The tyrant and his petite flower

Xiao Mu pretended not to see it, took the broom in his hand, cleaned up the shards of glass, then turned around and went to the kitchen to bring the meal.

After eating, he had to go to the hospital to go through various funeral procedures. Chen Moyun lowered his head, feeling as heavy as a lead weight.

Uncle Chen left him just like that, but in the end he still couldn't make him fulfill his filial piety.

In front of the hospital corridor, he saw that Uncle Chen was covered under a white sheet, his eyes were half closed, and his outstretched hands hung empty in the air, as if trying to grab something.

But only a lonely posture was left.

The relatives Chen Moyun cared about left one by one. He suddenly felt empty in his heart, and listened carefully to the sound of a strong wind blowing.

After just two mouthfuls of rice, he felt that he couldn't take it anymore, and his stomach was overwhelmed with discomfort.

Putting down the chopsticks and running to the bathroom, Chen Moyun vomited into the toilet while arching his body.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Mu came over immediately, stood behind him and handed him a clean towel.

Chen Moyun washed his face twice, took the towel and whispered, "Thank you."

Xiao Mu frowned and asked, "Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

Chen Moyun nodded, put the towel on the shelf, rubbed his abdomen and said, "It's just a little disgusting."

In his early years, he suffered from motion sickness and could not ride on an empty stomach.Otherwise, the spinning dizziness would hit him one after another, making him want to spit out everything in his stomach.

That's how he feels now, doesn't want to cry, can't say how sad, just wants to vomit.

Xiao Mu patted his back lightly, frowned and said, "I'll go to the hospital in the afternoon, I have acquaintances, and I'll finish things in a while, so you can rest at home and let An An accompany you for a walk It's okay to relax."

"No." Chen Moyun shook his head, his voice was firm, "I want to send Uncle Chen away, he will be afraid if he can't see me."

Xiao Mu clenched his hand, said with a sore nose, "Well, then let's go together. Send Uncle Chen for the last journey."

In the hospital morgue, he knelt in front of Uncle Chen, watching the funeral make-up for Uncle Chen.As a result, his pale face became rosy, and a blush appeared on Uncle Chen's withered face, and there seemed to be a serene smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chen Moyun had heard people say that the dead would keep smiling because of the relaxation of facial muscles.

Uncle Chen also smiled because he was relieved from the pain?

Chen Moyun lowered his head and touched his already cold hands, as well as the rough arms, forehead, and sunken cheeks.

Tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, dripping on the white daisy on Uncle Chen's chest.

Chen Moyun closed his eyes and stood up.

He didn't want Uncle Chen to see him crying, because it was said that people in the underworld would turn their heads when they heard the sound of crying, so they couldn't leave.

Xiao Mu hugged Chen Moyun silently, hugged him in his arms, and said softly: "Uncle Chen, let's go."

Uncle Chen was buried in a cemetery near the river, not too far from where they lived. Chen Moyun opened the window and could see the dense bamboo behind the cemetery.

People who pass away will be turned into a gust of wind, so Chen Moyun can hear the sound of the night wind blowing the pines, and the sound of peace in his heart from a long distance away.

An An has been very busy recently, but she didn't forget to take time to come and talk with him.

It should be Xiao Mu's request. He has been running back and forth to help recently.

Chen Moyun sighed, feeling more and more debts in his heart, only felt that Xiao Mu would soon be able to repay what he owed.

An An has been in the clothing business recently and made a small fortune, and she is much more energetic than before.

Because of that independent temperament, she can confidently live the life she wants, even if she cuts off all contact with her family, she can still live proudly.

In fact, Chen Moyun has always been envious of An An's state, daring to love and hate, loved, got hurt, and then turned around and left, even if his heart hurts enough to vomit blood, he would not look back.

Therefore, Fang Qin was just an insignificant passer-by to her.

The two were lying on the sofa watching a movie, Guaibao and Diandian lay lazily by their feet, and the two little ones gritted their teeth occasionally.

An An hugged the pillow, glanced at him sideways, and said lightly: "I heard that you were engaged at that time?"

Chen Moyun's expression changed instantly, then he nodded and said, "Yes."

"That's the best way. Get married and save yourself from harming others. He owes you so much, so you can't just let it go! Besides, Uncle Chen, isn't it because of him..." An An said the words directly without going through the brain, Glancing at Chen Moyun's face from the corner of the eye, he let out a soft pooh with regret, and then continued to say sternly, "In my opinion, taking his company over is the lightest punishment, at least let him feel it." What does it feel like to have a broken family? This kind of person is the most hateful, and it's not worth your soft-heartedness towards him. "

Chen Moyun didn't speak, stretched out his slender fingers, and scratched Guaibao's back.

An An wrinkled her nose, took a sip of tea and said, "Do you still have feelings for him?"

Ah Mo has always been soft-hearted and easily moved, and he doesn't want to see others treat him a little bit better.Since Yuan Shi lost his memory, that person seemed to have changed, and his attitude towards Chen Moyun was also very gentle.

She was afraid that Ah Mo would be stupid again, and felt that she still liked him and wanted to be with him again.

Chen Moyun saw the worry in her eyes, smiled lightly and said: "I will never see him again in my life. It is even more impossible to be with him."

