Chapter 2237 Zhou Chongguang, Let’s Get Divorced! (IV)

Mother Zhou's voice was very weak, but Qin Mu still heard it.

She looked at the old man quietly, with a little hurt in her eyes.

She thought, it turns out that the person who is about to die is so fearless and can put forward any conditions.

Just like when she wanted to be with Zhou Chongguang, everyone was concerned about her feelings and did not dare to provoke her.

It turns out that the fearless person is so hateful... and pitiful.

Qin Mu's lips moved, she herself did not know what she said, and then Mother Zhou's eyes closed.

The person did not leave, but she was no longer able to speak, and she had no strength to open her eyes again.

She seemed to be about to fall asleep, and there was only a little time left.

The old man held on to his last breath, just wanting her not to divorce... Qin Mu took a step back, quietly looked at the peaceful face, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Zhou Chongguang, is this what you mean?"

The man beside her held her hand and said in a very low voice: "Sorry, Mu Mu, please let her go without regrets."

Qin Mu's expression was dull, and then she looked at him sideways, "When people are gone, there is no feeling. Everything is perceived by the living."

He looked into her eyes, his expression was a little painful, he... knew everything.

Qin Mu didn't say anything else, she just sat on the small sofa beside her, silently, as a companion.

On this darkest night for Zhou Chongguang, Qin Mu accompanied him.

And he always sat by his mother's bed, his eyes quietly falling on Zhou's mother's face.

At that time, Zhou Chongguang's mind was full of childhood memories...

By dawn, Zhou's mother was already on the verge of death, and the drip could not be hung. The doctor came over and quietly removed the drip stand, whispering: "Mrs. Zhou probably has half an hour left."

At that time, Zhou Chongguang raised his eyes, and Qin Mu saw that his face was ashen.

When a person dies, it is like a light going out. At this time, she could not have any quarrels with him. All the contradictions were hidden in Zhou Chongguang's sadness.

The funeral was solemn and grand. Gu Mei did not come. Qin Mu attended the entire funeral as Zhou Chongguang's wife.

In the early winter morning, in front of Zhou's mother's tomb, the sun shone on the white tombstone, and the white flowers in front of the tombstone were still covered with morning dew.

Zhou Chongguang stood all the time, Qin Mu stood beside him, and relatives and friends had already dispersed.

Zhao Ziyi came over, patted his shoulder, and looked at Qin Mu again, but in the end, he still didn't say anything.

Zhao Ziyi also left, and only Zhou Chongguang and Qin Mu were at the scene.

He still stood there, and said softly, "Will you leave me?"

Qin Mu shook his head, "I don't know, Zhou Chongguang... I can understand, but please understand me too."

He smiled bitterly, turned back, and his handsome face was haggard. He hadn't had a good sleep in the past month.

He whispered, "Has our relationship reached the point of mutual respect?"

Qin Mu closed his eyes slightly, "Maybe it will be better this way."

After Gu Mei's child was born, it was really difficult for her to hug him and act like a spoiled child like in the past, and give herself to him completely.

She couldn't do this, and she promised Zhou's mother just because she didn't want an old man to die with hatred.

If she owed the Zhou family, then she had paid it back, and she would no longer owe it in the future.

Zhou Chongguang seemed very tired, stroked his forehead, turned around, and stood for a long time before saying, "Let's go!"