There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

After the death of Lu Xue's mother, Lu Chengrong has almost become Lu Xue's spiritual sustenance, but he hates Lu Chengrong from the bottom of his heart. This kind of love and hate emotion is difficult to fathom, but it is easy to understand.

"But now that Lu Chengrong has passed away, Lu Xue's dependence and hatred are gone suddenly. How can this not make her feel sad?"

As he spoke, Zhen Jiabao covered his heart, made a gesture of Xizi holding his heart, pretending that he was Lu Xue, and raised a pair of tearful eyes to look at Helian Quan.

"If you think about it this way, don't you think Lu Xue is really pitiful!"

He Lianquan nodded silently, but in his heart he felt that compared to Lu Xue, who was silent every day, Zhen Jiabao, who had tears in his eyes, was more pitiful.

This may be the legendary preference, He Lianquan stretched out his hand to cover the lower half of his face, covering the bitten lips under the complicated emotions.

Oh, cute!

Zhen Jiabao never thought that He Lianquan could still think about such messy things in his mind at this moment, so he immediately withdrew the tears from his eyes and slapped his thigh.

"Look, after I gave you such an explanation, do you now understand why Lu Xue is sad?"

He Lianquan was slightly disappointed, but still nodded.

Zhen Jiabao reached out and patted He Lianquan's shoulder again.

"Since you can understand why Lu Xue is sad, let's brainstorm together how we can make her get better."

This is the question that Zhen Jiabao has been thinking about every day for the past few days. Zhen Jiabao is almost worried about losing her hair. Every morning after waking up, she will fall out in handfuls when combing her hair.

Zhen Jiabao even felt that if Lu Xue's matter was not resolved, her hair would definitely not be kept at all!

He Lianquan was silent for a while, and finally said truthfully: "I think it will take time for Lu Xue to heal the wound."

He Lianquan stretched out a finger and touched the tip of Zhen Jiabao's nose.

"Although the methods you came up with sound good, they are useless to a person who has temporarily closed his heart."

He Lianquan couldn't understand the feeling of temporarily closing his heart, even if Zhen Jiabao thought of more ways to let the kingdom experience the true feelings in the world, Lu Xue would not be able to see it.

This is not Lu Xue's fault, but under such circumstances, people will always ignore some things subconsciously.

Zhen Jiabao looked into He Lianquan's eyes, froze, and then suddenly slapped his hands.

"I asked why Lu Xue was always not happy when the ideas I came up with before were used. It turned out that she couldn't see at all! But Helianquan, how can I let Lu Xue see it."

Zhen Jiabao put on a posture of seeking talent and thirsting for talents, staring at He Lianquan's eyes, as if expecting He Lianquan to blurt out a great idea.

But under Zhen Jiabao's expectant gaze, He Lianquan only uttered two words.

"time."

Zhen Jiabao's starry eyes immediately drooped down, and he lay down on Helian Quan's lap again like a fool.

"Time, time, or time, who doesn't know that time is a good medicine that can heal wounds, but look at how thin Lu Xue is now, if it continues to drag on, I'm afraid Lu Xue will stand up It's time to pass!"

He Lianquan stretched out two evil claws, pinched the soft flesh on both sides of Zhen Jiabao's cheeks, and pulled them back and forth.

"Don't worry about it. As long as Uncle Ji is still in Xishan Villa for a day, Lu Xue's health will never really go wrong."

Zhen Jiabao naturally believed in Uncle Ji, but looking at Lu Xue's marketing encouragement, he was still worried after all.

"Oh, I hope, as you said, time can really heal Lu Xue's psychological pain."

At this time, Lu Xue actually didn't feel any pain in her heart at all. Instead, after the initial grief and entanglement, she fell into a strange calm.

Although she is still living in Xishan Villa, Lu Xue has no strength to talk and joke with Zhen Jiabao at this time. Even the little lucky girl who used to like to hug and play together has no interest in playing together, which makes little lucky wake up these days After coming here, I hit a big wall.

Poor little baby, I almost feel that this beautiful sister doesn't like me anymore!If it weren't for the management, my grandfather hugged him back and forth and coaxed him back and forth, little lucky would really cry to his pretty sister!

But in fact, all of this was not Lu Xue's original intention. She didn't want to live such a peaceful and indifferent life at all, but she really couldn't bring herself to get excited.

It can almost be said that every morning when she opens her eyes, Lu Xue will feel tired for a while, and a feeling of hopelessness will always sweep her whole body at that time, and when it is more serious, it can even make Lu Xue feel tired all over her body. Shivering, can't get rid of that cold feeling.

