Young Master Zhan's Xueba Little Crazy Wife

The three looked away, and saw that Zhan Jue had changed into his favorite and most expensive suit brand on weekdays, covering all the wounds.

The whole body is clean and tidy, and that face is even more cold and luxurious, without any abnormality, it just seems to be asleep.

They did not speak, and the person in charge tentatively asked:

"If there is no problem...then arrange for cremation?"

Before Zhan Shen came, he was fairly stable. He rationally knew that there were still many affairs waiting for them to deal with, so he arranged the best and fastest process.

But at this moment, thinking that such a person will be cremated, his throat is still dry and choked, as if a stone is stuck, and he can't say a word.

It was Su Qiao who tightened her palms and said, "Let's arrange it."

Only then did the person in charge push Zhan Jue to the cremation room.

There was no funeral, no ceremony.

Because if the Zhan Jue is alive, he definitely doesn't want anyone to know that his dignified Third Master Zhan died like this... and he doesn't want to accept anyone's sympathetic gaze...

Of course, maybe no one will remember him.

Zhan Shen watched helplessly as the door of the cremation room closed, his big hands were clenched into fists, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The whole person seems to be suppressing something, as if he will do something at any time.

Su Qiao was about to comfort her, when Lin Ran beside her suddenly went limp and fell to the ground again.

She climbed to the door of the cremation room in a nearly crawling posture, clutching the door and crying:

"Why... why did you die... Didn't you keep saying that you would be laughed at wherever you went without power or power? If you die like this, you won't be afraid of being laughed at...

You also said that you want to call the wind and rain, and you want to get everything, and you haven't finished it yet, how can you just give up like this...how can you..."

She was crying in grief, her shoulders were twitching, as if she would be out of breath at any time.

Su Qiao could only walk over and squat down, ready to comfort her.

Lin Ran took the lead to grab her wrist and said, "Su Qiao, you said that Zhan Jue is so afraid of being alone. Will he be sad...would he be lonely..."

Su Qiao squeezed her hand tightly: "No, there is no contempt, no favoritism, and no torture in heaven.

It was so uncomfortable for him to live, perhaps death would also be a relief. "

Her voice was calm and comforting, and she didn't know whether she was comforting Lin Ran or deliberately speaking to Zhan Shen.

Lin Ran was still crying with red eyes: "But he's just a little bit...just a step away!

He stayed in the darkness for so long, and he was only one step away from walking out, why did God not even give him the opportunity to take one step away...why..."

"If he comes out alive, he will definitely change, right? He will let go of his previous suspicions and become another Third Master Zhan, right..."

Su Qiao's expression was solemn, and she didn't know the answer to this.

Maybe it is possible, but Zhan Jue's hands are already stained with blood...

"Su Qiao..."

Lin Ran suddenly became relatively calm, and stared blankly at the door of the cremation room, as if looking through the door to a place far, far away.

She said: "I have followed him for so long, and for many years, I have never seen him smile happily..."

When she said this, tears rolled out of her eyes, turning into silent crying, but it contained more pain and heartache than collapse.

Su Qiao's expression froze suddenly.

like……

She has lived two lives, and she has never seen the Warlord smile from the bottom of his heart.

never.

Standing beside him was Zhan Shen, whose upright body froze, and his already dignified expression became more oppressive and heavy.

In the end, the Warlord was successfully cremated, put into an urn, and buried in a cemetery in the back mountain.

Zhan Shen asked someone to plant sunflowers on a small slope that day.

He sat in front of the grave, lost in thought for a long time.

When he was a child, at the age of five, Zhan Jue told him that he liked sunflowers the most, they could grow towards the sun, and they were tough and tenacious.

But the later Zhanjue became darker, and never heard anything related to sunflowers in Zhanjue's house or from his mouth.

Battle deep Adam's apple heavy rolling.

It has been 16 years since he was six years old. There should be a lot of time, but he has been waiting.

He thought that the Zhan Jue would successfully inherit the sovereignty of the Zhan family, and everything would be better, but it's a pity...

He sat in front of the tomb for three full days.

For three days, Lin Ran fainted, and Su Qiao arranged for someone to send her away.

People from the Dragon Soul Group came to send flowers, but Su Qiao sent them away.

Zhan's family came to mourn, but Su Qiao didn't care or ask.

Because even if they are wrong, it is an undecidable, qualitative error.

They were wrong, and Zhanjue was also wrong, she couldn't say anything.

But when watching them go to the grave, Su Qiao always felt desolate.

Because of his own fault, Zhan Jue had already paid the price with his life.

But the person who created this ending bit by bit, the person who ruined a person because of prejudice in the era, is ultimately innocent...

When Zhan Qi arrived, what he saw was a small tombstone standing in a sea of ​​sunflowers.

Zhan Shenangzang's body sat in front of the tombstone, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

Su Qiao sat on the bluestone road not far away, watching and guarding silently.

The two were still wearing the clothes they had on the day they were rescued.

Zhan Shen's white shirt was covered with mud and blood, and it was torn to pieces for the Zhan Lord's bandage.

Su Qiao's black pajamas were also dusty, much thinner than before.

Zhan Qi was so anxious that his head got dizzy.

In the past three days, Professor Ge Lao, the president of the Imperial University, and everyone in the Zhan family held countless meetings and persuaded them many times, but there was no response.

They are staying in the funeral home, when will it be the end to stay like this?

In the end, everyone gave him this task and asked him to solve it within today...

He could only walk up to Su Qiao and persuade:

"Sister-in-law, time is enough, if this goes on, your bodies won't be able to hold on!"

Although they would eat every time the food was delivered, they simply dealt with it each time, and the food was delicious, and both of them lost a lot of weight in a short period of time.

Su Qiao sat there and said calmly, "No problem."

Lin Ran could break down and cry when he was uncomfortable, but Zhan Shen was always forbearing and controlling.

The suffering of adults, especially the pain of people like Zhan Shen, is often silent.

She knows that Zhan Shen needs time to digest, and she is willing to accompany him.

Zhan Qi frowned: "But you don't think about yourself, don't you worry about brother?

Brother counted, it has been eight days and eight nights without a good rest.If this goes on, I'm worried..."

Su Qiao frowned suddenly, "Has it been eight days?"

"That's right! I spent five days and five nights on the mountain before, and another three days in the funeral parlor..." Zhan Qi frowned worriedly as he spoke.

Su Qiao, who was originally indifferent, suddenly said:

"That's something to take care of."

The voice was calm and normal.

She stood up and walked towards Zhanshen step by step.

Zhan Qi and the Zhan family watched from a distance, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If Su Qiao is willing to make a move, it will definitely be resolved!

But they are also very curious about what method Su Qiao will use to solve the problem...

Everyone watched silently, waiting.

I saw Su Qiao walking behind Zhan Shen, and then, without saying a word, suddenly——

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[The author has something to say]

When writing these chapters about Zhan Jue’s death, Xiao Jiangjiang cried~ Seeing so many cuties is also very touching, give them a warm hug (づ′▽`)づ

Then a question suddenly came to mind, after Zhan Jue died, would he go to heaven or go to hell...

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