C73 Sir can I have a light (1/2)
Half a year later …
Huangfu Yun stood in front of the windows of the Huangfu Villa. Under the spring sun, the courtyard was filled with white roses. With the wind blowing, the entire room was filled with fragrance.
”Mister, can I borrow a light …”
It was a woman's mischievous voice! Huangfu Yunyin's spine trembled. He turned his head around abruptly, his amber eyes filled with sadness.
”Dell …”
Huangfu Yun's mournful eyes reflected that woman's innocent face. He opened his arms and gently called out to that woman, wanting to embrace that woman, but he was only able to do so with a single arm.
The woman had disappeared. The place where she had originally stood was now empty!
Huangfu Yun blankly stared at his hand. He couldn't hold back any longer and slowly slid down against the glass window. In the end, his hand buried itself in his brown hair and pulled fiercely, restraining the tears that a man shouldn't easily fall.
”Dell …”
But in the end, he still couldn't help it. Huangfu Yun burst into tears, his voice filled with a heartbreaking grief. He couldn't stand the death of Mo Xiaodan, he was alone, he always felt that Mo Xiaodai was just like the first time he met her, standing in front of him playfully and frivolously. She held a cigarette in her mouth, looking at him with her clear eyes, saying, ”Mister, please lend me a light!”
As Dell held the bullet for him, her last words were, ”I love you...” Every time these three words appeared in his mind, he would painstakingly remember them.
”I love you, Dell. I heard what you said. I love you, but you can't hear me!” Huangfu Yun murmured sorrowfully.
Half a year ago, at the very last moment of his coma, he was holding Mo Xiaodai in his arms. However, when he woke up three months later, everyone reported that he had been found dead! He did not believe it, but he knew that Mo Shengtian's shot had landed directly on his head! His distrust was nothing but self-consolation.
In the three months since he woke up, Huangfu Yun seemed to act as if nothing had happened in front of others, but only he knew of his grief! The death of Song Yun'er back then was akin to the feeling of heaven taking away one of his ribs. However, the death of Mo Xiaodai had directly taken away his heart, leaving him in so much pain that he wished to die.
”Knock …”
Tian Yi knocked on the door. She did not enter the master bedroom. She stood at the door and said, ”CEO, Miss Yun'er's funeral is today!”
Huangfu Yunyin forced his sorrowful expression to be buried. He looked at the two porcelain dolls on the table. One was broken and stuck, while the other was intact! After stroking the porcelain doll with his finger, Huangfu Yun said in a low voice, ”Yun'er, I will send you away. My heart will forever belong to Dai'er!”
After changing into a completely black suit, Huangfu Yun's long brown hair was tied behind his head. He placed the broken doll in a box, turned around, and walked out the door, directly towards the cemetery.
Graveyard, grass warbler, spring butterflies come out to enjoy the warm sun and dance the light body. There were four people standing in front of Song Yun'er's tombstone. They were similarly dressed in black.
They were Huangfu Yunyin, Ailee, Qiao Yifeng, and Tian Yi. Huangfu Yunzhi placed the box in front of Song Yun'er's tombstone. He bent his head and kissed Song Yun'er's name as he said in a low, hoarse voice, ”Yun'er, I'm sorry … I didn't protect Dell well! ”
When she thought of Mo Xiaodai, she felt extremely sad. That girl was truly too heart-wrenching. Nangong An had said that Mo Xiaodai's corpse had also been taken care of by him!
Qiao Yifeng patted Huangfu Yunyin, as if he was trying to comfort him. He had also fished out the Azure Dragon Hall's rescue from Ying Xin's mouth because of Nangong An. As for why Nangong An and his help, it was truly puzzling.
Huangfu Yunyin turned around. He seemed to have regained the pride of the previous Huangfu CEO. He said in a low voice, ”Let's go!”
The four of them walked side by side. Twenty years ago, Aury and Tian Yi were the daughter of the Qiao family's steward, and Qiao Yi Feng was Huangfu Yunyin's cousin.
Huangfu Yunyin smiled at the dark blue sky. Even though he had lost two of his most beloved women, at least his friends and siblings were by his side, and that woman, Mo Xiaodai, would forever live on his heart. What reason did he have to be immersed in sorrow every day?
He had carried twenty years of blood feud with him and his entire body was relaxed, but he still chose to call himself Huangfu Yunyin because the unchangeable reality was that Mrs. Qiao would always …
The current Huangfu Group needed him, so he couldn't just collapse like this. He had to live, and that woman called Dai Er must live.
The quiet ward, the pure color, a lily quietly blooming in front of the window. The fragrance, however, couldn't cover up the pungent disinfectant smell.
A breeze blew in, and a magazine on the sofa quickly flipped a few pages. The date was six months ago, and the headline was ”Green Dragon Hall was washed with mysterious blood overnight.” It seemed that the nightmare from twenty years ago was circulating.
The sunlight shone through the light blue curtain and onto the woman's face that was lying on the sickbed. The woman's face that was exposed under the white bandage was deathly pale, but it did not lose its delicate charm! The nurse pushed the door open and walked in. She looked at the mysterious woman who had been unconscious for almost half a year and sighed, ”You're really pretty!”
Because of the special location, the doctor didn't dare to rashly perform the surgery. Therefore, for the past six months, she had been in a coma because of this top-notch nurse, who had to massage her joints every day. So, this woman also seemed to be sleeping, and unlike the other plant people, she was thin and shriveled.