"You're alone. You can't even make Zhen Jiabao and He Lianquan happy now, so why should you shamelessly stay by their side?"

Lu Xue lay on the bed and muttered to herself.

"Yeah, why should I stay with them?"

Lu Xue shook her head, found a more comfortable angle on the pillow, and saw the sky outside.

The sky of City S in summer is always very beautiful, a piece of blue, almost without a cloud, it is the sky that Lu Xue liked to see very much before.

Lu Xue used to always like this piece of blue without any impurities, but now when she continues to look at this piece of blue, Lu Xue finds that she no longer appreciates it as before.

It seems that everything has become dull, even if I sit in front of my beloved drawing board with a paintbrush in my hand, I don't have the interest to leave a trace on the canvas.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Just as Lu Xue was lying on the bed and thinking about the meaning of her life, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

Lu Xue unsteadily climbed off the bed, and had no desire to ask who was standing outside the door.

Lu Xue has almost lost all interest in life now, even if the people standing outside the door tell her no matter how bad the news is, Lu Xue feels that she can face it calmly.

What could be worse in her life?

After opening the door, what came into view was Uncle Ji's aged but thin face, with a mixed expression of respect and pity on his big face.

"Miss Lu, Mr. Lu's body has been handed over by the relevant department two days ago. I arbitrarily set the cremation time for tomorrow. I don't know what you have to say."

Only then did Lu Xue raise her head in a daze, and re-understand what Uncle Ji said to her just now.

"You mean..."

After completing those formalities, can now finally enter the serious funeral process?
Lu Xue finally had the biggest mood swing in the past few days. She blinked her eyes several times quickly, as if to force back the tears, but there was not even a little red blood in the empty eye sockets.

"I see, tomorrow is fine... very fine."

Lu Xue answered in a somewhat confused manner, she didn't even have the real feeling that Lu Chengrong had really passed away, because since the police staff handed over Lu Chengrong's death report to herself, all the rest of the work was done by Uncle Ji I did it myself.

So for Lu Xue, she didn't see Lu Chengrong's body, and didn't go through the documents that could prove that Lu Chengrong was really dead. Even if she knew that Lu Chengrong was really dead, it was still an illusory concept in her heart.

But now Uncle Ji actually said to himself that Lu Chengrong's body will be cremated tomorrow!

During cremation, will Lu Chengrong feel pain?

Lu Xue really wanted to ask Uncle Ji like this, but when she raised her head, she suddenly remembered that dead people don't feel pain.

Lu Chengrong is really dead...

Uncle Ji stood at the door and watched the constantly changing expressions on Lu Xue's face, sweating in his heart.

I don't know if Miss Lu Xue can survive this news!
In fact, if it was possible, Uncle Ji didn't want to advance Lu Chengrong's cremation time so quickly, at least to keep the body for a few more days, so that he could have a thought.

It's just that after Lu Chengrong's body was taken back by the police, it underwent autopsy and laboratory tests. It took so long for the police to confirm the results. Although the body was returned to them as soon as possible, it was still somewhat corrupted.

So Uncle Ji can only take advantage of the fact that Lu Chengrong's body has not been corrupted to a more serious level and cremated directly.

"Then what... Since the cremation is going to be tomorrow, is the cemetery ready..."

Lu Xue rolled her eyes dryly, and after a long time, as if she finally remembered something, she looked at Uncle Ji and asked.

Uncle Ji has already taken care of all these things a long time ago. The cemetery prepared for Lu Chengrong is a well-known expensive level in S City. Anyway, his young master is rich and powerful.

"It's all ready. Miss Lu Xue only needs to attend the ceremony tomorrow. Of course, if you don't want to attend..."

Before Uncle Ji finished speaking, Lu Xue interrupted his persuasion directly.

"Of course I will go. This is the cremation ceremony of Lu Chengrong. Of course I will go."

As she said that, Lu Xue closed the door again in front of the country, and then she slid down the closed door to the ground. She wrapped her hands around her knees and buried her face in her two arms, but she still Can't shed a single tear.

Why cry?After all, how can someone like Lu Chengrong be worthy of crying for him.

And what is there to shed tears?Didn't it mean that there was only one person who went down from now on——
Isn't she the only one left?

Lu Xue slowly got up from the door, then lay back on the bed and stared at the sky outside the window in a daze.

The time soon came to the second day. It was almost five o'clock in the morning, and Lu Xue had already packed her clothes and clothes, and sat in the living room.