The Perfect Hidden Marriage

At dawn, at four o'clock in the morning, it was still dark outside the window, Su Jin was shaken awake, and Jin Hengyuan's face appeared in sight in a haze, his mouth moved, as if he was talking about something.

She blinked hard, trying to wake herself up and hear what he was saying clearly.

Oh, why did she fall asleep?

She shouldn't be sleeping.

She blamed herself in her heart.

"Xiao Su, wake up. Mom is dying. Let's see her off!"

Su Jin woke up completely, came to Yao Mei's bedside, and saw red numbers on the vital signs monitor, which represented life's wavy curve, which became more and more flat...

Her breathing is getting weaker; her soul is being stripped from her shell; her life is going into eternal darkness; everything about her will be terminated...

Su Jin's heart was trembling, and he grabbed the withered hand that was gradually cooling down, wanting to call out:

"Mom, don't go..."

His voice was stuck in his throat, and only tears were gushing out.

Su Musheng already had tears in his eyes, wanting to cry silently.

Su Mubai stood silently, mourning in his heart.

Jin Hengyuan patted Su Jin on the shoulder and went to call the doctor.

When he came in again, he saw that Su Jin was already in tears, and the lifeline on the instrument was straightened without any waves.

The doctor on duty went up to take a look, then turned his head, with a serious expression on his face:

"Sorry, the patient has gone..."

In a word, yin and yang are separated and never seen again.

Life is sometimes tenacious; sometimes it is extremely fragile...

Yes, Mom passed away.

When she was still very young, she was like delicate flowers after a rainstorm, falling to the ground and withering into mud.

Standing there quietly, although Su Jin was crying, she was not as sad as she imagined:

"Mom, in another world, there is Dad. He is waiting for you, he will love you, take care of you and protect you as before. From now on, you will no longer be alone."

"Mom, if there is another life, you will definitely accept me as your child again. In the next life, I will definitely repay your kindness of nurturing."

"Mom, I will miss you. I will miss you forever and ever. I will miss you forever and ever. I will remember your teachings for the rest of my life. Go well all the way. Don't miss us. Mu Sheng and I will have a good time..."

Gently mourning, read out in a hoarse voice, and strands of mourning diffused into the air.

In this way, they did not know how long they stood.

Until the first ray of sunlight came in in the morning, the faint light of the rising sun full of hope for a new day fell on the face of the deceased. The quiet face was sick and white, but serene. Yan, looks extraordinarily sweet, making people feel that she is just asleep.

"Do you need an undertaker?"

A nurse came in and asked softly.

"Need not."

"want."

The former is Jin Hengyuan's answer.

The latter was Su Mubai's answer.

Two different voices made the two men look at each other.

"Do you want it or not?"

The nurse asked them curiously, as if they wanted to determine their relationship with the deceased.

"Need not."

"want!"

The two men, as if they were on their shoulders, gave two different answers at the same time.

The nurse frowned, and glanced at Su Jin who was sitting quietly, and Su Musheng who was silent:

"You should discuss it again! Giving the deceased a decent look and state is also a part of filial piety as an heir."

This sentence is obviously suggesting that they use the mortician.

Su Mubai immediately yelled at Jin Hengyuan, his voice was light but forceful: "Did you hear that? That's filial piety. Auntie loved beauty when she was alive. She likes to tidy herself up beautifully. If you don't please, that would be disrespectful to her." .She needs to get dressed, needs to..."

"There is no need for others to defile the remains of the dead."

Jin Hengyuan interrupted his self-righteous thinking with an emphatic tone, and his eyes fell on Su Jin calmly:

"Xiao Su understands mother's thoughts better. She can cleanse, change her clothes, and make up for her. There is no need for an embalmer. Xiao Su will do it better than anyone else."

Oh, damn it, he can really cater to Su Jin's mind.

Su Mubai gritted his teeth, unable to answer anything.

"No."

This sound was Su Jin's answer, the low voice was full of decisive power.

Su Mubai lowered his head.

Seeing that there was a result of the discussion, the nurse quietly walked out.

