The Road Turns White Tonight

In the end, he did one of the craziest things. He took Wang Luyao. I don’t know if he hates Chi Zheng, or if he really loves Wang Luya so much. At that time, it was less than a year before her death. No ceremony, just a simple dinner for the whole family.

Wang Luyao said, “Hongyi, I’m satisfied.”

Wang Luyao’s smile made him suddenly think of Chi Zheng smiling and bending a pair of eyebrows, calling him “Ayi” softly.

Naturally, his elder husband did not show up at the dinner table. His father has died, his mother, grandmother You Yan, the gentle lady who has lived her whole life, fell off the table without saying a word. That was the only temper she had ever had in her life.

Her brother-in-law sighed and patted his shoulder.

He looked at his daughter, he just wanted to see her. You Yan hid in the arms of her cousin, who was not much older than her, and stared at him with wide eyes, her lips narrowed.

He reached out to hold his daughter in his arms, but Youyan only drilled into Chi’s arms.

She didn’t seem to understand what death was, but she knew that her mother was not coming back, and a woman would live with them instead of her.

“Pig Bao,” he said astringently, reaching for her again.

Youyan whispered: “Dad, I don’t like you calling me like this.”

His hands were stiff in the air, his heart was dreadful, and his daughter was no longer willing to be his treasure.

For a long time, he asked softly, “Do you hate Dad and Aunt Wang?”

You Yan shook her head quickly, crying, “Mom said before, one day, she will come, don’t hate her when she comes.”

His daughter’s words were a little vague, but he understood, and he was shocked, watching her daughter rush out of the hall with red eyes.

That night, he and Wang Luyao were many years late on their wedding night, and he did not touch her. At that time, they were very young.

Wang Luya whispered: “Hong Yi, I’ll wait. I’ve waited for you for so long, and I can wait forever.”

He suddenly wanted to refute her, “You can’t wait to marry.”

Or maybe, he should hold her in his arms and whisper softly, after all, this is his first love, his obsession. His eyes were full of Chi Zhen smiling at him.

He never touched her, such a day continued until the death of Chi Zheng’s first anniversary.

If, on the day Chi Chi Jichen, the man did not show up, he thought, he would slowly accept Wang Luyao. However, there is no if. The people and things in the world are nothing more than a god’s board. There should be no mistakes at that step.

It was a twilight morning, and a small spiritual hall was set up in the home to let relatives and friends come to worship.

auzw.com is mostly his friends and relatives. His elder husband did not come, the old man hated him. Brother-in-law and Chi Yan also came. There are also a few painters who are not Chi Zheng’s best friends, but simply like this artist.

He suddenly discovered that his wife’s friends were scarce. The focus of her life was in that humble hut before marrying him, and he, their daughter, after marrying him. The hatred in his heart suddenly abated a few points, like the colorful colors on the canvas drank after drying out.

Wang Luyao squeezed his palm and hung the portrait of Chi Zheng to the center of Lingtang’s white cloth curtain.

The atmosphere was so quiet that he was scared. His sad and sharp eyes searched everywhere. Youyan didn’t know where to play.

You Yan’s grandmother, the two gray-haired old man walked out of the inner hall quietly.

The ceremony is ready to begin.

A short figure hurried through the crowd, holding something in her arms, shuttled among the many silent figures, leaning her head and frowning, as if looking for something.

“Yes, don’t be rude! Come to your father, today is your mother’s death.” He whispered to his daughter who broke in suddenly.

You Yan glanced at him quietly, and finally stood in front of Chi Yun’s father, the same handsome and gentle man touching her head lovingly.

“Uncle, you hold me.” She raised her head and begged.

The man smiled lovingly and hugged her.

“go there.”

The little hand was pointing straight at the center of the hall, and everyone was shocked.

He was so angry that he couldn’t help yelling, “Pig Bao, what are you doing!”

He came over in anger. The brother-in-law shook his head slightly and did not return his daughter to him. He smiled bitterly. Perhaps this man had never approved his approach of bringing Wang Luyao home.

To everyone’s surprise, my brother-in-law held Youyan straight to the center of the hall. Someone took a breath and this was not a prank!

In the arms of my uncle, Youyan gazed at the mother’s portrait and reached out to take it down. She was young and small and could not reach her.

The portrait fell on the donation table. The shattered sound slightly changed Wang Luyao’s face, which was hung by her own hands.

He thought that he should reach out and hold the woman around him so that she would not be so embarrassed.

Hand, but still unable to move half a minute. The portrait of Chi Zheng lying on the table, her eyes were looking at him lightly.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly touched the tears in his mother’s eyes, and the sounds that suddenly sounded around him, there were countless sounds of exclamation.

He looked at it and was instantly shocked.