Chapter 638 646, he said he knew the news of Brother Jin (one more)

   "Pan Peng, don't make trouble!" Chu Xiu came over to stop Little Loli's movements, and said with difficulty, "My sister... she's already dead."

died?

  Little Lolita widened her eyes.

   looked at Chu Xiu in disbelief.

Will not.

  Brother Jin is so powerful.

  She will not die.

   "Brother Xiu, stop joking..." Little Loli tried her best to squeeze a smile, "Brother Jin... isn't she sleeping there? She's not dead, are you kidding me?"

  Chu Embroidery cried out most directly.

  Little Lolita's eyes widened, tears flowed uncontrollably, her body was unstable, and she knelt directly to the ground, with despair on her tender face.

   Her brother Jin.

   is a great hero.

The rain is getting heavier.

   It was impossible to tell whether it was tears or rain on the faces of everyone.

   During the whole process, Mo Zhixuan was very calm.

   He even, together with everyone else, carried the ice coffin into the tomb, then picked up the shovel and began to lift the earth.

   Watching the soil bury the ice coffin little by little.

   "What are you doing!" Little Loli suddenly stood up, jumped into the tomb, protected the ice coffin, and roared, "What are you doing! Do you want to kill Brother Jin? Stop it!"

  Little Loli lay all over the ice coffin, wiping off the soil with her sleeves, "Brother Jin, don't be afraid, I'll protect you..."

  Tears, drop by drop, fell on the ice coffin.

   She wants to protect Brother Jin.

   In the past, Brother Jin protected her, but now, she has grown up and can protect Brother Jin.

   As long as she is here, no one is allowed to hurt Brother Jin!

   "Pan Peng, don't be like this, A Jin is gone, you can let her go to the ground for safety." Tong Zhi also jumped down, trying to hug the little Loli away.

   But the little Loli seemed to have changed her personality and pushed Tong Zhi out, "Bad people, you bad people, you are not allowed to hurt Brother Jin! If you want to bury Brother Jin, then bury me together!"

   "Don't hurt Brother Jin!" The little loli trembled with her shoulders and her vision gradually blurred, "None of you are allowed to hurt Brother Jin!"

   "Pengpeng, calm down," Chu Xiu also jumped down and choked up, "My sister... she really left! Just let her go in peace, don't make a fool of yourself, okay?"

  Little Lolita has always listened to Chu Xiu's words the most, but this time, in the face of Chu Xiu's advice, she turned a deaf ear.

"Bad guy! You're also a bad guy! I won't call you brother Xiu anymore..." Little Lolita burst into tears, while removing the dirt from the ice coffin, she said, "Brother Jin, Brother Jin, don't sleep. Okay? Wake up quickly, Brother Jin..."

   But the people in the ice coffin were still indifferent as if they were asleep.

  Little Lolita is stubborn.

   Holding the ice coffin, no one can pull it away.

  Mo Zhixuan walked behind Little Loli, stretched out his hand, and slashed lightly behind Little Loli's neck.

  Little Loli fell into Chu Xiu's arms just like that when her eyes darkened.

   However, even in a coma, Little Loli's brows were tightly wrinkled.

   "Take her back to rest first." Mo Zhixuan raised his eyes and looked at Chu Xiu with a low voice.

  Chu Xiu nodded lightly, then walked into the room with the little loli in her arms.

  The funeral continues.

   During the whole process, except for the low sobbing, there was no other sound.

   When Chu Xiu comes again.

  The tombstone has been erected.

  Mo Zhixuan stood in front of the tombstone, without saying a word, his expression was solemn, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his back was terrifyingly desolate.

   There are other people standing around.

   Ke Chuxiu still noticed his figure at a glance.

   The whole body exudes an aura that is almost desperate to desolation, perhaps only people who have no nostalgia for this world will show such an aura.

   The others were already sobbing.

   He was the only one who was very calm and didn't even shed a tear.

   "Mom, my brother, are you alright..." Mo Qingyi walked to Mrs. Mo and asked in a low voice.

These days.

  Mo Zhixuan had not dripped water or dripped rice, his whole body had lost more than a circle, and cyan stubble had appeared on his chin. His whole body was indescribably decadent.

