The rich and powerful

Chapter 83 I want us to be together 4
It was already late when she went back, and she came to the noodle shop she used to frequent.

After entering, there were still many people. The waiter came to roll out the noodles. Song Yan grabbed the waiter and asked, "Is your original boss here?"

The waiter said, "The original boss? Our boss is Ms. Wang, are you looking for her?"

Song Yan said, "No, I mean the original one, the older Granny Zhu."

She said, "Oh, you said Ms. Wang's mother, the proprietress' mother passed away last year."

Song Yan was stunned. Has that mother-in-law passed away?She felt a little lost suddenly.

The waiter said, "Our boss is holding her father's funeral today. Yesterday, her father also passed away. The boss's father and mother used to be very loving, and they are also very old. They are both over 90 years old, but they are not sick or in trouble. , just confused, the old lady passed away last year, and the old man was left alone. He was really lonely, and he didn’t last a year, so he finally went with him. Ms. Wang said that her parents went to heaven to meet together. The two old people were buried together, does Miss know them?"

Song Yan thought, this should be said to be a perfect ending, she raised her head and said, "I just met."

The noodles were still the same as before. They were so delicious that she ate a whole bowl.

When I went out, I looked back at this noodle shop.

"In the future, when we get old, we will also be like this. I will cut the noodles, and you will cook the noodles..."

Suddenly thinking of this sentence, she suddenly felt sad.

She suddenly thought, even if she went back to the past and asked her to choose again, she would still choose, in her youthful years, she fell in love with a man whom she could never figure out.

Are moths flying to a flame for the end of warmth, or for a momentary blaze?No one knows.

But even if they knew it was a dead end, there were still so many moths, desperate to follow.

She doesn't mind being an unknown pawn in the middle, because even if she dies, she will be brilliant after all.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, she suddenly heard a voice from behind, "Song Yan."

She froze for a while, then turned her head, and saw Cheng Yuyan behind her, she froze for a while, and hurriedly wiped away her tears, "You...why are you here..."

He smiled, handed her a handkerchief, and said, "Mu Shen's funeral will be held in Singapore, will you go?"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and said, "The funeral... no, haven't you found the body yet?"

Cheng Yan said, "The brothers said to build a tomb for him. Finally, we can't even set up a monument for him. How about it? Are you going?"

Song Yan bowed his head and thought for a while, then said, "Okay, I'll go."

On the way to Singapore, Cheng Yan was always by his side.

He said on the plane, "I have convinced you. If I had known today, I would have stopped thinking so much. You are together and don't care what others think."

Song Yan didn't speak, just looked out of the window, the clouds piled up together, within ten thousand miles, they were all the same.

Looking at the clouds from above is really a different feeling.

The plane flew for several hours and finally arrived in Singapore.

Lin Muchen's funeral was naturally grand, and many uncles from the triad society came to attend. Cheng Yan said, as long as you follow behind him, don't worry about others.

Song Yan looked at all kinds of people, and felt really nervous. Hearing what Cheng Yan said, he finally felt a little safe. Finally, Cheng Yan would protect her from accidents.

At the funeral, everyone paid homage to Lin Mushen in the way of the underworld. Song Yan stood aside and looked at those uncles and uncles, all of them were sad and regretful.

Song Yan looked at Lin Muchen's head, in the black and white photo frame, he was still indifferent.

Song Yan just looked at it like that, but the lacrimal gland seemed to be dry, and he didn't want to cry at all.

It's just that I suddenly understood what Lin Muchen said before, the most painful thing in the world is the feeling of watching people around me die one by one, while being the only one who is still alive.

Song Yan thought, this is the first time she saw...

She really never wanted to see someone die again.

After the funeral, Cheng Yan sent her back to the hotel. On the way back, Cheng Yan drove the car and said, "Are you hungry?"

Song Yan shook his head, "Thank you, I'm not hungry."

He said, "I see you haven't eaten anything tonight."

Song Yan said, "I didn't eat much at first."

Cheng Yan just sighed and said, "As long as you're fine, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it."

Song Yan said, "I also thought I wouldn't be able to bear it...but it's strange, people really underestimate their own ability to bear it."

Cheng Yan laughed loudly, shook his head, turned the steering wheel, and said, "Let's go get something to eat."

Song Yan said, "But I really can't eat it."

He said, "I know a newly opened restaurant, which is very delicious. You won't regret it if you try it."

Song Yan sighed, but knowing that he was doing it for her own good, it was hard to refuse.

Looking at the city with extraordinary fireworks outside the window, she suddenly thought, even if she were to die now, there would be nothing to regret.

There have been green first loves, painful experiences, the joy of being reborn from the ashes, the beauty recovered from mistakes, disappointments, tears, ups and downs, and life is enough.

At this time, the car stopped and she saw a noodle shop.

He got out of the car and opened the door for her, and she got out of the car too, only thinking that this noodle shop was strange, its name was Xiaoyan Noodle House.

She looked at him in surprise, he smiled and let her in.

Her heart was getting heavier and heavier, she just felt something was approaching.

Open the door and walk in, I saw a man in the open kitchen behind the counter, wearing an apron, because he was too tall, he could only bend his body slightly, and was kneading dough vigorously at the moment, he was wearing a white T-shirt, The gray slacks look clean, and the neat hair looks like a soft home man. In the room with yellow lights, it looks particularly harmonious, as if it should have existed in the first place. The picture scroll is the same.

She was taken aback for a moment, then stuttered suddenly, pointing at the person inside, "You...you you you..."

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