Su Jin walked to the side like a wandering spirit, took out a horn comb from her bag, floated over like a wild ghost, sat down on the bed, and began to comb Yao Mei's hair, combing the messy strands. After combing my hair, I said:

"Mu Sheng, go home and get the skirt and shoes that mom likes to wear the most. I'll wash mom's body first, and I'll put them on for her later. By the way, besides, bring mom's cosmetic bag together." , I want to put on my mother's makeup for the last time. My mother likes me to put on her makeup."

"Hengyuan, please help me get some water. Warm water. I want to wash my mother's face... Then, please contact the funeral home..."

"Twilight..."

When she called this name, Youyou sighed.

Su Mubai waited for her to arrange something for herself, but after a meal, she only gave three words:

"You go back..."

She never looked back at him again.

As if he didn't exist at all.

The man at the door swayed, he couldn't believe it, he was exiled by her just like that...

"I...I want to stay. Auntie and I have the grace to teach. I..."

It was extremely difficult for him to find a reason, a reason why he didn't have to leave.

"Need not."

The low and hoarse voice revealed a firm refusal.

"Ajin, in my eyes, my aunt is my mother. I have been with my aunt since I was ten years old. In those years, she taught me a lot of principles of life, and she also gave me maternal love...Now, my aunt is gone, You don't let me keep my filial piety, but you still want to drive me away, you... are you really going to be so cruel?"

The trembling man's voice was filled with too much pain and sorrow.

The comb in Su Jin's hand was also shaking, and tears were dripping down, one drop after another, falling on the snow-white quilt.

What is churning in my mind is the good times when the seven of them stayed together in the past.

It was a period of time that will never come back.

She didn't want to be so cruel, but...

"Sorry, I have to do this.

"Thank you for coming to see her one last time.

"Thank you for everything you have done for Mu Sheng.

"Mu Bai, your mother's surname is Zhou, not Yao.

"You can't do the filial piety of your son here.

"My mother likes to be quiet.

"I don't want anyone to disturb her peace.

"If you keep it, Mrs. Su will definitely come and make trouble.

"I don't want to see any disharmony happen in the next few days.

"Wu Bai, please forgive me for the depression that my mother has experienced in the past four years.

"After death, please return her to peace.

"I won't send it.

"Goodbye.

"From now on, Enyi and Yi will be settled!"

Every word scratches the bone, every sentence twists the heart.

Su Mubai stood on the spot in pain, weeping.

Su Jin, you are so ruthless, you are so ruthless...

*

At six o'clock in the morning, Su Jin put on her favorite dress for her adoptive mother, combed her short gray hair, and put on the brand new high-heeled shoes that her adoptive father bought for her.

Thrush eyebrows, apply powder, outline lips, put on lip gloss, put on rouge, and wear chic corsages...

Yao Mei like that is still beautiful. Although thin and bone-like, she can still recognize her delicate and beautiful appearance back then.

Su Jin still remembers the scene when she was eight years old, holding her little hand and walking out of the orphanage:

Hands are as soft as jade, fragrance is like flowers, smile is like morning glow, and when you look back and smile, your heart is as warm as the spring breeze in March.

From the age of eight to twenty-six, her adoptive mother taught her to grow up happily, and when she lost love, she gave her strength to survive the most difficult years.

Su Jin loves her.

Therefore, they are willing to rush into marriage.

A piece of filial piety makes a marriage.

If it is filial piety, there should be no funeral.

"If you don't have a funeral, it's against filial piety. Ma Xijing, let's find a quiet place, we don't need much scenery, so let's make it simple! In the last three days, let's send mom off for the last time."

Jin Hengyuan stood behind her and suggested that a funeral should be held.

She agreed.

Su Musheng also agreed.

At nine o'clock, Jin Hengyuan went through the discharge procedures for Yao Mei and transferred him to the Wanqing Hall of the funeral home.

The whole process was handled by him alone.

Su Mubai couldn't intervene.

After he sent Yao Mei into Wanqing Hall, he answered a phone call:

"Come back to me right away. If you dare to keep your filial piety over there, you'd better think about the consequences."

After hanging up the phone, he paid homage to the remains for the last time, turned around, without saying hello, and left quietly when everyone was not paying attention.

Walking under the sun, he couldn't see a single ray of light. What echoed in his mind was the last sentence Su Jin said to him when he came to Wanqing Hall:

"Wu Bai, there are some things that cannot be restarted from the beginning. Forget everything in the past, go home!"