Chapter 900 ·Ash

That's it, but how can you let go without lingering on your close relatives?

Bai Rongxuan cried heartbrokenly.

She thought of the little things that happened to her brother in her previous life... A word of concern when it was cold, and the kite he had made for her when it was warm. If there was anything delicious, it was always the first thing she thought of. She was even more anxious than her when she was sick... Although her brother herself was also a child who had not grown up, she was always so firm that it was so reassuring.

It made Tang Xueru envious and often lost her temper with dissatisfaction with Tang Xuehua, "Why can't you be like Brother Zhi? I don't want you to be my brother anymore. It's so useless. Even the kite can't be good..."

But such an enviable brother left him.

From then on, she no longer had her brother and did not hold herself in her palm as a treasure.

No one takes care of you, and you are bullied, like duckweed and willow catkins wandering without help.

Brother...

Look at Rongxuan again. She has not grown up yet and is not strong enough to reassure you. How could you leave just now?

Shang Junzhuo shed tears silently, looking at the burning fire and thick black smoke, a single corner in his heart seemed to be locked and would never be opened again.

Repair...

Just as the crematorial worker said - the love is deep and the fate is shallow, and the fate of this life ends here, but for the long life of Shang Junzhuo will no longer love others like he loves you.

Her heart also died together from the moment Bai Xiuzhi left.

It took more than two hours to burn, and finally saw Xiao. Bai Rongxuan cried so hard that her throat was hoarse. In the end, she had no strength and collapsed on the ground. Shang Junzhuo's eyes were red and swollen, and he wanted to comfort her in a low voice, "Okay, okay, just cry out the grievance and unwillingness in her heart. Don't be sad anymore, your body will not be able to bear it."

Bai Rongxuan nodded and said caringly, "Sister Jun Zhuo, don't cry, your body is more important."

Shang Junzhuo nodded uncomfortably and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

When the fire finally went out, the original firewood and coffin had disappeared, only a piece of dust on the ground. After the temperature faded, the workers stepped forward and used a brand new urn to help put away the ashes. Bai Rongxuan also wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Shang Junzhuo, "Let Wu Jie go, don't do it."

Wu Jie rushed to the front without waiting for someone else's order.

After collecting the ashes, the people in charge of cremation drove them to the city in a carriage. When they arrived at the gate, the officers and soldiers guarding the gate obviously recognized the carriage and left them without asking anything. The people who were waiting at the gate had been waiting for six or seven days, and they were so troubled that they looked like they were terrified. Seeing this, they immediately asked dissatisfied, "Why can they enter, but we can't enter? How many benefits do you soldiers dare to be so arrogant than others? How can you all be so reasonable in the world?"

When he shouted, everyone around him felt it was unfair and was about to gather people to cause trouble.

After all, I was sleeping in the open at the gate of the city and waiting for news, no matter how good the temper was, it was not worn out.

The officers and soldiers immediately raised their guns and shouted, "I see who dares to move!"

When the common people saw the gun, they immediately shrank their necks and leaned back one by one, fearing that the ammunition would cause them to get out of fire.

The officers and soldiers cursed, "What do you know? That is the carriage responsible for transporting the corpses and cremation. If you die and turn into ashes, I will let you in. His grandmother's..."

Everyone dared not say anything, and they all retreated back to the corner and waited for the city gate to open.

Bai Rongxuan entered the city and the carriage stopped on the side of the road. Bai Rongxuan held her brother's urn and asked blankly, "Sister Jun Zhuo, is this over?"

Shang Junzhuo said in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

Bai Rongxuan said in a complicated mood, "I...I just think that a person has simply completed the entire process from birth to death?"

She looked at the snow-white urn in her arms, thinking of her brother's gentle smile, and felt indescribable sadness and loss.

Shang Junzhuo sighed, "Everyone is like this. There is life and death. I will take this step in the future. Who can escape the mercy of fate? Don't think about it, hurry up and go home."

She arranged to settle the liquidation fees with the cremation workers. How could Bai Rongxuan let her pay for the money? She immediately asked Wu Jie to settle the accounts. Shang Junzhuo thought about it, but without any scrambling, and quietly retreated aside.

The three of them walked towards the business together.

When she was passing by elementary school, Shang Junzhuo saw the church, and she couldn't help but stop.

She and Bai Xiuzhi became close here.

Without guests or dresses, just a simple vow made a private life. If Shang Junzhuo's mother was still alive, she would definitely not agree or support it. Her biggest wish in her life was that Shang Junzhuo could happily straighten his back and get married. Never be like her back then, without having nothing, just taking a burden and following Principal Shang on an unknown road. This journey...it will last for a lifetime.

Life is like a long sound, but when you really live, it's just a blink of an eye.

Shang Junzhuo was deeply moved and said to Bai Rongxuan, "Do you want to go in and sit?"

Bai Rongxuan looked at the urn in her arms and whispered, "Isn't this good?"

How can I go to someone else’s house to hold my ashes?

Shang Junzhuo also realized something was wrong, "Yes, I'm confused." The three of them were about to leave, but when the church door opened, a curly foreigner came out of it. He obviously recognized Shang Junzhuo, and his eyes lit up when he saw her, and he happily greeted her, "Hello, Miss Shang."

The pronunciation is much more standard than in the past.

Shang Junzhuo greeted him politely.

The curly foreigner looked at her with a caring look, "How are you... okay?"

Shang Junzhuo nodded, "It's pretty good."

The curly foreigner seemed very pleased, "It's great... God... bless you."

Shang Junzhuo thought he had no friends and relatives in Nanjing, but he didn't expect that there were still people thinking about him. She sighed lightly and said with a smile, "I'm going to go out far these days. When I come back, I'll visit you. You have to practice speaking well, and don't jump out like a bean."

The curly foreigner laughed, "Okay, I'll work hard, you have to be careful, it's not safe on the road."

Shang Junzhuo said, "Don't worry, I'm very strong, those little thieves can't beat me."

The curly foreigner nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

Shang Junzhuo said goodbye to him and led Bai Rongxuan and Wu Jie home. As soon as Bai Xiuzhi's affairs were over, Bai Rongxuan should set off for Hangzhou. There was no news about her from the Tang family, so they might be worried. They also had to pack up, rest early, and leave the city early tomorrow morning.

Shang Junzhuo was thinking about the route in his mind, his face was solemn.

Seeing the curly foreigner talking to Shang Junzhuo just now, Bai Rongxuan suddenly thought of Guan Bozhou. He helped him so much, and he should thank him for his feelings and reason. There may not be a chance to meet again in the future. If he missed this time, he would probably not have a future.

Bai Rongxuan whispered, "Sister Jun Zhuo, do you know where Zeng Shaoquan's mansion is?"

Shang Junzhuo was thinking about something, but Bai Rongxuan's voice was low, so she didn't hear it clearly and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

In just a moment, countless thoughts suddenly flashed through Bai Rongxuan's mind.

Guan Bozhou is willing to help, probably because he is gentle and can’t stand others suffering? He is not close to him or her. If he thanks him like this, will he feel that he has other intentions?

Bai Rongxuan shook her head, "Nothing."

Before I knew it, nine hundred chapters were coming, I was quite able to write, right? Haha~
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