Chapter 175: Aunt He's funeral

He Xia Nuan's thoughts were blank for a moment, but she soon realized the ins and outs of the matter.
Soon, He Xia Nuan made an aggrieved expression, "Hao Chen, Aunt He..."
When Fu Haochen heard He Xia Nuan mention the incident, he immediately froze, and replied after a long while, "Aunt He... didn't come to rescue."
He Xia Nuan actually already knew about this, but the tears still fell, "How could this be..."
"Xia Nuan, don't be sad..." Fu Haochen wanted to persuade He Xia Nuan, but in the end he sighed.
He himself is extremely sad, what position does he have to persuade He Xia Nuan?
"It's all my fault, Haochen..."
He Xia Nuan knew that after this period of sadness passed, Fu Haochen would definitely ask about this, so he simply came up with his own set of statements and gave Fu Haochen a preconceived idea, lest Fu Haochen reacted at that time. Then found something wrong.
"Huh? What's the matter, Xia Nuan?" Sure enough, when Fu Haochen heard He Xia Nuan say this, he leaned forward with concern.
"It's all me, it's all me..." He Xia Nuan's tears flowed more fiercely, "It's all my fault, it's all I killed Aunt He..."
"What's going on, Xia Nuan, please make it clear!" Fu Haochen heard He Xia Nuan say this, naturally why Xia Nuan has something to do with this matter.
"It's all me, it's all me..." He Xia Nuan choked up, "I was packing upstairs, and then wanted Aunt He to hold the bag for me, so Aunt He came upstairs..."
"If and if it weren't for me, Aunt He would never slip down the stairs..." He Xia Nuan deliberately mentioned the word "stumble" with Fu Haochen intentionally or unintentionally.
"When I heard the voice going out, Aunt He had already fallen downstairs, the ground was full of blood, I, I was terrified..." He Xia Nuan said, crying more fiercely.
"Don't cry, Xia Nuan." Hearing the ins and outs of the matter, Fu Haochen secretly sighed in his heart, only wondering why auntie really had a bad life, "It's not your fault. You don't want this, do you?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Haochen..." He Xia Nuan said, crying and fell into the arms of Fu Haochen who was sitting on the bed.
Fu Haochen sighed again, but there was nothing to comfort He Xia Nuan, he could only sigh silently.
Why did Aunt He encounter such a thing?
Fu Haochen really simply thought that Aunt He's death was just an accident.
It's just that Aunt He is not careful, that's why this happened.
He Xia Nuan has always been a simple and beautiful image in Fu Haochen's heart. Even after He Xia Nuan cheated him on Luo Enxi's going abroad, Fu Haochen still did not change his view of He Xia Nuan.
Why does God treat good people like this? Fu Haochen couldn't help thinking.
He Xia Nuan shrank in Fu Haochen's arms, but enjoyed Fu Haochen's embrace with peace of mind.
After experiencing the real and unreal, the news of Aunt He's death was finally confirmed.
The dead cannot speak, so her secrets can naturally be brought into the soil forever.
In this way, no one knew that she wanted to target Luo Enxi anymore, and she would naturally still be able to do it in the future.
He Xia Nuan thought, instead of a trace of regret in her heart, an unspeakable excitement arose.
He Xia Nuan held Fu Haochen in her arms, always feeling that Fu Haochen was her ambition.
Just wait and see. He Xia Nuan thought that nothing could stop her. He Xia Nuan thought secretly.
...
However, He Xia Nuan did not get the opportunity to do it again.
Soon, in the preparation of Aunt He's burial, the one-week deadline passed.
Aunt He's funeral, according to A Qiang's request, was not very grand.
But Fu Haochen, Luo Enxi, He Xia Nuan, and even Mrs. Fu arrived on the scene.
In the silence of several people, Aunt He was buried.
Luo Enxi's heart couldn't tell the pain, but she told herself not to cry.
Aunt He always encouraged her not to cry, but to be strong.
So Luo Enxi told herself not to cry.
The police intervened in the investigation, and He Xia Nuan also went to make a transcript, but from the scene, all the evidence can only show that Aunt He really slipped and fell.
Although Aqiang found this matter difficult to accept, he had to accept it.
A Qiang was very sad, he was very haggard at the funeral.
He kept thinking about waiting for a day to get ahead and let Aunt He live a good life.
But unfortunately, time waits for no one. As Wang Xiaobo once said, who knows which one will come first tomorrow or the accident?
Aunt He could not wait for A Qiang to rise to the top, and A Qiang could not fulfill his filial piety in front of Aunt He.
In this way, the world is separated.
Fu Haochen looked at A Qiang who was crying and couldn't help but think of himself when he was a child.
It was my darkest time. My father was not around, and my mother committed suicide by jumping off the building for his father. My father did not even appear at the mother's funeral.
Fu Haochen secretly clenched his fist.
But soon, Luo Enxi next to him gently held Fu Haochen's hand.
