That day
Seeing Lu Zhizhi like this, his uncle spoke softly again, gently advising him: "Be obedient."
Tears of grievance welled up in Lu Zhizhi's eyes again. He held Mu Han's body tightly. Neither of them spoke anymore. The situation remained deadlocked for a moment. Suddenly, Lu Zhizhi felt his vision go dark, his body softened, and he slowly fainted to the ground.
Seeing this, the uncle hurriedly asked Mu Han's parents to come into the room. When Mu Han's parents saw Mu Han's body, Mu Han's mother's legs suddenly went weak and she collapsed to the ground, then burst into tears.
The cry was extremely sorrowful, as if she wanted to vent all the pain in her heart. However, the excessive sorrow overwhelmed her body, and she gradually fainted.
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Inside the Mu family's ancestral home, Han Yi and Mu Han's father were busy preparing for Mu Han's funeral. Mu Han's mother remained unconscious, and Lu Zhizhi was also still asleep.
Soon, Mu Han's body was cremated and turned into a jar of ashes. Mu Han's parents did not publicize the news of Mu Han's death, but quietly arranged for his funeral.
For the past few days, Mu Han's mother cried constantly, lost in the grief of losing her son. After Mu Han's ashes were buried, they prepared to leave in despair. Mu Han's father looked at his mother crying heartbreakingly and said angrily, "You cry, you just cry. You have no conscience. You just left like that. I need to go to the bathroom first."
After saying that, he turned and walked into the bathroom. As soon as he entered the bathroom, tears began to flow uncontrollably, and he couldn't help crying.
(In fact, Mu Han's father is a typical person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although his words are very sharp, Mu Han's death is also a heavy blow to him, making him extremely sad.)
After crying for a while, he heard Han Yi calling him outside. He quickly washed his face, sorted out his emotions, walked out in a panic, and asked nervously, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Han Yi said with a worried look on his face: "Uncle, Auntie fainted again."
Mu Han's father sighed helplessly: "Then let's go back first."
After properly handling all of Mu Han's funeral arrangements, Mu Han's father gradually came to terms with the cruel reality of his death. However, Mu Han's mother could never fully let go, remaining immersed in grief. To give his wife a change of scenery, Mu Han's father took her abroad, while Han Yi chose to stay in China.
From that day on, Lu Zhizhi was locked up at home by his uncle. After hearing that Mu Han's family had left, his uncle released Lu Zhizhi. As soon as Lu Zhizhi left the house, he immediately went to Mu Han's grave.
He stayed there for a long, long time, as if time had stopped. For some reason, he was always strong outside, never crying easily, and even when faced with the most sad things, he could grit his teeth and bear it.
But at this time, he had been there since 8 o'clock in the morning and still refused to leave. When his uncle found out, he had no choice but to take him back home by force.
Lu Zhizhi became depressed and no longer cared about the company's affairs. His uncle had to take care of him and run the company at the same time, and he was extremely busy all day long.
After experiencing the initial grief, Han Yi slowly came out of it.
Mu Han's father gave the company's shares to Han Yi. Han Yi knew that Mu Han did not want to see him fall into despair, so he tried hard to cheer himself up and devoted himself to the development of the company, no longer living in decadence.
Lu Zhizhi became more and more depressed day by day, and his uncle was really helpless to do anything about it.
That morning, Bai Zihan arrived at Lu Zhizhi's house. As soon as he entered, he smelled alcohol all over the room. Seeing Lu Zhizhi's decadent appearance, he couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Azhi, are you okay?"
Lu Zhizhi looked at him coldly, his eyes full of disgust, and said indifferently: "Bai Zihan, don't think I don't know what you did."
Bai Zihan was immediately panicked when he saw that Lu Zhizhi had known what he had done. He started crying in grievance and said, "Isn't it all because I like you?"
Lu Zhizhi sneered, his tone even colder: "Like me? Are you worthy?"
Bai Zihan trembled at Lu Zhizhi's cold tone and gaze. Lu Zhizhi then said coldly, "From today on, I never want to see you again. If you appear in my life again, I will make you disappear forever."
When Bai Zihan heard this, he was terrified and fled. Not long after, he left the country.
Lu Zhizhi was immersed in the memories of Mu Han every day. He remembered the day they first met, which was May 10th. Lu Zhizhi quickly took out his phone to check and found that tomorrow was May 10th.
The next day, Lu Zhizhi dressed up carefully and came to Mu Han's grave with mixed feelings.
He faced Mu Han's tombstone, as if Mu Han was right in front of him, and muttered to himself: "Hanhan, I'm here to see you. How are you doing over there? Do you know what day it is today? Today is the day we first met." Lu Zhizhi paused slightly, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and continued: "At that time, I thought you were silly and cute, and then we were together.
Summer is here, don’t you love summer the most? Come out and keep me company, I really miss you.”
After saying this, Lu Zhizhi fell silent, stunned. After a while, he slowly spoke again: "Hanhan, how am I supposed to get through this summer without you? Without you, I feel like I can't live anymore."
Just as he finished speaking, Han Yi's cold voice suddenly came from behind him: "Lu Zhizhi, who the hell asked you to come? It's all because of you!"
As Han Yi spoke, he strode up to Lu Zhizhi and said again indifferently: "Don't come here again in the future. You are not welcome here."
Only then did Lu Zhizhi slowly speak: "I come whenever I want, it's none of your business."
After saying that, Lu Zhizhi stood up and left the cemetery slowly. He did not go home directly, but went to the park downstairs and sat where Mu Han had sat before.
He gently closed his eyes, trying to feel Mu Han's breath, as if Mu Han was right beside him. He sat quietly like this for the entire afternoon.
At night, when Lu Zhizhi was about to leave, a group of children passed by and saw him. They all laughed and said bad things about him. One child said, "Look at that guy. Was he kicked out by his wife? My dad is always kicked out by my mom. He sits there feeling wronged, and then my mom and I go out to look for him."
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