Chapter 370

night.

Dou Wei'er and Jing suo'suo accompany Ye Qingxin to live in Yan's old house. Ye Qingxin, as the only adult of old lady Yan, should keep a wake for her. But Jing Boyuan loves her and only lets her stay until 12 o'clock, forcing her to go back to her room to have a rest.

Like that time in T City, jingboyuan devoted himself to guarding Lingtang for ye.

Over the next six days, there was an endless stream of people coming to express their condolence. Ye Qingxin and Mr. Yan stood by, and I don't know how many times they listened to the exhortations of "take care of yourself.".

Wreaths, baskets, couplets, wreaths and memorial ceremonies filled the courtyard.

The seventh day, the funeral.

Ye Qingxin watched as Mrs. Yan was pushed into the incinerator. She realized that there was one less relative. She was lying in jingboyuan's arms. The sense of security and warmth he gave her could calm her heart.

After being buried, wave after wave of relatives and friends kowtow their heads and leave. In the drizzle, ye Qingxin looks at the person who was alive a few days ago and turns into a cold tombstone. Her mood is like the haze of the green mountains not far away.

All over, back to Yan's old house, the yard is no different from a few days ago, the servants are cleaning up.

Except, the man's gone.

There are still some follow-up issues to deal with, jingboyuan let Dou Wei'er and Jing suoso continue to accompany Ye Qingxin.

Dou Wei'er, who never goes out of the house without making up, has a plain face these days and is very well-dressed.

These days, her cell phone has been ringing.

Now it rings again and answers the phone. After that, she says impatiently: "I have something important these days. You just push the activities there. OK, don't tell me those useless things. I'm busy."

Wait for her to hang up the phone, ye Qingxin said: "if you have something to do, you can do it. It doesn't matter here."

"No matter." Dou Wei'er sat down next to Ye Qingxin again and said, "those capitalists are the best at sucking blood. If I'm too easy to talk, they can do whatever they want. Sooner or later, they will be squeezed out of blood and can't be used to them."

"I just haven't had a good rest for a long time. I'll take a few days off to accompany you."

Dou Wei'er won the top spot in the model selection. Her amazing appearance and hot figure made her famous on the Weimi show. Now she has re signed an internationally famous model company. She often runs around the world, searches for her name on the Internet, and jumps out all kinds of hard photos and messages, which are dazzling.

She has devoted all her heart to her modeling career. She has achieved a lot. What comes with her success is her confidence. In the past, she had to do whatever the company's agent told her to do. Now, she has enough capital and confidence to say "no".

Jing Suo shrinks in a corner of the sofa and nods her head to doze off. She doesn't sleep very well these days. During the day, she accompanies Ye Qingxin and is busy with her graduation thesis at night.

"Go back to your room and sleep." Ye Qingxin pats Suo Suo's knee in the next scene.

Jing suoso awoke with a start, and his eyes were wide open. After a moment, he said, "no, my brother asked me to accompany you. It's my brother's trust in me. I can't let him down."

After that, she gave a big blow.

Ye Qingxin didn't have any idea to persuade her, so he went with her.

Nearly five o'clock, jingboyuan deal with everything back, dou Wei'er and jingsuoso consciously left the space to be alone for two people.

Master Yan went back to his room to sleep as soon as he came back. He is also tired these days.

Ye Qingxin quietly nests in jingboyuan's arms and wantonly absorbs the warmth from him.

Ye Qingxin ate very little for supper. After taking a bath and lying in bed, she couldn't sleep.

The child is in Nanshan villa and is taken care of by three aunts, Mrs. Jing and he su'e. Ye Qingxin is at ease. She and Jing Boyuan live in Yan's old house. First, they don't want the yard to be empty as soon as Mrs. Yan leaves. Second, they can't bear to keep such a big house by themselves.

"Boyuan, when we get to this day, the children will be very sad, won't they?"

The dim yellow light in the courtyard illumines the outline of the bedroom. Ye Qingxin sleeps on jingboyuan's hard and firm arm and looks at the mottled light and shadow left on the ceiling when the light comes in through the window.

"Although I can't do it without being sad, I hope our children won't be too sad in the future. People will die..."

Jing Boyuan didn't open his mouth. He sprayed a little heavy breath on her head, clasped her hand, and described her auricle with his thumb.

