"Young Master."
Greda walked to the side of the bed and looked at Mu Jiang in a low voice, his face full of guilt.
"Get out."
Mu Jiang opened his mouth expressionlessly, and there was no trace of warmth in his tone.
"Young Master, Miss She is dead, even if you don't want to accept it, but that's the truth" Greida took a deep breath before continuing, "Young Master, the Chinese have an old saying, called entering the soil for safety, if you don't bury the young lady, it is a great disrespect to the young lady, you should think about it" "Greda, I'll let you get out" Mu Jiang raised his head and glared at Greda angrily, his gaze as if he was going to kill him.
Greda was frightened, but she still persuaded her: "Young Master, I know you are reluctant to Miss, but you are selfish in doing this, if you want to keep Miss's body by your side all the time, according to the theory of gods and ghosts, Miss She will never be able to live forever."
"I don't believe in any mythology, I just believe that I love her" "Young Master, you" "Get out" Mu Jiang took the pistol on the bedside table in one hand and shot at the door mercilessly.
The impact of the gun was very strong, and the wooden door was actually pierced with a hole.
Greda was so frightened that her legs weakened, so she had to retreat first, planning to persuade Mu Jiang when he was in a better mood.
The night is very deep, The clock is ticking.
Suddenly, it was eight o'clock the next morning.
He pondered all night last night.
In the end, it was decided.
Let her go.
He lowered his head and kissed her pale little face, and his voice was so hoarse and choked: "Silly girl, don't meet me again in the next life, you know?"
"If you come to me in the next life, I will definitely tie you tightly with iron chains, so that you have nowhere to escape."
"It's cruel, isn't it but I can't help it, you're so naughty, I'll only leave you for a while, and you'll want to run away, and you'll run to a place where I'll never find it."
"Actually, I really want to go there to find you, get you back, and then teach you a hard lesson, but I can't go, because I still have an unfinished business."
"But I won't forget you, never, huh" "Look, it's a gift from you, and it's as cute as you are."
He trembled and took the carved girl on the bedside table.
He placed the wood carving in the palm of her hand and let her hold it herself.
Even if he knew, she wouldn't hold it.
"Look at its dress, it's the same as your favorite green rococo dress, its hairstyle, your favorite princess rolls, and its big mischievous eyes, all exactly like yours."
"I want to keep it with me, fantasizing that it's you."
"But since we've met, I've never given you any decent gifts, so I've decided to give it to you anyway."
"You leave with it, never come back."
"I seem to have a lot to say to you, but when I tried to speak, I found that I had forgotten a lot."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you a word, something I've always wanted to tell you."
"Sincerely, I love you."
Four o'clock in the afternoon of the same day.
Holding the woman he loved the most, he left the ward and walked towards the end of parting.
He carried her into the coffin with his own hands and sprinkled the rose petals on her with his own hands.
"Close the cover" Greda was afraid that he would be sad, and immediately ordered the servant to close the glass cover.
"Can't shut down Miss She's not dead" Suddenly, Dr.
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