At the beginning, Bai Yu's steps were very steady, but gradually, his steps became heavier.

It's just a few dozen steps away, but it seems like I've been through a lifetime.

However, even though the inner torment made the journey lengthen, it was still time to arrive at the destination.

Bai Yu held his fist hidden under his sleeve tightly, took a deep breath, and walked in with a firm face.

He was mentally prepared at this moment.

And he also knew that his father, uncle and brother did not need to cry for filial piety in his father, uncle and brother lying here.

So he held back all his emotions and tried his best to restrain the sadness that surged as he stepped into the room.

He stepped in steadily.

Bai Mingwei did not choose to go in with Brother Qi. She summoned the guards to inquire about some related situations.

Yu Jiao waited at the door of the mourning hall, but did not go in to disturb him.

The two people who know him best know that it is better to be quiet alone at this time.

Inner room.

Bai Yu looked around and saw the eleven coffins neatly placed. Although two were empty, the sad and unknown black seemed to fill the entire mourning hall.

The white silk on the coffin and the ethereal white silk in the hall became embellishments at this moment.

The eleven coffins seemed so gloomy and cold, like a sharp and cold knife that suddenly pierced into his heart.

Even though he was prepared in his heart, he was still heartbroken.

However, after all, he wanted to be a responsible person. Even if his emotions were surging, he did not allow those emotions to break.

He looked calm and saw the sadness in his eyes.

Here is his closest relatives, and his blood relatives that he will never see again.

After a pause, Bai Yu dragged his heavy steps to the coffin of his father, uncle and brother.

Silently trembling\/The trembling hands kept stroking the coffin in the middle.

Touch the texture above, touch the paint above.

Finally, he stayed on the big word "Dian", and his father's voice, appearance and smile suddenly appeared before his eyes-

The outline on the face, the curve of the corners of the mouth when you smile, and the face that is straight when you are serious.

He knew that this coffin belonged to his father, the father who had never been serious.

My elder brother said that my father is a very humble and gentle person, with a gentle smile as warm as spring sun and a warm and mellow voice.

But in his impression, the father always had a gloomy air between his eyebrows, giving people the feeling that this person had breathing and life, but his soul had long been dead.

He rarely sees his father laughing, and he almost hears his father's gentleness and humility from his elder brother.

He used to not understand why his father was completely different. It was not until he became sensible that he knew his father's soul and went to another place early with his mother.

But this does not mean that he does not love this father.

He was naughty, he was naughty, and he acted unruly, in order to attract his father's attention. Until he found that he could not let his father pay attention to him, he decided to be himself seriously.

Although his father is not close to him, the influence he has on him is rooted in his heart, and it is mixed in his limbs and bones, and even deep in his soul.

For example, how to be a good husband or a man... Just hearing from the elder brother that his father is good to his mother is enough to help him find a wife who will accompany him to the end of his life.

Who said that if you don’t have so much company, you are not a father?

Who said that if you don’t express your father’s love in person, you are not a father?

Who said he disrespects this father?

Thinking of this, Bai Yu's hand seemed to be electrocuted, and then he carefully stroked it.

He whispered in a low voice: "I am very content with father and son, and I can be your son. If you have any regrets, it is probably because you have not expressed your respect and love to you enough."

Bai Yu slowly bent his fingers, then took his hand back, and then stroked the coffin next to him.

He knew that it was his second uncle, the second uncle who would carry him on his shoulders and lift him up high.

Next to him are the third and fourth uncles. As the youngest and most naughty male, the two uncles actually gave him a lot of care.

He just caressed him one by one.

First, the elder brother...

Speaking of the elder brother, he is clearly a brother of his kind, but he has a completely opposite personality. Everyone says that the elder brother has the advantages of his father and mother.

It has both the humility of a father and the gentleness of a mother.

As the saying goes, a gentleman is as gentle as jade, and he is like a person like his elder brother.

But no matter how the outside world evaluates it, the eldest brother protects him, just like he protects Mingwei. The three people who lost their mother since childhood just protect the younger one.

This elder brother, who was seven years older than him, gave him enough care and love just like his father.

So when my elder brother was there, he was still the Bai family's Xiaoqi.

Now that the eldest brother is gone, he has become the seventh son of the Bai family.

And second brother...

The most talkative person is the one who cherishes his words and has a soft personality. Everyone says he is a soft boy and does not have the strongest sternness of the Bai family.

But he knew that his second brother's bloodiness had never been shown outside.

He is not weak, he is just more gentle and kind than anyone else.

Third brother...

He would fight with him in a disagreement, and would break off relations with him in anger, and would bring wine to collude with him the next day.

Such a straightforward personality should have no delicate thoughts, but he knows how to love his wife. In front of his third sister-in-law, he is also soft and soft.

Then the fourth brother...

I am actually a bit similar to my fourth sister-in-law. They are all curious about the things that are good at talking about their parents and gossiping.

I remember one time when the couple went back, they encountered someone quarreling and stopped and eavesdropped because of curiosity. In the end, the people started to fight, which affected the two fish.

As a result, the two of them came back with a look of injuries on their faces. In the end, the matter was treated as a joke and was made fun of by their family for a while.

...

His fingertips were stroking him one by one, but he was slowly savoring the little things in his heart, even though he would still feel heartbroken by losing them in the end.

But those memories of the past slowly heal the pain of losing his father and brother like the spring breeze and rain.

Perhaps this is the pain of bereavement. You will always inadvertently recall the little things you have experienced when your loved ones are alive. It may make people laugh, angry, and even make people laugh.

But the end of the memory is heart-wrenching pain and confusion.

During the whole process, Bai Yu's expression seemed very calm, but when you look closely, you can see that he is enduring, restraining, and trying his best to restrain himself.

It was not until he stood in front of the last coffin and his fingertips streaked across the cold paint surface that he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

There was no sob, nor hysteria.

He just was so paralyzed, leaning against the coffin, and didn't move.

But the man who has always been standing upright and straight, suddenly collapsed to the ground. Who can't see his collapse and heartbreaking?
Chapter completed!