"It doesn't matter, Chen. You must be guilty for not taking good care of my father, right? It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. Who made my father suddenly ill? "

Chang Chu takes the initiative to help Sheng Yuchen explain to himself, because only this explanation can make him feel better!

Sheng Yuchen let Chang Chu shake his arm, or that look, that look.

"Chen, where is my father's ashes? Will you accompany me to bury my father tomorrow? "

Sheng Yuchen eyebrow moved, did not agree.

"Chen, please, I'm alone. I really don't know what to do? I myself... "

Chang Chu's tears suddenly flow more fierce.

"Myself? myself? Chen, I really have only myself... "

Chang Chu pulls his sleeve, kneels down on the ground like that, holding Sheng Yuchen's hand, just like holding the last straw.

That's too sad, too helpless.

Sheng Yuchen stands there straight, drooping at the foot of Chang Chu, eyes in a complex.

"... I promise you."

Chang Chu raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, but his eyes were filled with joy.

"Thank you, Chen..."

Sheng Yuchen pulls back the sleeve from Chang Chu's hand, turns around and orders the left wing, "send her back!"

"Yes

The left wing responded, went to Chang Chu and pulled him up from the ground.

Chang Chu looks at Sheng Yuchen's back and knows that he doesn't want to send her back in person. He opens his lips and purses them again. Finally, he bites his lips and goes out with the left wing with tears of grievance.

-

Sheng Yuchen finished washing, and did not go to Mu Chuqing's bedroom, but to the study.

Standing by the window, with a cigarette between his slender fingers, his deep eyes are looking out of the window.

He hasn't closed his eyes for nearly twenty-four hours.

Because he was worried that mu Chuqing would really make a fuss and fast, he gave up his business in the United States and rushed back overnight. After more than ten hours, he came to this side of the night from the other side of the night.

He took a deep breath of the smoke and let it run into his lungs. Then he circled and spat it out heavily.

It's like a long sigh.

Even he felt that there were too many sighs recently.

Tired!

Tired both physically and mentally!

The past few months have been more difficult than the past three years.

One thing after another, everything should be in control, but little bit out of control.

He is in a hurry.

With only a dozen days left, things emerge in an endless stream.

Now Chang Chu knows that Chang Yikuan died

In the dark, they are forcing him to find the weapon list immediately.

But where could it be?

The second cigarette in his hand has been burnt out, and Sheng Yuchen wants to smoke again. However, he pulls out half of the third cigarette and pushes it into the cigarette box.

He threw the cigarette box on the table, turned around and went into the bathroom of the study, gargled and left.

Almost needless to think, where mu Chuqing is, Sheng Yuchen will go.

Be lifted by the angle, and then the soft big bed slowly collapses, and then, a breath that belongs to Sheng Yuchen flavor instantly covers mu Chuqing. Then, he gently raises mu Chuqing's head and puts it on his arm.

Mu Chuqing's small face is facing her, and she is also looking at him with open eyes at the moment.

Sheng Yuchen gentle smile, bow to fall a kiss on her lips.

"Good night!"

"I hate the smell of smoke!" Mu Chuqing said suddenly.

"Well, I won't smoke any more!"