The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

He Jiayi was taken aback for a moment.

Yunci said: "I wanted to keep it secret, but Mr. Jun knew about it. The moment he heard the news, he suddenly collapsed. He is still lying in the hospital and has not regained consciousness."

He Jiayi didn't know what to say for a while.

Because of Shen Zhiyu, he knew more or less about the Jun family.

Mr. Jun lost his father and mother in his early years. He was young and supported the entire Jun family with one hand, and raised his sister with the other. The sister was married to an inhumane and passed away in illness. He lost his sister in the middle age. He will devote all his love to his sister to this one With his little nephew, his son died in a car accident, and his little nephew, after all, left before him.

One painful incident cut his heart with a knife, leaving an indelible scar.

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After all, Xia Beiqing did not bury him, so he decided to find a suitable opportunity to take his ashes back to Ye Kingdom and take him back to Jun's house.

Yunci waited until the next afternoon before leaving for Shuo Country. Before leaving, she hugged Xia Beiqing for the last time, stroked the jar with her hand, and said, "Northern, we will see you again soon. "

He Jiayi drove Yunci to the plane.

After returning, he saw Shen Zhiyu sitting on the floor of the living room, still holding Xia Beiqing's ashes.

He Jiayi walked over, squatted down beside Shen Zhiyu, and said, "Get up and eat some food, I will ask Aunt Liu to prepare it for you."

Shen Zhiyu shook his head stiffly.

He Jiayi was anxious: "You have been sitting here for three days and three nights. If you continue like this, you will not be able to hold it."

Shen Zhiyu didn't speak.

He Jiayi sighed and persuaded, "But you can't hold him for the rest of your life, shall we find a place to put him?"

Shen Zhiyu finally turned his head and looked at He Jiayi with a lifeless gaze. After looking for a while, he trembling lips opened his mouth: "What if he is afraid of the dark and cold?"

He Jiayi was completely speechless.

The next day, He Jiayi suddenly found that Shen Zhiyu in the living room was missing. He was anxious. He was worried that something would happen to Shen Zhiyu. After searching all over the room, he finally saw Shen Zhiyu staying in Xia Beiqing’s room. , He put his ashes aside and was sorting out Xia Beiqin's relics.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

He Jiayi ran to open the door, and suddenly saw Yang Shao standing outside.

Yang Shao looked like a dusty, panting, and said, "Sorry, I just rushed back to the country. Is Mr. Shen's condition okay?"

He Jiayi didn't answer, let Yang Shao come in first, and lead him to the door of Xia Beiqing's room, where he could see Shen Zhiyu in the room.

Yang Shao was about to go in, but He Jiayi grabbed him: "Don't disturb him."

Yang Shao said, "I will just talk to him a few words. You can go to rest as soon as possible. It looks like you haven't slept for a few days or nights."

Yes, worrying about Shen Zhiyu, how could he be able to sleep.

"But..." He Jiayi was still worried.

Yang Shao said: "If you don't rest, I'm afraid you will fall before him. There is me here, and I will look at him."

Yes, He Jiayi also felt that he was really about to fall.

"Well, I'll go squint for a while, you should pay attention to your words."

Yang Shao nodded.

After He Jiayi left, Yang Shao walked into the room.

Shen Zhiyu is sorting out some things about Xia Beiqin.

Yang Shao said, "Can I take a look at the things in his room?"

Shen Zhiyu didn't speak, but just nodded.