Uncle Chen's last words were a burden that he couldn't let go of no matter what.

There are mountains and rivers between him and Yuan Shi, even if he could forgive Yuan Shi, Uncle Chen would not be able to.

Besides, Yuan Shi had already forgotten all the unhappy things in the past.

It's meaningless to pursue it any further. He can't stop her from getting married.

Everyone has his own choice, he got enough back, the best choice is to disappear from the rivers and lakes.

An An happily patted the pillow: "Hey, hey, yes, how do you say a poem?"

The mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to pity the people in front of you.

Chen Moyun looked down at the text message sent by Xiao Mu on the phone: "Have you taken stomach medicine? Are you still feeling sick?"

Typed a line and sent it to him: "Eat. I'm chatting with An'an now, don't worry about me."

Isn't the person in front of him right here, Chen Moyun took a deep breath and told himself.

Yuan Jie sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, watching his brother smoke one after another.

Then Yuan Shi suddenly took off the plain ring on his ring finger and threw it on the table, saying: "Brother, I don't know why, but my heart is empty."

Yuan Jie ignored him, casually replied a text message, and clicked his tongue: "Xiao Sheng is going to France for a business trip."

Yuan Jie didn't listen to his words at all, Yuan Shi gave him a hard look, and continued to smoke depressedly.

He deleted Chen Moyun's WeChat, and blocked his phone call.Although he knew that Chen Moyun would not take the initiative to contact him, he didn't even want to keep the last thought to himself.

There is only Weibo, and he always wants to check it if he has nothing to do.

Weibo can be found from the list even if it is blocked, and it cannot be deleted even if it is deleted.

Because he still remembered Chen Moyun's ID and Chen Moyun's account number.

The password of Chen Moyun's Weibo.

And all of Chen Moyun's daily state.

Chen Moyun usually likes to read a book before going to bed, and his work and rest are quite regular, and he goes to bed at ten o'clock.

Before going to bed, I will post a Weibo, some innocuous daily life.

In the past few days, Yuan Shi has almost memorized every one of his Weibo by heart, from the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the beginning.

Chen Moyun has accumulated a few years of Weibo, but there are only more than 200 short ones.

The soot fell on the screen of the phone, and he shook it off lightly. He clicked on the photo Chen Moyun sent a few days ago and looked at it vigorously.

In the corner of the table is Xiao Mu.

These two should be very happy.

Fuck, he never felt so great about himself.Take the initiative to withdraw and help others.

"That Victoria's Secret show, you really don't want to go to see it?" Yuan Jie suddenly interrupted, interrupting Yuan's train of thought.

"Why did you pull me on?" Yuan Shi said while pinching his cigarette.

"Relax."

"That's fine." Yuan Shi frowned and thought for a while, "I don't want to see Xiao Sheng's coffin face, you'd better not let me have direct contact with him."

"Okay." Yuan Jie happily closed the phone.

The next day, the two took a plane and flew to Paris.

Xiao Sheng picked up people at the airport, dressed in black, and stood at the security checkpoint, looking like a death-defying Grim Reaper, his eyes were fixed on Yuan Shi who was about to walk over, and he didn't move at all.

Yuan Shi took off his sunglasses, looked at him, and snorted disdainfully.

The two passed through the security check, Xiao Sheng directly pulled Yuan Jie aside, frowned and asked him: "Come to accompany me on a business trip, are you still dragging your family?"

"Isn't my brother in a bad mood? Take him out to play and watch a show."

"Isn't it just an underwear show? Have you been thinking about it for half a month?" Xiao Sheng said through gritted teeth, "What's so interesting."

At that time, Yuan walked between the two of them with a blank expression, and pulled his brother over: "Let's go to the hotel to have something to eat first. I slept all the time on the plane, and now I'm hungry."

Xiao Sheng also held Yuan Jie's hand tightly, looked at Yuan Shi indifferently and said, "Let go."

Yuan ignored him at the time, and directly dragged Yuan Jie forward.

Let alone holding hands, the two brothers sat in a pool with their buttocks naked when they were young and took a bath. Xiao Sheng didn't know what kind of vinegar he was eating, but he could eat it on himself.

At that time, he didn't even give him a look. In his opinion, the members of the Xiao family were all crazy.

Yuan Jie ignored Xiao Sheng, gently separated his hands, and uttered a word: "Get lost."

Xiao Sheng's face darkened in an instant, and he followed behind the two of them with an expression of displeasure.

"You know this place well, hurry up and find a restaurant, and take the two of us to have a meal together." Yuan Jie looked at the directions on the map, but couldn't find anything north or south.

Yuanshi even looked like he refused to communicate, so he could only ask Xiao Sheng for help.

Xiao Sheng glanced at Yuan Shi, and snorted disdainfully: "Steal my boyfriend, and you want me to treat him to dinner?"

"There's something wrong with you." Yuan Jie couldn't help clarifying his position, "This is my fucking brother, what do you mean stealing your boyfriend?"

"Fuck, I originally booked a couple's suite." Xiao Sheng pointed to the software on the phone and said, "Don't think I didn't see it. As soon as he comes, you can change it to a three-person standard room for me."

Yuan Shi heard it, and gave Xiao Sheng a sharp reaction: "What did you say? Let me sleep between you two?!"

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