I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Chapter 223: Admiral Beta is the romantic male supporting role (49)

Ren Nianshen stood in the middle of the palace, looking up, and reported yesterday's study situation to his father with admiration.

There was a hint of boasting in his voice, as if he was announcing his pride to the world: "Father, it was General Chu who gave me a lesson yesterday. He was amazing and praised me for my talent."

The man on the throne had gray hair at the temples, but his face still looked young.

He had a kind smile on his face and looked at his heir tenderly.

Seeing Ren Nianshen's expression, Ren Ling waved to the little boy below.

Ren Nianshen ran up happily and sat on his father's lap.

Ren Ling smiled slightly, gently placed his hand on Ren Nianshen's body, and asked gently: "So amazing, what did General Chu say?"

Ren Nianshen's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "General Chu told me the story of the last general, and coincidentally, that general also had a Shen. Does Father know him?"

Ren Ling's hand suddenly stopped, his eyes became cloudy, as if they had lost their luster, like a dying puppet.

His voice was trembling a little: "He is my... friend, best friend."

Ren Nianshen looked into his father's eyes and felt a deep sadness surrounding him.

He had never seen his father like this before. He knew that he had no parents and he heard that he was picked up by his father.

He has never seen his father get married, and he always looks indifferent and lives like a walking corpse.

Now, for the first time, he saw that his father could have such great emotional fluctuations.

He had seen the same expression on General Chu's face. He thought that the person who could make his father and General Chu show such an expression must be an outstanding person who is beyond the reach of others.

A surge of curiosity surged in Ren Nianshen's heart. He wanted to know about the admiral named "Shen" and what kind of person he was that made his father and General Chu miss him so much.

The palace fell into silence. Ren Nianshen stopped talking. He sat quietly on his father's lap, accompanying him.

#Our great commander Qiao Jili passed away. The people will never forget his contribution to the Federal Empire#

The tragic news spread all over the Star Internet, and the people of the Federal Empire mourned for him.

"Commander Joe is a great man! A loyal servant of the people! He has devoted his entire life to the military cause of the Federation!"

"Isn't Commander Qiao only 42 years old? How could this be?"

"And he never married in his life. Why do you think that is?"

"Have you heard about it? Commander Qiao's brother committed suicide ten years ago! I'm afraid it wasn't because of his brother's death..."

"Ah, why did you commit suicide? Depression?"

"No, no, I heard that my lover died in the war ten years ago."

"Ah, no!"

"Stop talking, it reminds me of my General Lin, who is as bright as the moon."

"I have always believed that General Lin is not dead."

"Raise your hands silently. Commander Qiao used to have a good relationship with General Lin. Do you think it will happen..."

"Me too……"

"..."

"Wow, I must attend Commander Qiao's memorial service."

"Me too."

"+1"

"..."

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The atmosphere at the memorial service was heavy and solemn. Many people attended, all of them wearing black clothes and holding white flowers in their hands to express their grief for the deceased.

The crowd lined up silently, one by one, and placed the white flowers in their hands in front of the grave to express their condolences.

Bai Zhao stood in front of the tomb, his face was pale and he looked extremely tired.

His body was shaky and he seemed unable to stand on his own. He could only rely on the crutches in his hands to support himself.

His eyes lingered on the head portrait in front of the tomb, and his voice was trembling and unwilling: "Tell me, is he really dead?"

It was quiet all around, and no one responded to his question. Bai Zhao continued to speak to himself: "Forget it, you're already dead, so there's no point asking you. I can't hold on for much longer, so it's a good thing you found him first. But I guess your brother is already pestering him now."

After saying these words, a complex emotion flashed across Bai Zhao's face, including helplessness, reluctance, and a hint of relief.

He took a deep look at the tombstone, then slowly turned around and prepared to leave.

His back looked "old and hunched", as if he was carrying endless vicissitudes and pain. Every step seemed so difficult, and the sound of his cane hitting the ground echoed in the silent memorial service, making people feel desolate.

Bai Zhao's departure, just like his words just now, brought with it a kind of silent sorrow.

His figure gradually disappeared in the crowd, leaving behind his "old and hunched" back and the white flowers in front of the tomb, expressing grief, swaying gently in the breeze.

"Who is that?"

"Master Bai! The boss of the underground gang."

"Isn't it said that he is only 36? Why is he using a cane?"

"I don't know, probably injured."

Qi Liyang and Chu Xu came to the cemetery together. They stood side by side in front of the tomb with solemn expressions.

Qi Liyang spoke first, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Don't you think he died at a very bad time? He was really scheming."

Chu Xu did not answer immediately. His expression was complicated, neither agreeing nor denying.

Today is Lin Shen’s memorial day. The emotions in his heart are hard to describe. He just thinks silently that Qiao Jili is indeed scheming and actually chose to die on the same day.

Chu Xu stepped forward and gently placed the white flower in his hand in front of the tomb. Then he turned around and said to Qi Liyang, "Didn't you go out to play somewhere else? Why are you back?"

Qi Liyang's eyes turned cold, and he looked indifferent. He sighed, his tone full of disappointment: "It's boring, extremely boring. I should have gone to accompany the adults back then. Maybe I could have found the adults first in the underground."

After he said this, he turned and left, leaving Chu Xu standing alone in front of the tomb.

Chu Xu remained silent, his memory began to become blurred, Lin Shen's shadow seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, and sometimes he even forgot what year it was.

He shook his head and said to himself, "Forget it, it doesn't matter which year it is." Then he turned around and prepared to leave.

On the way out, Chu Xu saw a man holding a little boy. The two men didn't seem to notice Chu Xu, and Chu Xu didn't say hello and walked away silently.

Ren Ling took Ren Nianshen to the tomb and put down the white flowers in their hands.

Ren Nianshen looked up at his father and asked in confusion, "Father, how could Commander Qiao suddenly die of illness?"

Ren Ling was stunned, and said slowly: "It's a heart disease!" After that, he lowered his head and touched Ren Nianshen's head, with a hint of expectation in his tone: "Grow up quickly!

The white flowers in front of the tomb swayed gently in the wind, as if telling an unfinished story and eternal grief.