Chapter 1849: Hope is given by myself, not by others

His voice was sudden, even scary. It was cooler and colder than the night. He stood at the door and stepped forward. It was inside a bright room, but behind him was endless darkness.
He seemed to be cold all over and around him, but his eyes looked at Ji Mianmian with some uncooled warmth.
Ji Mianmian and Mrs. Murong both froze for a moment, but she reacted quickly, stood up quickly, and ran to Murong Mian like a bird.
Before she ran to him, he reached out to her.
Ji Mianmian put his paw up and asked with a smile: "Are you busy?"
After Murong Zhihong's death, all in and out of his family were pressed on Murong Mian, saying that death is the greatest. Besides, Murong Zhihong, a well-known person in the local area, naturally cannot arbitrarily have a funeral.
Every day people come to the house to pay their respects, and sometimes one day, Ji Mianmian can only see him at night.
Mu Rongmian smiled: "Well, it's over."
He squeezed her palm gently: "I found you are not in the room, so I came down to you, disobedient."
Ji Mianmian's two big eyes flickered and he smiled at him.
Mu Rongmian reached out and nodded the tip of her nose, raised her head to Mrs. Murong with tears on her face, and said, "Madam, you have to rest earlier."
Mrs. Murong just felt countless words in her throat, but at the moment did not know how to say: "Randy I ..."
Mu Rongmian sighed: "Life cannot be resurrected, the dead have died, the living should look forward, as the letter left by you to Mr. Murong said, pain may accompany you for a long time, but life, To continue, people always live for themselves. All hope is given to themselves, not others, do you say yes? "
Ji Mianmian wondered, looking up at Murong Mian's perfect side face.
Hope is given by yourself, not by others.
Why, I always feel that this is something else.
She bit her lip. It seemed really esoteric. She didn't understand.
Mrs. Murong trembled. "Randy ..."
She looked at Murong Mian, begging, her voice sad.
Mu Rongmian smiled: "Be assured that Mian Mian and I will take care of everything for you. We won't leave until you are fully capable of mastering Murong's family. It's late at night, and the wife will rest earlier. Busy, you can't hold on like this. "
Ji Mianmian nodded again and again: "Yeah, yeah, ma'am, you have to take a good rest, otherwise how can you survive?"
Mu Rongmian clenched Ji Mianmian's hand, and gave Mrs. Murong a head nod: "Let's go back first."
Holding Ji Mianmian, he said that he no longer looked at the sad eyes of Mrs. Murong behind him.
As soon as he walked out of the hall, Ji Mianmian took a nap and said, "Fortunately you are here. If you don't come, I don't know what to do."
Mu Rongmian put her hand in her pocket: "Really? What's wrong?"
Ji Mianmian leaned on him and said: "She said let us stay and said that we should give everything to us."
Mu Rongmian put her hand around her shoulder: "Do you want it?"
Ji Mianmian touched his chin: "Although, when I think of so much money, I still have a snack. After all, this is a big pie, but ... I think about my parents and sister in China. Almond them, I think, I want to go back more, not to mention, I am not the kind of person who can be a wealthy lady, you say right? "
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