Lu Qiyue has been hiding in his room crying for two days.

Xu Muzhe was worried about him. He stood at the door of the bedroom with dinner and knocked on the door.

"Xiao Yue, please open the door and let me in. You haven't eaten for two days and you will be starving."

After waiting for a minute, Lu Qiyue still didn't open the door.

Xu Muchhe pressed his ear against the door and listened intently to what was going on inside.

There were only faint sobs.

Xu Muchhe sighed. Originally, he didn't want to tell Lu Qiyue about Zhang Manli's death.

But Lu Qiyue's personality is too sensitive. If he keeps hiding it, it will make things worse.

After much deliberation, Xu Muchhe informed Lu Qiyue of the news.

After Lu Qiyue found out, he was stunned and his thoughts were blank for a long time.

Then he came to their house without a trace, locked himself in the bedroom, and refused to come out.

Seeing how sad Lu Qiyue was, Xu Muche regretted not hiding it from him.

Xu Muchhe was worried that his body would not be able to bear it, so he finally took out the key and opened the door.

The bedroom was very dark, and Lu Qiyue was huddled in the corner, burying his head in his knees.

Xu Muchhe walked over lightly, then slowly squatted down in front of him.

"Xiao Yue, don't cry. Your mother doesn't want you to be so sad."

Lu Qiyue shook his head and cried, "It's all my fault. I was the one who killed my mother. If I had handed over my heart obediently, she wouldn't have died."

Xu Muchhe frowned, and his voice became stern, "Have you forgotten how you promised me? Didn't you agree not to have such thoughts?"

Lu Qiyue raised his head and looked at Xu Muchhe with eyes swollen from crying, "But if it weren't for me, my mother wouldn't have to be like this."

"Have you ever thought that your mother would be really sad if you gave her heart away?"

Lu Qiyue's eyes showed confusion, "How could that be?"

"She would rather sacrifice her own life to keep you safe. Just based on this, isn't it clear enough?"

"I..." Lu Qiyue was speechless to retort.

It was because he understood that Zhang Manli loved him that Lu Qiyue felt guilty and painful.

Lu Qiyue lowered his head and whispered, "Mom finally accepted me, but she left like this. I really can't accept it."

Xu Muchhe also knew that he shouldn't hurt Lu Qiyue at this time.

He took the other person into his arms and said gently, "I also feel very sorry about auntie's matter. But it has already happened, and there is nothing we can do to change it."

Lu Qiyue leaned his head on Xu Muchhe's shoulder and tried to digest the matter.

At this time, someone rang the door.

Xu Muchhe let go of him, "I'll open the door first."

Lu Qiyue nodded blankly.

Xu Muchhe opened the door and found that it was the courier who rang the doorbell.

"You are Mr. Xu Muchhe, right? There is a document here that you need to sign for."

Xu Muchhe signed with a confused expression. After getting the document, he tore open the seal and found that it was a letter written by Zhang Manli to Lu Qiyue.

Xu Muchhe hurried back to the bedroom and said to Lu Qiyue, who was still crying, "Xiao Yue, this is a letter from your mother."

Lu Qiyue suddenly raised his head and stared at the thing in Xu Muche's hand.

Xu Muchhe gave it to him and then walked out, leaving space for him.

Half an hour later, Lu Qiyue finally came out of the bedroom.

He wiped away the tears on his face and said to Xu Muchhe, "Muzhe, I want to eat. I want to listen to my mother and live well."

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