Fu Haochen's resentment suddenly dropped.
Yeah, what the is he getting angry.
Compared with him, Luo Enxi hadn't even seen her mother, and all the impressions of her mother might be nothing but a void.
What is he still asking for?
Fu Haochen thought, and couldn't help holding Luo Enxi's hand.
Two people who have lost their mothers since childhood, clasp their hands tightly and encourage each other, which is the greatest comfort to each other.
The funeral was quickly completed. Although Ah Qiang was reluctant to give up, he did not delay.
After the funeral, Mrs. Fu will follow Fu Haochen home and watch He Xia Nuan move out with her own eyes, so that she can feel at ease.
After He Xia Nuan's house was selected, Fu Haochen quickly completed the moving procedures for her. A new house is well-decorated, so you can move in directly.
Although He Xia Nuan was unwilling, there was no other way but to move out of Fu Haochen's house silently.
When He Xia Nuan left, she gave Luo Enxi angrily, but Luo Enxi didn't notice it.
Luo Enxi, wait, I always have a way to make you look good.
He Xia Nuan's expression was fleeting, and then he changed to an aggrieved expression.
"Hao Chen, you, you take good care of yourself..." He Xia Nuan said, lowering her head.
Fu Haochen rubbed He Xia Nuan's hair, said faintly "Yeah," and then told He Xia Nuan, "You also take care of yourself."
Fu Haochen wanted to say, "Contact me again if you have anything to do", but after thinking about it, he swallowed this sentence.
To be honest, he didn't want to get involved with He Xia Nuan anymore.
He Xia Nuan is a thorn in Luo Enxi's heart. Fu Haochen once wanted to keep Luo Enxi from getting rid of this yoke for the rest of his life, but now, Fu Haochen wants to pull out this thorn.
He and Luo Enxi have gone through too much, and now there should only be left to each other.
Fu Haochen thought so, so he swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
The old lady Fu could see at a glance that Fu Haochen's hesitation had stopped. She snorted and said to He Xia Nuan, "If you move out, you will move out. Don't call us Haochen again if you have any problems. Haochen is a family member, so I can't tell you anything else."
When Mrs. Fu said this, she made it clear that she wanted to cut off all the connections between Fu Haochen and He Xia Nuan.
This move naturally followed Fu Haochen's wishes, but obviously He Xia Nuan didn't think so.
He Xia Nuan froze immediately, but she knew very well that there would be no good results in refuting Mrs. Fu face to face.
So He Xia Nuan endured it.
She wanted to see if she lived long, or this old lady lived long!
He Xia Nuan was angry, but did not show anything on the face, and nodded to Fu Haochen.
Luo Enxi sat beside the old lady Fu.
Until He Xia Nuan walked out of the house, there was no communication between the two.
But when He Xia Nuan really stepped out of the door, Luo Enxi couldn't help but relax.
Great.
He Xia Nuan is gone.
Great.
Luo Enxi's relaxation was naturally felt by the old lady Fu sitting next to her.
Old lady Fu took Luo Enxi's hand.
"En Xi." Old lady Fu said earnestly, "Sometimes, you just feel too soft."
"Grandma?" Luo Enxi didn't want to understand what the old lady Fu was referring to.
"In the future, you must live your life well. Don't do what Haochen says. Follow him in everything. He will definitely bully you." Mrs. Fu continued.
"No, grandma, Haochen is fine." Luo Enxi habitually defended Fu Haochen in front of Mrs. Fu.
However, Luo Enxi followed Fu Haochen's intentions and became accustomed to doing it. For so many years, Fu Haochen has always been the leader in this relationship.
This time it was also Fu Haochen's proposal, and Luo Enxi agreed to take He Xia Nuan home.
In fact, Luo Enxi always felt that the way of getting along with Fu Haochen and her was like an order, not a negotiation.
Fu Haochen has accumulated prestige for a long time, so Luo Enxi naturally thinks that Fu Haochen has decided something, she has no right to intervene.
But the relationship between the two people is quietly changing, but neither of them notices it.
...
Fu Haochen sent He Xia Nuan to the new house.
After simply helping He Xia Nuan clean up, Fu Haochen got up and prepared to leave.
He can't wait to return home now and enjoy the world where He Xia Nuan is the only one he and Luo Enxi are alone.
But when Fu Haochen was about to go out after saying goodbye, He Xia Nuan gently hugged Fu Haochen from behind.
Fu Haochen became stiff, but he did not get rid of He Xia Nuan.
This should be the last hug. Fu Haochen thought, in the future it will be like two parallel lines, and the trajectories of life will no longer be intersected.
But obviously, He Xia Nuan didn't think so.
She just wanted to hug Fu Haochen, like a firm agreement.
I will definitely let you come to me.
This is what He Xia Nuan really wants to say to Fu Haochen.
What she wanted was not to say goodbye, but a promise to accompany her in the future.