   She had never seen Mo Zhixuan like this.

   Mrs. Mo sighed softly, her voice a little hoarse, "It's okay... Your brother... he will definitely survive."

   Can you make it through?

   Mrs. Mo didn't know that Mo Zhixuan was too calm, and the calmness made Mrs. Mo feel terrified. Is this... the tranquility before the storm? He just kept it in his heart, and Mrs. Mo couldn't imagine what kind of explosion would happen to Mo Zhixuan in the future.

   After the funeral.

Mo Zhixuan walked to the Mo family's ancestral hall holding the spirit card, Mo Qingyi held an umbrella for him by the side, Mo Zhixuan walked all the way, his expression had not changed, the deep phoenix eyes seemed to be frozen in ice generally.

   Until he arrived at the ancestral hall, Mo Zhixuan carefully placed Chu Jin's spiritual card among the many spiritual cards.

  Mo Qingyi discovered a terrible thing.

  On the spiritual plaque next to Chu Jin, it was written, 'The spiritual position of the late husband Mo Zhixuan. ’

   Mo Zhixuan even listed himself a spiritual position... Only the spiritual position of the dead will appear in the ancestral hall.

   Obviously, other people in the ancestral hall also noticed this.

  The air was terribly still.

   Mo Qingyi's head was dizzy for a while, and he stepped back several steps unsteadily. If Duanmu Zhe hadn't supported her in time, she would have fallen straight into the burning stove next to him.

   "Xuan'er..." In just a few days, Mrs. Mo seemed to be more than ten years old. She looked at Mo Zhixuan as if she had a thousand words to say.

   Ke Mo Zhixuan seemed to know what she was saying, raised his hand gently, indicating that she should not speak.

   Mrs. Mo sighed softly, and could only keep her mouth shut. It was both helpless and sad. Mo Zhixuan was afraid that this hurdle could not be overcome.

   "Sister," Tong Zhi wiped away her tears and walked to Mrs. Mo's side, trying to comfort her a few words, but she couldn't.

  The men of the Mo family have always been affectionate, and Mo Zhixuan is a paranoid person. No one can change the decisions he makes.

unless.

  Chu Jin can survive.

  Ding Siyu watched all this, couldn't hold back, leaned on Han Zixiu's shoulder and wept softly.

   Almost everyone was there.

   Only Zhao Yan was not there.

  The news of Chu Jin's death hit her too hard, causing her to become delirious and often talk nonsense. People were afraid of hitting her again, so they didn't let her attend the funeral.

   Chu Jin's death was not announced.

  So, except for the people close to you, no one else knows the news.

   After the funeral.

  Chu Xiu did not stop at Mo's house, but returned to Huagui Garden.

   Zhao Yan was still waiting for him at home.

  Sister is gone.

   In the future, he will take good care of his aunt.

   Don't let my sister down.

  When Chu embroidery arrived home.

   Zhao Yan has already prepared food and is waiting for him.

as usual.

   She prepared three sets of tableware.

   gives Chu Xiu an illusion that her sister is still alive in the world.

   "Axiu, are you back from school? Go upstairs and ask your sister to come down for dinner, this girl, I have called upstairs several times, but she just refuses to come down." Zhao Qian said with a smile.

   Her complexion looks very bad, and there are deep crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.

   "Auntie..." Chu Xiu tried hard not to cry, but she couldn't say the remaining few words.

   Auntie can no longer be stimulated.

   "What's the matter?" Zhao Yan said nervously, "Have you been wronged at school? Tell my aunt, and my aunt will help you find a teacher."

   "No," Chu Xiu shook his head, trying to pull out a smile, and continued, "I just suddenly thought that my sister just called me and said that she won't be back for dinner at night."

   "Not coming back?" Zhao Yan frowned slightly, "This girl, why don't you tell me if you don't come back."

   "Auntie, let's eat quickly, I'm starving to death." Chu Xiu picked up the bowl, quickly took the rice into her mouth, and swallowed it together with her tears.

   tastes like chewing wax.

  This side of Mo's house.

  Mo Zhixuan kept himself locked in his room, staying at home.

  The company doesn't care.

   for three days in a row.

   Until the last day.

