In that instant, she felt as if she had walked into hell.
She slowly raised her hand and pulled Mu Qianchu’s hand down, raising her eyes to look forward.
On the huge bed, Xu Bingxin was lying on it wearing an old-fashioned shirt. She looked calm, as if she was in deep sleep, but there was a silver gun in her hands.
He looked at Shi Xiaonian, not daring to tell her this fact.
Shi Xiaonian tried to stand up, but she couldn’t. She decided to just crawl forward.
Mu Qianchu pulled her from the back, “minuscule thought, don’t be like this.
After a long while, she reached out to take the paper, lowered her eyes, and looked at the contents on it —
When the news of Sui Tao’s death came back, I made this decision. Don’t be sad for me, I am very happy, because I went to heaven, heaven has music, waves, as well as Xiao Yu, there is Jiantao, it makes me yearn. But I’m sorry for you. I left you once, more than twenty years ago, and now I’m going to leave you again. I’m a selfish mother to you. I hesitated, too, but I yearned for that place. I’m sorry, my dear daughter.
Mother blesses you, you will be happy, you will be happy, you will have everything good in this world.]
It was written under my father’s Italian.
If her parents were watching her from somewhere, would they be able to hold hands and go to her brother?
Maybe my mother was really happy.
“…”
Just as he walked to the door, Shi Xiaonian’s wooden voice sounded from his room, “I want to return home.”
Mu Qianchu’s figure became sluggish, and a hint of displeasure flashed past his eyes. He turned around and looked at Shi Xiaonian, and said in a low voice, “This is Xi Family, the place that your parents have left for you. Where do you want to go back?”
“Go back to my daughter’s side, go back and find Gong Ou.”