Inside the mourning hall, Wei Yi was holding onto Ji Yunshu without any thought of letting her go.
Meanwhile, outside the hall, Jing Rong maintained an expressionless face which made it hard for anyone to guess his mind. Lang Po stood beside him. His sight was also on Ji Yunshu and Wei Yi.
During these two days, he had followed his orders and taken care of Wei Yi. His eyes watched Wei Yi without blinking as he sported panda eyes. It could be said that he followed his orders to the letter.
Of course, Wei Yi hadn't eaten anything and had been on an empty stomach for the past two days.
Lang Po faintly sighed and spoke to himself, "Miss Ji was swamped by so many things yet her mind is still thinking about Young Master Wei." Admiration could be felt within his words.
Jing Rong's eyes glossed over him with indifference. It immediately caused the surface of Lang Po's skin to feel a freezing temperature. He lowered his head and shut up. He was greatly bewildered inside his heart. His master not only didn't appear to be jealous, this calm attitude was a bit too shocking. 'This is too unusual! Extremely out of character!'
How could he have known that Jing Rong was heartbroken? His heart felt like it was tearing apart, cracking like dried up branches in December.
i Yunshu's heart had Ji Pei and that person was like a thorn well embedded in her heart. Despite doing everything he could, he couldn't pull that love out of her, leaving him heartbroken. Not to mention, that Ji Pei might be dead, but the fact remained that he had lost to a dead person! When he thought about it, Jing Rong's thin lips stretched into a pained smile.
At this moment, Ji Yunshu had lightly pushed away Wei Yi and wiped his tears using her sleeves. "They say that you didn't eat anything for the past two days. How can you go on if you don't eat?" It made her feel a bit distressed.
"It's just that... I don't feel like eating."
"Even if you don't feel like eating, you still have to eat. It's bad for your body if you don't eat. Tomorrow is your parents' funeral procession. How will you have the energy to send them off one last time if you don't eat?"
When she mentioned about the funeral procession, Wei Yi tightly pressed his dry lips together. He couldn't refute her. The Wei's servants immediately went to the kitchen to prepare the meal while Wei Yi continued to weep. He did his best to choke back several sobs by squeezing his cheeks. When he sniffled, his body trembled and inadvertently dropped his chopsticks on the table.
Clatter! Cling!
Ji Yunshu picked up his chopsticks and was about to give them back, but her hand suddenly halted. She frowned. 'Hmm?'
Wei Yi took the chopsticks and was about to pick up some food, but Ji Yunshu grabbed back the chopsticks and brought them in front of her eyes for careful observation.
"Shu'er, if you take my chopsticks, how am I going to eat?" Wei Yi asked as he chewed on his food.
Ji Yunshu's expression tensed up. Her fingertips brushed against the chopsticks. It seemed like she had a revelation.
"Shu'er..." Wei Yi quickly swallowed his food before calling her out. His call brought her back to reality. She faintly smiled before giving back his chopsticks and got up.
She said, "Eat well, I'm going out for a moment."
"Where are you going? Shu'er, don't throw me away!" Wei Yi tugged on her clothes and refused to let her leave.
Ji Yunshu reached for his head and stroked it. Her eyes were filled with determination. "Wei Yi, I already said that I won't leave you. Be good and eat your meal. When you're done, I'll be back. Alright?"
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Bone Painting Coroner
Ficción históricaDISCLAIMER!! Story not mine. For offline purposes only. In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city's Ji Family' Third Miss, a small malnourished...