I was reborn as the daughter-in-law of my crush

"Boss Gong, I beg you, please drive faster, I'm afraid my mother won't let it go."

Due to the distance, Gu Qingchuan couldn't see the expression on his mother's face clearly, but seeing her standing quietly on the bridge, he was afraid that his mother would be overwhelmed by losing him, so he could only beg Gong Chen to drive faster.

Gong Chen also noticed something strange about Mrs. Lin, afraid that Mrs. Lin would be overwhelmed, so he stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Mrs. Lin quickly.

However, a shocking scene happened. Lin Yuxi, who was standing on the bridge, threw the urn in his hand off the bridge, then sat back in the taxi with an indifferent face, and walked away.

"What happened?" Gu Qingchuan still couldn't believe his eyes.

Fake, how could my mother throw away my ashes?

No matter how cold the relationship between their mother and child is, they still wouldn't throw away his ashes!

Gong Chen didn't know how to answer Gu Qingchuan's question, because Lin Yuxi's supernatural operation also confused him.

Gong Chen drove the car to the bridge, but before the car stopped, Gu Qingchuan quickly got off the car and ran towards the bridge.

Gu Qingchuan lay on the guardrail and looked at the river below. Since it hadn't rained recently, the river had already dried up, exposing a potholed and overgrown riverbed.

Gu Qingchuan looked around, and finally saw the urn thrown away by his own mother in a cluster of weeds.

Due to the high height of the bridge, the lid of the urn fell open, and the ashes inside were scattered all over the ground. The white ashes were particularly conspicuous in the gray-black river bed.

He walked around the bridge, walked into the dry river, and walked towards his urn with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He knelt down and looked at the ashes scattered on the ground, his heart was filled with pain, and the time he spent with his mother when he was young flashed through his mind.

When he made a mistake, his mother never beat or scolded him.

When he got excellent grades, his mother ignored him.

His mother never comforted him when he was sad.

……

It seems that I am a transparent person, never appearing in my mother's eyes.

Mom, do you hate me that much?

No matter how hard I try, how to get your attention, you never look at me, am I... really your son?

Water mist rose from his eyes, and what he saw gradually became blurred. He didn't want to cry, but just recalled the bits and pieces of the past, and the sad tears couldn't stop flowing.

He bit his lower lip tightly, suppressing the tears in his eyes, picked up the ashes scattered on the ground with trembling hands, and put them into the urn.Some ashes stuck to the soil, but he didn't care much, and put them into the urn together with the soil.

After all, the tears couldn't be held back, and fell into his ashes. He sniffed, looking at the ashes that had turned gray and black, his eyes were blurred again.

Fearing that his tears would fall into the urn again, he hastily closed the lid of the urn and walked slowly towards the shore.

Even though the distance was very short, it seemed that all his strength had been exhausted. As soon as he reached the shore, he fell down on the weed-grown ground in a state of weakness.

But he held the urn in his arms tightly with both hands, and looked at the distance helplessly, like a poor child who was abandoned.

Gong Chen, who was standing on the bridge, looked at Gu Qingchuan at this moment, feeling a little sore in his heart.

He didn't know whether he felt sorry for Su Qi who showed this expression, or the Gu Qingchuan in Su Qi's body.

He walked slowly to Gu Qingchuan's side, wanting to say something comforting, but Gu Qingchuan spoke first, "Gong Chen, I want to be alone."

Gong Chen nodded, and took a few steps back, leaving room for Gu Qingchuan to be alone.

Time passed slowly, the last ray of the sun sank into the horizon, and darkness enveloped the entire world.

Gong Chen looked at Gu Qingchuan who was still sitting motionless on the bank, and sighed softly, "Gu Qingchuan, it's getting dark, it's time to go back."

Hearing Gong Chen's voice, Gu Qingchuan, like an old monk in meditation, came back to his senses. He looked at the darkened sky with a tired expression.

Holding his urn in his arms, he slowly got up and walked towards the car parked by the side of the road.

Gong Chen followed behind him, and when he saw him get into the car, he got into the driver's seat.

"Gu Qingchuan, I'll have someone bury your ashes for you. Which cemetery do you like, and I can arrange it for you?"

Gong Chen felt awkward after asking this question, why did it sound like he was cursing someone?

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't think it's necessary." Gu Qingchuan shook his head, declining Gong Chen's kindness.

Even my own mother threw away her ashes at will, so there is no need to put the ashes in the cemetery, and no one will remember him in the future, so what's the point of putting them in the cemetery?

This is also good, no worries, no cares, wait until the day when I leave, I will walk in a chic way.

"But you can't hold this urn all day long." Gong Chen doesn't care, but when outsiders see it, how terrifying is it?

"I'll just find a place where no one is around and sprinkle it later." Gu Qingchuan said it very easily.

After sitting for an entire afternoon, he also thought about it, ashes, if you say tall and noble, they are called ashes, but in common terms, they are just a handful of ashes.

A handful of ashes can be scattered anywhere.

Besides, he has already made a lot of money by borrowing from Su Qi.

As for his mother, he still has hundreds of thousands of inheritance. As long as his mother saves a little money, she will definitely be able to provide for the elderly.

"You are polluting the environment." Gong Chen frowned. Since ancient times, Chinese people have paid attention to returning fallen leaves to their roots. How can there be any reason to scatter ashes everywhere after cremation?

Not to mention polluted air, after being known by others, even eighteen generations of ancestors may have to be greeted cordially.

"Forehead…"

After thinking about it, Gu Qingchuan thought it was right, the current environment is not good, if everyone scattered ashes like him, then every breath of air that people breathe may be mixed with other people's ashes.

He said to Gong Chen: "Why don't I bury my ashes in Qingshan Cemetery!"

At least one of his good friends is buried there, and when he dies, he can still chat with his good friends and tell about the suffering in this world.

Gong Chen made a note, and he drove back to the city center directly.

In the basement of the hotel, after getting off the car, Gu Qingchuan was hesitating whether to carry the urn in his arms into the hotel, but saw a tall man approaching, took the urn in his hand, turned and left.

"What's the situation?" Gu Qingchuan looked at the man who left without saying a word, holding the urn, with a confused look on his face.

"That's my bodyguard, called Lu Beifeng, he will bury your ashes well." Gong Chen closed the car door, left these words and walked to the elevator.

"Oh!" Gu Qingchuan nodded, and then remembered who Gong Chen had called in the car before. At that time, he was thinking about his own affairs, so he didn't hear what Gong Chen said.

He caught up with Gong Chen and started to tease, "It's better for you rich people, there are people who can help you with everything."

Unlike him, you have to do everything yourself.

Gong Chen turned a deaf ear to his teasing.

He cast a glance at Gu Qingchuan, who was in a better mood, and didn't know whether to say that he was big-hearted or heartless. Being so sad and sad about being thrown away by his mother, he walked out in one afternoon.