"Yuya, open the door. You can't do this. How can you bear to close the door when Gu Jin comes back?" Luo Hongye said with a choked voice as he knocked on the door.
Qin Yu burst into tears.
How could she bear to shut him out?
But she can't accept this kind of Gu Jin. She wants the living Gu Jin, the cold and gentle Gu Jin she knows, not the cold and gentle Gu Jin, the cold and distant Gu Jin, or the temper. Gu Jin, who is irritable and has a vicious mouth, can also do it
She ate and slept obediently, not to wait for the news. of
She wanted him to see a fair, healthy and beautiful him.
She doesn't accept it.
This is not what she wants.
"Yu Ya, you have to face it. Things have become what they are, and you have to face it. Gu Jin sacrificed his life for the country, and he is glorious. You should be proud of him."
pride?
But she doesn¡¯t want to be so proud.
She doesn¡¯t want to have such great sentiments. Putting aside all these identities, she is just an ordinary wife, a wife who does laundry and cooking every day and waits for her husband to come home.
What a great name a hero has, but it¡¯s also a name she can¡¯t bear.
"Qin Yu, if you don't open the door again and don't let Gu Jin in, I will throw his ashes down the mountain. Anyway, he can't get in. It's the same everywhere. The mountains are home and the sea is home." Luo Hongye was anxious again. Another airway.
The door slowly opened.
Qin Yu stood at the door, looking at everyone with dull eyes, and said without any emotion in his voice, "Come in. Come back."
Luo Hongye's tears were like broken beads, and she hugged Qin Yu, "Yu Ya, you still have a child, you still have your mother, your uncle, and your grandma, we are not alone. Do you understand?"
Qin Yu stood silently.
"Yuya, can you say something? Then grandma will be scared and worried."
Qin Yu remained silent.
"Yuya, cry for a moment, cry for a moment. Okay?"
Qin Yu just stood and sat blankly.
The air is silent.
The atmosphere was cold and solemn.
"Qin Yu'er, I'm sorry, I took him out but didn't bring him back." Cen Lun knelt in front of her and knocked his forehead on the ground.
He didn¡¯t understand the suffering in the world before. When a patient dies, he will feel sorry but not sad.
But now he understands that the departure of relatives and friends is definitely not a sign of regret, but a heart-wrenching sorrow with a piece of his heart cut off! It was an excruciating pain that hurt every time I breathed in or out.
Qin Yu looked at him silently.
She heard that Xiaomei also passed away.
Cen Lun is a person who loves beauty and cherishes himself. Now his hair is long and messy, as if it is not combed. He has a messy beard at the corner of his mouth. His beautiful peach blossom eyes are not as energetic as before, dull and heavy.
He should regret it very much.
He should be as sad and heartbroken as she is.
She can¡¯t accept all this, so she can¡¯t blame him.
It's not his fault.
All of this is God¡¯s will.
When Xiaomei left, she reminded her again and again, don¡¯t come back, don¡¯t come back, but no matter how many times she reminded her, she couldn¡¯t turn the gears of fate.
"Give him to me. I want to hold him." Qin Yu said slowly with tears falling.
Seeing her crying, Luo Hongye shed even more tears.
She finally cried.
It¡¯s better to cry than to hold it in.
Cen Lun was stunned for a moment and handed the box to Qin Yu.
Qin Yu hugged the box and put her face against the red flag of the box. The cold and dazzling color burned her heart like a knife.
She never thought that one day, she and he would get along like this. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com