The wind Yi Chen looks at Lin old man son, a long time unexpectedly can't find the wording.

The old man probably felt that his words touched the young man in front of him and pulled his lips bitterly: "this is the agreement I made with Yu Minghui when I was deeply in love. At that time, she was obedient to me and always asked if I would be buried with my ex-wife after I died."

The wind Yi Chen brow frowned.

"You know the custom, a dead wife has been buried. After my death, both can be buried beside me."

The wind Yi Chen nods, "this is a kind of custom indeed, all are your wife, such arrangement has no objection."

"So I told her that." Mr. Lin seems to be remembering something. From the bottom of his eyes, we can see that there is a beautiful memory of the past life.

The wind Yi Chen looked, some unbearable, but also some helpless.

"Ah Hui feels that I have a deep feeling for my wife in front of me. She wants to be buried in an urn with me, saying she wants to be closer."

The wind Yi Chen frowns, can't understand the woman's careful thought, this probably is the man and the woman's thought is not the same.

Women like to compare this kind of small romance, small favor, always feel like a step further.

"Death is dead. Where is it buried? Is it interesting?" The wind Yi Chen cannot help but ask.

Mr. Lin said, "I think so, but I promised her at that time. At that time, she was only 21 years old. She was very young and very cute. I knew it was difficult for her to ask her to be the stepmother of three children. But I had no choice. As a father, I always had to be responsible for the three children."

"There's nothing wrong with that." Feng Yi Chen nods: "but you seem to spoil your child too much."

"Yes, I dote on my children. I make my wife suffer injustice. I always feel that she will get older and older. As she grows older, she will understand my mood. After all, the children have lost their mother and can't lose their father."

"So when you are wronged, you can't be positive. When you encounter injustice, you don't correct it. You always let your wife bear the unfair treatment." Feng Yi Chen word by word: "to the end of the conflict intensified to a peak, you can't end, can only force your wife away."

Mr. Lin had no words and could not speak anything. He could only look at the wind Yi Chen in front of him, with a strong sense of remorse and remorse in his eyes.

The wind Yi Chen also looks at him, two people face to face.

After a long time, the old man said, "promise me, I feel like I can't live tonight."

The wind Yi Chen heart a tight, eyebrow pick up: "you this old man really, you this can't rely on people, I can't help, I said, I can't let Gu Hao sad."

"You can tell her what I think." The old man said, "this is also her grandmother's idea. Otherwise, after so many years, why did she go to Jibei and never get married again? Perhaps, she has always had me in her heart, but we are both hard-working people, who will not bow their heads

"Really, don't hurt me." Feng Yi Chen said: "Gu Hao has always been sorry for her grandmother. She has not seen the last side. She has been very sad. She has always felt that her grandmother's misfortune is caused by you. It's really inappropriate for me to tell her this."

"I'm not right." The old man said.

The wind Yi Chen sees the old man to admit the mistake with oneself, return so have no breath, he took a breath, way: "so, you still talk with Zhong Huai."

Mr. Lin shook his head: "no, you can tell me. If they are really in trouble, it's OK."

The wind Yi Chen Zheng under, for a long time did not answer a word.

This state of the old man is to admit his fate, and after hard work, he is resigned to his fate.

As a result, he knew that he was out of his ability.

The old man looked up at him and could not wait for an answer.

The wind Yi Chen sees him to see oneself, Zheng below, way: "you finish saying? Can I go now? "

Lin's eyes were filled with disappointment.

The wind Yi Chen all a bit not bear heart.

He laughed and turned away.

Looking at his back, Mr. Lin said, "I thought you would understand me. It seems that I am too extravagant."

Feng Yi Chen back a stiff, way: "you these request, I give Lin Zhonghuai and Gu good all take, as to the result how, really not I can decide."

"Well, thank you." Master Lin said.

"Take care." Feng Yi Chen still didn't look back. He also knew that, in fact, the old man didn't have much time. He might have lived by one breath before. Now it's this breath. It's broken. The time is coming.

As soon as he came out, he saw Lin Zhonghuai and Lin Chengdian standing at the door.

They are all stupidly looking at the wind Yi Chen.

Wind Yi Chen closed the door, this just low voice opens a way: "just now, you all heard, that is just right, need not I repeat one by one again."

Lin Zhonghuai did not speak, and went out with the wind Yi Chen.Lin Chengdian immediately called out, "Zhonghuai, what should I do tonight?"

Lin Zhonghuai was speechless.

The wind Yi Chen turns a body to say: "how to do, you see to do, this Lin family eldest brother caught in, old two also caught in, now is you top, but your father lies in inside."

Lin Chengdian immediately nodded: "I will take good care of the old man."

Wind Yi Chen is also lazy to pay attention to him again, and Lin Zhonghuai walked out together.

Soon, they were in the parking lot.

Feng Yi Chen says to him: "how do you think?"

Lin Zhonghuai's deep eyes looked at him. In the dark, his face was dignified, his handsome face was indifferent, and he had a feeling of complete realization.

"I'm in a dilemma now. Should I tell Gu hao?" The wind Yi Chen lowers the Mou son, a bit agitated, touched next pocket, found cigarette box, take out immediately, lit one.

He took a deep puff, puffed out the rim of his eyes, and the scarlet flames were dotted, reflecting his excellent countenance, and his brows were locked.

Lin Zhonghuai also lit a cigarette and smoked with Feng Yi Chen.

Two men smoked half a cigarette.

Lin Zhonghuai said: "don't tell Gu Hao. Girls are soft in heart and don't have to worry about it."

Feng Yi Chen one Leng, "you mean, won't promise the request of the old man son, also don't want to take good care of to promise?"

Lin Zhonghuai eyebrows deep frown, staring at the wind Yi Chen.

Obviously, that's not what it means.

"Do you care?" In fact, you are afraid of the wind

Lin Zhonghuai's star eyes twinkled and did not speak. He just outlined the corners of his lips. He looked like he was being guessed.

"Uphold justice." Wind Yi Chen sink voice way.

With this, he can be a good cousin.

"I know my grandfather's time is coming." Lin Zhonghuai said: "this result is not what I want."

It happened because of myself.

He has some remorse and some relief. In short, his mood is extremely complicated.

"Go home first." Wind Yi Chen way: "go back to say again."