  Xiaobai couldn't stand it any longer, so he sneaked into Mo Zhixuan's room quietly, jumped on his shoulder, attached to Mo Zhixuan's ear, and whispered, "Sir, Brother Jin may still be alive, you have to cheer up."

   Mo Zhixuan's long dark eyes suddenly appeared bright, "What did you say?"

"I said, Brother Jin is still alive, she must be alive," Xiaobai said very seriously, "I am Brother Jin contract spirit beast, I can feel Brother Jin's existence, although her breath is very weak, but please believe I, she must still be alive."

   heard the words.

   Mo Zhixuan's eyes that were originally dimmed, suddenly appeared a bright light.

   Since that day, Mo Zhixuan's whereabouts have become erratic.

   You can only see him late at night.

   No matter how late.

   He will go home.

  What should I do if Ajin goes home and can't find him?

   He can't make A Jin sad.

  The latest update on Chu Jin's Weibo was still on the day she and Mo Zhixuan got their certificates.

  Two red books and a pair of diamond rings.

The more than two million comments below    are all blessings to her.

   However, most of the recent comments are like this:

   "Goddess Goddess, your Weibo is about to grow grass!"

   "Mass, the old paper is used to the goddess abusing dogs every day, the goddess suddenly quiet, it feels like something is missing..."

   "Goddess, please torture the dog!"

   "The Mo family's patriarch seems to be very quiet too."

   "Yan Er, the newly married couple, of course doesn't have time to post on Weibo."

   "Suddenly there is a hunch, will the next time the goddess post on Weibo, it will be a baby girl?"

   "Hahaha, I'm looking forward to the goddess becoming a dazzling madman!"

   "After brushing the goddess's Weibo, I went to brush Boss Mo's Weibo, smiling like a kind old mother all the way."

   "Goddess, goddess, when will you come back to abuse the dog~"

   "Goddess, did you stop loving us after having Boss Mo?"

   "I beg the goddess to post a Weibo, even if it's a dog abuser, I'm willing to read it!"

  In the dim room, the curtains were pulled so tightly that not even a fly could fly in. Mo Zhixuan sat on the sofa, looking down at her Weibo one by one, the corners of his mouth raising a very faint arc.

   Look at these tweets.

   It felt like she was still alive.

right.

   She must be alive.

   Mo Zhixuan's hand was holding the phone, and gradually his knuckles turned white.

  The wedding room remained the same, the bright red '囍' was still prominent, and her shoes were still placed on the shoe rack.

   Her clothes are still hanging in the closet.

   In the air, there seems to be her breath.

  Mo Zhixuan's hair was almost completely white, he just sat on the sofa, looked at his phone, looked at the past, and said nothing.

  Mo Qingyi pushed open the door, looked at Mo Zhixuan like this, and suddenly remembered a sentence.

  Life is better than death.

   Except for him, almost no one believed that Chu Jin was still alive.

   They watched Chu Jin be buried with their own eyes.

   Seeing with my own eyes, Chu Jin's face was covered with mud little by little.

   Every time she thinks of this, she can't breathe.

  Mo Qingyi stabilized his mind, reached out and pressed the switch.

With a    "pop", a dazzling white light lit up in the room.

  Mo Zhixuan looked in the direction of the light source with a blank expression, and then looked away indifferently as if he hadn't seen Mo Qingyi.

   "Brother." Mo Qingyi spoke softly.

  Mo Zhixuan asked in a light tone, "What's the matter?"

   "Brother, someone downstairs wants to see you."

   "No." Mo Zhixuan's expression was like stagnant water in the deep sea, without the slightest wave.

   Like an ice sculpture, there is no joy or sorrow.

   Mo Qingyi glanced at Mo Zhixuan, and then said, "He said he knew about Brother Jin's news."

   "What?" Mo Zhixuan stood up directly, like a dead tree in spring, with a voice that couldn't hide his eagerness, "Take me to see him!"

   "Okay." Mo Qingyi nodded, worry flashing in his eyes.

   The guy downstairs.

  I don't know anyone.

   Looking at the outfit, he looks a bit like a warlock, and his words are even more incongruous.

  Everyone knew he was a liar.

   But Mrs. Mo let him in anyway.

   And, treat each other with courtesy.

   (end of this chapter)