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"Say what you want to say."

Lu Yiyao's footsteps slowed down and his voice became deeper.

"Yes …"

Xu Wenyuan replied, but his heart was tightening inch by inch.

What was he trying to say?

He seemed to have a lot of things to say to Ye Lingyuan.

Lu Yiyao was feeling regret and sorrow at the same time.

They came to the dowry room, where a beauty worker came to beautify the body.

Ye Lingyuan was wearing a set of black clothes. Due to edema, the clothes were many yards bigger than usual.

His features were unrecognizable, even for a dowager with superb beauty skills. Finally, they gave him a silver mask.

Looking at it, the mask glinted with a cold light.

"Director Lu …"

After finishing her dowry, the Beautician stood up and greeted Lu Yiyao.

"Once you're done, go out first."

Lu Yiyao lowered his voice as his eyes darkened.

"Yes."

The Beautician nodded and left the room.

The bridal chamber was overflowing with cold. Even the breathing within the bridal chamber was cold.

"A Ling, I know what you're worried about. Rest assured, the mother and son are doing fine. "

Lu Yiyao looked at Ye Lingyuan, who was wearing a silver mask and was surrounded by flowers.

Xu Wenyuan lowered his head and looked at the tip of his shoes.

"A Ling, when your child is born, I will do my best to protect him."

"A Ling, I'm coming back. You and I are still brothers."

These three sentences contained all of Lu Yiyao's feelings for Ye Lingyuan. Even though he was sad and in pain, he didn't shed a tear.

However, his eyes were red.

He stared at Ye Lingyuan's body in silence for a while, then turned around and walked out.

Xu Wenyuan was the only one left in the bridal chamber. He walked forward slowly as tears rolled down his face.

"Third Brother, I've admired you since I was young. "This time, you make me admire you even more …"

"Third Brother, I know, you wanted to be a hero since you were young. Today, you did … "

Xu Wenyuan wiped away his tears and continued to say in a sad voice.

"Third Brother, but how I wish that none of this is true … "Third Brother, even if I stand in front of you, looking at you like this, I'm still unwilling to believe …"2

"Third Brother, like cousin said, I know what you're worried about too. Don't worry, I have my cousin here. All of your worries will be fine … "

It is said that men do not easily cry, but only to the point of sadness.

The usually carefree Xu Wenyuan was now crying even harder than Ye Lingyuan's father. Soon, his throat was blocked, making him unable to speak.

He put his hands on the edge of the van and leaned forward, letting the tears stream down his face.

Until the staff member came over and reminded him in a small voice.

"Director Xu, it's about time."

"Third Brother, I will miss you …"

Xu Wenyuan sobbed with a hoarse voice.

After saying this, he quickly ran out and ran straight to the lawn of the funeral home. He cried loudly.

He was able to completely release all the grief that he had accumulated along the way.

He didn't want to endure it any longer.

Having lost a brother close to his brother, his mood was indescribable. Even the sky he saw had turned to a misty gray.

Though now the sun was out.

He felt cold, very cold.

As he walked, a hand holding a tissue appeared in his line of sight.

"Director Xu, Lingyuan probably doesn't want to see you like this."

It was Ding Mo.

Facing Ye Lingyuan's departure, Xu Wenyuan's heart ached. Wasn't he the same as well?

Inside the furnace, the raging flames swept towards Ye Lingyuan's body, engulfing it …

His life had become a symbol.

Full stop?

A exclamation mark?

A question mark?

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