldn't deceive anyone. Her eyes were full of sadness that was so thick that it couldn't be resolved.

"Thank you for your hard work these days. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. Our mother and son are fine. You should go back and rest quickly!"

Everyone didn't expect Zhong Chuyao to say that. They were stunned for a moment. Song Ya was the first to come to her senses and objected immediately.

"No, Yaoyao, I'll stay with you. I don't feel at ease if you stay alone."

But Zhong Chuyao shook her head, "It's okay Yaya, I can do it, and are you worried about what I will do?"

After Zhong Chuyao told her what she was thinking, Song Ya was not embarrassed and nodded solemnly, "Yes, I can't worry about you."

Zhong Chuyao smiled, "Don't worry, I promised A Zhou that I would never do anything stupid. Besides, I'm really fine. You guys go and have a rest!"

Zhong Chuyao's attitude was very firm, and everyone was a little undecided for a while. Lin Siyuan saw this and also said:

"Uncle and aunt have worked hard for you these days. Go back and rest! Don't worry, I will take good care of mom!"

Lin Siyuan, who was originally precocious and like a little adult, completely matured at this moment and became a man with a sense of responsibility.

They also knew that their mother and son did not want to trouble them, so they dispersed after a few words of warning.

Pushing open the door of the villa, it was clear that all the arrangements were exactly the same as before, but Zhong Chuyao felt inexplicably cold and frighteningly quiet.

She was so scared that she just wanted to escape, "Listen, I'll go upstairs and get some sleep."

"Okay!" Lin Siyuan knew that Zhong Chuyao was feeling uncomfortable, so she didn't stop him when she thought of Anjing. She just said, "Mom, promise me not to lock the door, okay?"

Lin Siyuan didn't feel relieved either way.

Zhong Chuyao smiled understandingly, nodded, and then slowly went upstairs.

When she arrived in the room, she directly opened the quilt on the side where Lin Yuzhou usually slept and buried herself in it. The familiar smell enveloped her, as if he was still hugging her.

"Azhou, isn't it great that I didn't cry?"

"Azhou, if you also think I'm great, come and see me in your dream, okay? I miss you so much!"

Zhong Chuyao fell asleep without knowing what she was dreaming about. There was a smile on her lips from beginning to end.

Half a month later, Zhong Chuyao, dressed in black, and Lin Siyuan went to see Lin Yuzhou.

Zhong Chuyao had lost a lot of weight. The clothes that once fit her were now empty. The wind at the foot of the mountain was so strong that it seemed like it would sweep Zhong Chuyao away. Lin Siyuan held her hand tightly the whole time, for fear that Zhong Chuyao would also leave. He is average.

He no longer has a father, but he can't live without a mother!

Miraculously, the wind stopped when they climbed up the mountain and reached Lin Yuzhou's tomb.

Zhong Chuyao knelt down, took out the handkerchief she brought with her and wiped the tombstone carefully, saying what she wanted to say to Lin Yuzhou during this period.

"Azhou, I'm sorry. I was supposed to come see you a few days ago, but I got sick. But I was very good, and I took the medicine and cooperated with the injections. That's why I got better so quickly!"

"Azhou, how are you doing now? Those illnesses that tortured you must have disappeared! It's great that you can smile happily again. Your smile is so beautiful, but it's a pity that I can't see it anymore. But it's okay! You're here I come in my dream, can you come and laugh in my dream?"

"Azhou, are you angry? I'm angry that I didn't take care of myself, so you didn't even come to see me in my dream. I was wrong. I will eat well and sleep well after I go back. Come and see me, okay? "

... ...

Zhong Chuyao talked for a while, then stood up reluctantly, "Listen, you should talk to dad too!"

"Ah."

Lin Siyuan knelt down, kowtowed three times in front of Lin Yuzhou's grave solemnly, and then said with a serious face:

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of mom and protect the Lin family!"

Zhong Chuyao smiled and helped Lin Siyuan up, "You~"

Before she finished speaking, a butterfly suddenly appeared and attracted Zhong Chuyao's attention. It first flew around Lin Siyuan three times and then nodded in front of him.

Then he flew to Zhong Chuyao's side, also flew around Zhong Chuyao several times, and even boldly flew to Zhong Chuyao's cheek, like a kiss, and finally landed on Zhong Chuyao's shoulder.

Zhong Chuyao looked at it, and it seemed to look at Zhong Chuyao.

Zhong Chuyao smiled. She finally showed a sincere smile after so many days.

"Azhou, it's you, right? It's great that you came back to see me!"

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