Chapter 231 Unless I Die
Long Qingyue's body was very weak then, and the fever had not completely subsided. It was not suitable for him to go out at all, but he insisted on going to Mu Luozhong's funeral.
Rong Dong'er was worried about him and wanted to go with him, but Long Qingyue firmly refused. Ling Shaobai saw that he had made up his mind, so he could only give him an injection and asked him to take medicine, and informed Feng Siye. Then he ordered someone to prepare a car to accompany him to Mu's house.
Rong Dong'er looked at the figure of Long Qingyue leaving, and stamped angrily. Her eyes rolled, and a cold smile rose from her mouth.
In the Mu's house.
Long Qingyue walked in slowly, and at a glance, he saw Mu Nuanxin kneeling at the edge of the mourning hall. He had not seen her for three days. She was a lot more haggard. Her eyes were blank, and she was completely immersed in her own sadness.
"Long Qingyue!" Tang Xiu's voice awakened Mu Nuanxin. Her heart trembled a few times, and she raised her head suddenly. She really saw the figure she was most familiar with, which was walking slowly into the mourning hall.
"You murderer, what are you doing here? Get out, get out of here immediately!" Mu Qiqi stood up excitedly and rushed towards Long Qingyue frantically. Her eyes were filled with hatred.
"Qiqi...don't do this!" Mu Nuanxin stood up and wanted to hold her sister, but because she knelt for too long, her legs were numb and she almost fell.
Fortunately, Tang Xiu helped her up in time.
Seeing this, Feng Siye and Ling Shaobai, who were following behind Long Qingyue, rushed out immediately and stopped Mu Qiqi, who was rushing like crazy. But they didn't dare to put their strength, for fear of hurting her.
Mu Qiqi was scratching and biting at the two of them, screaming desperately. Her hair was all loose, and even her mourning dress was messed up.
The scene was chaotic.
Long Qingyue stood on the spot, at that moment he couldn't hear or see anything. Only the pale and frail figure on the opposite side was in his eyes. He walked towards her step by step. His weak and tall body trembled slightly.
Mu Nuanxin's heart clenched fiercely, tears welling up in her eyes unconsciously. He was still fresh in her mind when he passed out that day. At that moment, her heart seemed to be cut into pieces, dripping with blood. It hurt so hard that she couldn't breathe...
Finally he was in front of her. He stared at her deeply, the thrilling pain in his black eyes made her close her eyes painfully.
"Nuanxin, if you want to divorce me because I accidentally killed Mu Luozhong, I won't agree. This matter is not what you think, I can explain it." His voice was hoarse.
Tang Xiu listened on the side, and looked at the girl beside him in surprise. He knew that she and Long Qingyue had an unusual relationship, but he never thought that she and he were already married, and a trace of pain flashed in his black eyes.
"What else is there to explain? Is there any other way we can go now? When you shot my dad, it was all over between us. I don't know what to do with you and I don't know how to face my father in heaven."
People say that the grace of parenting is greater than the grace of giving birth. How could she still be with the person who killed her father after he was killed?
She was already very unfilial because she couldn't revenge for her father. How could she continue to be with him.
Even if they were together grudgingly, how could they be happy!
Besides, before her father died, he left those last words...
Thinking of this, Mu Nuanxin was really desperate. Maybe her life was destined to be a tragedy. With such a heavy shackle on her, how could she be happy in the future!
"No matter what you say, I will never agree to a divorce unless I die!"
Long Qingyue coughed a bit unbearably. His face was pale and almost transparent, as if it would disappear at any time. The stinging pain nearly split his eyes, but his mind became more and more firm and clear. As he became more and more sober, the burning pain became clearer.
Mu Nuanxin looked at him in shock. His expression was so firm and serious. She knew that he would do what he said.
After Long Qingyue finished saying these words, he gave her an reluctant look before turning around and walking towards the spiritual tablet. He took the incense on the side and lit it, ready to put incense for Mu Luozhong.
No matter what he had done in his lifetime, he was gone then, and all the things should be gone.
The dead own priority.
"You're not allowed to give incense to my father. You're not welcomed! Go away, go away!" Mu Qiqi cried and shouted. Her body limply fell to the ground, and she almost fainted from crying.
Feng Siye and Ling Shaobai couldn't bear to see her crying so sadly and miserably. After all, she was only a ten-year-old child, so it was too cruel for her to bear this.
Both of them felt that what they had done was too jerk.
Two adult men bullied a little girl who was only ten years old. It was too ashamed.
"If you don't agree to the divorce, maybe the person who dies will be me!" Mu Nuanxin murmured as if to herself. Her eyes were blank, and it couldn't even tell whether it was intentional or unintentional.
The voice was not loud, but Long Qingyue heard it very clearly. It was as if something had hit his chest heavily. Pain rushed over him from all directions, drowning his whole being. He forcibly endured the pain, facing Mu Luozhong's photo and bowed three times before inserting the incense into the incense burner.
While Feng Siye and Ling Shaobai were not paying attention, Mu Qiqi suddenly stood up and rushed towards Long Qingyue. She frantically plucked out the incense from the censer and threw it on Long Qingyue's body. She roared at him, "Get lost! Get lost! Get lost!"
"Qiqi!" Mu Nuanxin looked at her sister, and her eyes became focused. She quickly came to her sister who was trembling with excitement, and hugged her into her arms. She said to Long Qingyue in a deep voice, "You should leave now. Stop provoking her!"
The pain in his body became clearer and clearer, and Long Qingyue's tall body shook violently. He looked at the desperate expression of the woman he loved deeply in front of him, and felt his heart smashing by a knife.
"Take care of yourself. I will come to see you again." After he finished speaking reluctantly, he turned around and walked out slowly. He would not let her go. No matter what happened, he would never let her go.
Mu Nuanxin looked at his haggard figure and cried. It was not until the figure disappeared at the door, her tears fell like rain...
In that afternoon, when Mu Luozhong was buried, after several days of torture, at the last moment, the bodies of the two sisters almost reached their limit.
The cemetery where Mu Luozhong was buried was the best cemetery in the city, and the price was naturally very expensive, which was simply not affordable for ordinary families.
Mu Nuanxin had no money, and could not even afford the most common cemetery, let alone there.
The money for the cemetery was paid by Tang Xiu. This time, Mu Nuanxin did not refuse. Her father had raised her for ten years. She didn't expect that he would not even have a decent cemetery in the end, or she would only hate herself even more.
There was a fine snow in the sky. Mu Nuanxin and Mu Qiqi knelt in front of Mu Luozhong's cemetery and kowtowed three times to their father respectively. When they were about to get up and leave, Mu Nuanxin suddenly had a blackout, and she lost consciousness...