He really had no face to take her away!
He only brought her hurt, and she never showed such a smile around him.
Looking at Luo Xiaoyi's smile on the tombstone, Leng Muxiao felt that he had not given Luo Xiaoyi respect at all for his persistence.
He thought that Luo Xiaoyi had to accept the love he gave him.
He felt that his love was great, he had never given it to anyone, and since Luo Xiaoyi enjoyed this uniqueness, she should be happy.
As she said, he is a selfish person.
In front of Luo Xiaoyi, his so-called love doesn't matter.
He didn't want her to leave, but everything he did was pushing her away step by step.
He hates Qin Yanzhi and Bo Shen Yan, but how can he not be hateful himself?
There was a rumble, the clouds were gathering, and it looked like it was going to rain soon.
Ge Ling was not impatient at all. She stared at Leng Muxiao closely, not letting go of his every expression.
Xiaoyi, have you seen it?
Leng Muchiao regretted and blamed himself.
Although I know you may not be interested in this, after today, he will definitely be condemned in his heart.
At least, I took back everything that belongs to you for you.
From now on, you can reincarnate with peace of mind.
Ge Ling walked slowly towards Leng Muchiao and reached for the urn.
The attitude is very firm.
"It's going to rain, Mr. Leng, we have to bury the urn."
Leng Muxiao didn't respond. Qin Yanzhi thought about going over to grab him, but Ge Ling gave him a look indicating that he didn't need it.
"let it go."
Leng Muxiao was reluctant to let go, he wanted to stay with her all the time.
Ge Ling did not let him go, and kept playing the video on his mobile phone, and Zuo Qingqing's words kept playing back.
Leng Muxiao suffered from Lingchi again and again.
Finally, Leng Muchiao let go.
He is really not qualified to steal her ashes.
He can no longer be so selfish.
He had long since lost the qualification to be by her side.
Leng Muchiao's eyes were locked tightly on the urn. As Ge Ling moved, he followed suit, not even blinking.
Ge Ling had long expected that Leng Muxiao would let go. She held Luo Xiaoyi's ashes and felt Leng Muxiao's gaze, so she blocked it with her body.
The urn is back in place again.
This time, Ge Ling did not let others do it and buried the soil himself.
After everything was done, she looked at the tombstone and said, "Xiao Yi, I have clarified your stigma. You can rest in peace."
"Remember to come to my dreams when you have time, I will miss you very much."
Rumble, thunder and lightning.
The funeral was over, the weather was bad, and many people left.
I also ate such a big melon today, and many people shared it with their friends while walking.
Ge Ling asked Qin Yanzhi to go with him.
Qin Yanzhi glanced at Leng Muchiao worriedly, "He's still here."
"Don't worry about him. Xiao Yi doesn't even want to see him. If he sees him, Xiao Yi will definitely run away."
"I'm not afraid of him digging up the ashes, unless he wants to be struck by lightning."
Without Zuo Qingqing's video, she would never dare to leave like this.
But after knowing the truth of that year, she was not afraid of anything anymore.
The video just now made Qin Yanzhi worried. After the matter was done, he had to go back as soon as possible. He had important things waiting for him.
Qin Yanzhi also left with Ge Ling.
In front of the tombstone, it was quiet, only Leng Muchiao and his people were there.
"Mr. Leng, it's going to rain. Let's leave too."
Assistant Zhang knew that Leng Muchiao was in a bad mood, and he was deeply touched by what he had just heard.
Luo Xiaoyi once really loved Leng Muchiao with all his heart and soul, and loved Leng Muchiao more than anyone else.
But she has received too many cold, mocking, and hurtful words over the years.
Special Assistant Zhang himself felt guilty, let alone Leng Muchiao.
But the person had already been buried and the weather was bad, so there was no use staying.
Leng Muchiao's body couldn't be exposed to the rain.
But Leng Muxiao didn't move at all.
"Mr. Leng, I can't blame you for what happened before. It was all Mu Qing's fault. You were also deceived and are the victim."
Leng Muchiao laughed, "Victim?"
"Am I a victim?"
"The victim is here and from beginning to end, I'm just the abuser."
"It was me, I brought her to the cemetery."
Leng Muxiao was crying and laughing, very crazy.
Assistant Zhang looked very scared.
Leng Muchiao's situation is even crazier than before.
This is a mental breakdown.
"Mr. Leng."
Assistant Zhang wanted to say something more, but was pushed away by Leng Muchiao.
"Get out of here, get all out of here."
After Leng Muxiao finished pushing, he staggered a few steps and almost hit Luo Xiaoyi's tombstone. He grabbed the tree trunk on the side in time to steady himself.
This tree trunk was prepared to be dug away, and the cuts were pitted and sharp.
Leng Muxiao scratched his palm, and his palm was scratched, and his blood was all over the tree trunk.
Special Assistant Zhang wanted to go over there, but with that repulsive aura, he was afraid that going over there would only have the opposite effect.
We can only follow Leng Muchiao's words and take people away.
But they didn't go far, they were only a few hundred meters away.
The blood on Leng Muxiao's palm was dripping. He was startled, took off his coat and covered his hand to prevent the blood from dripping to the ground.
"You are afraid of blood, I didn't let the blood drip."
"I know you don't want to see me, and if there was blood, you wouldn't come."
"But I miss you, Luo Xiaoyi, I miss you so much."
Thinking about it now, how will he spend the rest of his life?
Maybe God also felt this sad atmosphere, and the heavy rain fell at any time.
Leng Muchiao's wounds hurt from the rain, but not long after, an umbrella was placed on his head to block the rain for him.
"Mr. Leng, your injury will only worsen. If it becomes inflamed, it will be very painful."
Assistant Zhang put all his umbrellas over Leng Muxiao, but he was hit by the rain.
Even he was beaten so hard that his whole body ached, let alone Leng Muxiao, whose body was covered with injuries.
"It hurts? I just want it to hurt."
"Go away."
He also had to taste the pain she endured.
Otherwise it would be too unfair.
This is his and her world, and Leng Muchiao doesn't want anyone to enter.
Assistant Zhang really had no choice but to persuade him.
Suddenly, he thought of his only trump card.
"Mr. Leng, you have to think about the little lady. If something happens to you, what will the little lady do?"
"Her life hangs by a thread. Miss Luo is no longer here. If even you are gone, who can save her life?"
"She is Miss Luo's only bloodline."
Special Assistant Zhang could tell that Leng Muchiao had thoughts of committing suicide, so he immediately brought up the child, fearing that Leng Muchiao would really get upset.
In the past, he would have thought it was impossible, but now that he has experienced so much, he clearly understands Leng Muxiao's feelings for Luo Xiaoyi.
That means anything can be done.
When children were mentioned, Leng Muchiao's eyes finally felt a little warm.
This is something he hasn't told Luo Xiaoyi yet.