The rough touch made her feel at ease.

These days he is very busy. Ye Qingxin knows his hard work. He hugs his waist, buries his face in his chest, listens to his heartbeat and closes his eyes.

Dou Wei'er accompanied Ye Qingxin to stay in Yan's old house for three days. On the fourth day, she left with her suitcase in a fashionable and delicate way. Jing Suo left one day earlier than her.

Half a month later, ye Qingxin proposes to let Mr. Yan move to Nanshan villa. He is the only one in Yan's old house. Ye Qingxin is not at ease and can't bear to let him live here alone.

Mr. Yan refused. He said he wanted to stay. He felt that Mrs. Yan was still there.

Ye Qingxin advised for a long time, but Yan didn't let go. Ye Qingxin couldn't, so she had to tell the servant to take care of the old man again and again. If anything happened, call her immediately.

When she returned to Nanshan villa, she had the illusion that she was separated from others.

At the beginning of June, the three kids had been ten months. On the lawn, Mrs. Jing and he su'e helped Niannian and Chaochao to practice walking. The little guy walked with his legs in a good shape. Twilight stood there with an outdoor cane chair to watch his brothers practice walking.

Year after year, he Chaochao saw Ye Qingxin and rushed to her side with his legs. He was afraid of falling behind.

During this period of time, they get together less and leave more, and their love for ye has not become strange at all.

Ye Qingxin squatted down and opened his arms to meet them.

The soft little body pours into her arms one after another. Ye Qingxin hugs them and suddenly tears come down.

Her relatives will leave one by one, but at the same time, new relatives will be born one by one.

"The past is gone. Look ahead." Old lady Jing knew that ye Qingxin was thinking of old lady Yan. She sighed and comforted her.

Chao chao stares at the tears on Ye Qingxin's face curiously for a moment. He reaches out his fat little hand to wipe them, as if to dry her tears. Every year, he goes to wipe the tears on the other side of Ye Qingxin.

Soft hands and strength, directly soft to the heart of Ye Qingxin.

He su'e saw that he also wanted to participate in the interaction with his mother. She went to him and asked him, "do you want to go to my mother's side?"

Mu Mu looked up at he su'e and said, "ah.".

Twilight looks like jingboyuan the most. Her eyes and nose are carved in the same mold as jingboyuan. Even her mouth is octagonal. Her character is as quiet as that of jingboyuan when she was a child. He su'e's eyes are more and more gentle. She takes two hands of twilight and walks towards Ye Qingxin.

When we get to Ye Qingxin's side, dusk pours into Ye Qingxin's arms, makes a tone similar to "Mama" to Ye Qingxin, and then reaches out her fleshy hand to wipe Ye Qingxin's eyes.

The kindness of the three little guys warms Ye Qingxin. She holds her three sons in her arms.

Jingboyuan stood beside the car, holding the car key in his hand, looking at his wife and son with deep and gentle eyes.

When he su'e comes to him, Jing Boyuan takes back his eyes from his wife and children and looks at her. Although the relationship between them has eased, the estrangement has not completely disappeared.

"What's the matter?" Jing Boyuan asked distantly.

He su'e didn't look at him, and her eyes fell on an unknown little wild flower not far away. The gardener would come to repair it regularly in the yard, and it would not grow any uninvited flowers and plants. It is very valuable that this little grass can grow up to now and still bloom.

"Your father wants to get back together with me, but I have never agreed. The incident 16 years ago brought irreparable harm to you, your father, me and him..."

Speaking of this, he su'e's throat seemed to be strangled, and some could not say what to say next.

Su Muchen paid her life in that incident. She didn't know why he committed suicide, but she knew that it must have something to do with her.

Jingboyuan's free hand is inserted in his trouser pocket, and the index finger of the other hand is pulled down on the key ring, like a kind of unconscious small action.

After a moment's silence, he said, "life is short."

This is a bit endless, he su'e Leng for a long time, just understand his meaning.

Life is very short, not too much time for people to waste and tangle, want to do something, as early as possible.

He su'e's eyes are hot. "Don't you mind?"

Jing Boyuan looked at the picture of his son's toddler, his voice drifting away, "he doesn't mind, I have any position to mind."