Concubine Qin was puzzled, "Mom?"

Xia Lu reached out and touched it. The inside of this coffin was different from the others. It was a box. There was no ID card, no corpse, only a sealed box with a five-pointed star on it - no name, no ID card.

But when Xia Lu put her hand on it, she turned her head to look at her two children and said, "Xiao Yan, Beibei..."

Qin Hongbei looked at the box in confusion: "Mom?"

Qin Yan also looked at the coffin in front of him and said, "Mom, this is Dad."

Xia Lu's eyes fell on the corpse, but she shook her head.

When Qin Yan had a guess that his mother didn't want to recognize the corpse because it was too ugly, Xia Lu said, "Your father would not come to see me like this."

What does it mean?

The three siblings were puzzled.

Something seemed to echo in Xia Lu's ears, long and nostalgic, and the sadness of nostalgia could not be suppressed.

"Your father cares a lot about his image. No matter what he does, he has to clean up cleanly."

"Especially in front of me..."

One day Xia Lu found out and asked him why he was so concerned about his image all the time.

Qin Jiangke smiled and leaned over and said, this is my little trick.

I want to keep my best side for you to see, so that you will always have my best side in your heart, and you will not look at other people. Xia Lu, you are a treasure, and I am a treasure hunter. I have to protect you well, so that others will not find you and take you away. So

disgusting.

Pretentious and serious -

in Qin Jiangke's eyes, Xia Lu is infinitely good.

Just like in Xia Lu's eyes, this man is the best, silly and good.

Tears could not be controlled, dripping down, Xia Lu leaned forward, her face pressed against the box, and her tears soaked it.

"Everyone will grow old, and you will be an old man by then, how can you maintain your image?"

"Yes, when you are old, you will be old and wrinkled, and when you die, I will be uglier-"

"Then I can be cremated, so you won't see my ugliest appearance, you just remember my most handsome appearance."

"Xia Lu, Xia Lu!"

"…………"

Xia Lu closed her eyes and hugged the box, tears could not be suppressed and flowed out, drop by drop, difficult to control.

Qin Fei was a little flustered, not knowing why she suddenly became like this, her hand stroked her back again and again, "Mom..." and turned to look at her sister.

Qin Hongfei didn't know why Ms. Xia was so sure all of a sudden, until Feng Ming walked to the coffin box and fumbled out an envelope from it. Because he didn't pay attention to the seal when he took it out, the contents fell out. He picked it up and looked at it, his eyes slightly changed, "Junior sister." He

gave the contents of the envelope to Qin Hongfei.

A blurry ID card with a clear head, half a yellowed introduction letter, and a photo.

The young man in the photo smiled at her, as if telling her, Fei, I am your father.

Qin Hongfei's throat seemed to be choked by something: "Dad."

Qin Yan turned his head to look at her and the envelope, and suddenly he knew: "In the box, is it Dad?"

Qin Hongfei took a deep breath and put down the envelope and the photo: "It's likely that nothing unexpected will happen, right?"

As a child, she mistook her father.

But Ms. Xia recognized her husband at once.

The raindrops in the sky seemed to suddenly grow bigger - from small to bean-sized, hitting people in the air with a chill, freezing people's bodies stiff, and also freezing some people's suppressed emotions, such as Xia Lu!

Her forehead was against the box, and silent tears fell one by one.

She cried, cried silently, cried numbly, as if she didn't even know why she was crying.

Concubine Qin felt so upset that her heart was clenched. She reached out and hugged her, "Mom, cry out loud if you feel upset. We are here."

Xia Lu was hugged by her daughter, and she subconsciously reached out and hugged her back, her eyelids trembling slightly, "I won't cry. It's a happy thing to find your father. Why are you crying?"

Yes, why should I cry.

But why...

her tears can't stop, Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke!

She called out again and again, hoping that the man would respond to her with a bright smile like he did that time, I'm here!

Xia Lu cried silently, but she seemed to have no emotions.

This made Concubine Qin feel even more uncomfortable, and she turned back helplessly.

Meng Yu said, "She has been suppressing it for too long."

Yes, she has been suppressing it for too long.

More than ten years, how can it not be long?

Qin Hongfei handed the things in her hand to Meng Yu, and walked forward, looking at the box.

When a person dies, the lights go out, and he has been cremated long ago, and there is no emotion to speak of.

But if people really have souls, then, Dad, are you also watching us now? If so, can you give a response to Mom? Give this strong woman who has been waiting for your news for more than ten years and has been silently raising us a response.

"Mom." Qin Hongfei put her hand on the top of Xia Lu's head, knelt on one knee and said softly, "It's okay."

"It's okay..."

"Let's take Dad home and bury him."

"Although I'm sorry and selfish, can you stay with us for a few more years, stay with me, my brother and my sister for a few more decades?" "

In a few more decades, when you're old, you can go find Dad. Dad loves you so much, he will definitely wait for you, and then you can be reunited."

Xia Lu looked up at her little daughter and couldn't help but tell her the truth, "A few decades, it's too long."

Qin Hongfei thought about it seriously, "It's a bit long."

Xia Lu nodded, yes, it was too long.

She... was afraid that she couldn't hold on for that long.

But she had to hold on!

Because she promised Jiang Ke that she would accompany the children to grow up, he had failed in his duty, and she had to take his place.

Qin Hongfei said, "Mom, don't you always say that Dad cares about his image? He was so ugly because of the explosion before he died. If you go to see him now, he will definitely feel inferior. In a few decades, Mom will be old and as ugly as Dad, and Dad won't care anymore. So let's wait a little longer, okay?"

Qin Yan lowered his eyelids, his heartstrings trembling.

Everyone could tell that Qin Hongfei's words were like coaxing a child - but they could see more clearly that Xia Lu had lost the desire to live.

The motivation that had been supporting her for so long was gone, so they could only weave a bigger dream for her, and they could not destroy this dream, even if this dream was very fragile.

"Mom." Qin Hongfei called her.

"Xia Lu, Xia Lu." There seemed to be a sound echoing in her ears.

Xia Lu's sadness surged in her heart, unable to be suppressed. Tears gushed out madly, from silent to audible - in the end, she cried and could not speak. That kind of sadness seemed to spread endlessly, infecting everyone with sadness from the heart.

Jiang Yier couldn't help but cover her mouth.