Life With You

Today, the entire Ningshan Cemetery was sealed and only received guests from the Qiao family and Qiao’s family. Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen stayed in the mortuary for less than 50 minutes. The door was opened, and a filial ingot stood at the door. .

The moment she saw Yuan Bao, Qiao Aiwen's tears came down, as if forced to admit that she was finally separated from Qiao Dingxiang.

Yuan Bao came forward silently, patted Qiao Aiwen's arm, and then set his gaze on Song Xi's face, "You can go, Brother Sheng is waiting for you in front."

The three of them went out one after another. Someone passed an umbrella from the side. Under the torrential rain, Song Xi saw George Sheng carrying an ashes ten meters ahead.

He was dressed in black and black trousers, with a white hood draped from head to legs. The two pure colors cut a person in half abruptly.

The air was filled with mist, blurring the expression on George Sheng's face. He himself felt that there was no sad look on his face, but Song Xi only glanced at it, and his nose was inexplicably sore.

All the relatives followed George Sheng, Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen stood at the closest position to him, and the group walked formidable to the private cemetery.

When the tombstone was at the tombstone, it was a monk dressed in cassock that replaced Mr. Yin and Yang. George Sheng personally put the ashes in the tomb. Ren Lina held a sandalwood box in her hand and said that Qiao Dingxiang’s favorite things during her lifetime They were all inside and buried together.

Most of the tombs in the north use chicken blood, but because Qiao Dingxiang has been devoted to the Buddha in recent years, the last step did not kill, but was done by monks chanting and praying.

The tombstone was sealed, and Ren Lina looked away and wiped her tears. George Sheng watched the photo of Qiao Dingxiang on the tombstone and knelt down without hesitation.

There was someone holding an umbrella behind him, but the ground was already soaked, puddles still accumulated in many places, and the pants got wet immediately.

Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen were one second slower than George Sheng, and both knelt down and knocked their heads three times in the rain.

Qiao Dingxiang's other daughters and grandchildren would naturally kneel down without asking. They knew that Qiao Dingxiang was invisible, but there was no George Sheng.

Many things are just for the living.

There are a few people who are really sad.

After the group kowtowed their heads and got up, Qiao Aiwen walked to the tombstone and leaned over to kiss the photos on the tombstone. Her gesture of holding the tombstone cautiously hit Song Xi's heart because she had a good relationship with Song Yuanqing, too. Can understand this feeling, and even empathize.

Tears burst into her eyes, and Song Xi's sadness at this moment is real.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The rain hit the leaves and the ground, and the sound concealed the cry. Just as Song Xi raised her hand to wipe her tears, Yuan Bao, who was a step away behind her, answered the phone, and then stepped to George Sheng's side, low. The voice said, "Brother Sheng, a reporter came in."

Song Xi and George Sheng were very close, and Yuan Bao did not deliberately.

Avoid her, so she can hear clearly.

The bottom of his heart sank, Song Xi looked at George Sheng, and secretly said which media was so indifferent and insisted on breaking ground on Hades?

Sure enough, looking at George Sheng's face again, he was in a terrible mood, and he had nowhere to vent.

His thin lips opened, and he only said three words: "Find out."

Yuan Bao said: "I'll let someone send Xiaowen and Song Xi back."

George Sheng was noncommittal, and turned his head to look at Song Xi slowly. The others stood a little further away. He said to her, "Don't worry, you won't leak out."

Song Xi didn't worry about this inexplicably, she just looked up at him and said, "On a day like today, don't get angry and don't see blood."

She was worried that he would kill the people who came in in a rage.

Seeing the worry and anxiety in her eyes, George Sheng didn't open his mouth. After all, he said ‘um’.

Yuan Bao wanted to take Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen. Before leaving, Song Xi took something out of his bag and stuffed it into George Sheng's coat pocket.

George Sheng didn't show it right away, because there was still a lot to do.

Song Xi was sent away from Ningshan Cemetery and returned directly to Cuicheng Mountain. It was not noon now, but she felt like a whole day had passed.

Gu Dongxu called and asked, "What's the matter? Why did you suddenly send you and Qiao Aiwen away?"

I have to say that the police have the acumen that ordinary people do not have.

Song Xi replied: "Yuan Bao said that reporters came in."

When these words came out, Gu Dongxu had a meal on the other side, and then said: "The reporter is crazy, right?"

Song Xi asked, "Are you still there?"

Gu Dongxu replied: "I just came out...I haven't heard that they are looking for reporters. If someone comes in, they are looking for death!"

Song Xi didn't comment at first, but when she thought about it, she said, "You will come out when you come out. Don't follow suit. You are not in your control."

Gu Dongxu said angrily, "Do you know what they will do if they catch someone? It will kill you!"

Song Xi replied: "No, today is your grandpa's burial day, and George Sheng will not make a big mess no matter what."

Gu Dongxu instinctively questioned: "You guessed it or he promised you?"

Song Xi said, "He agreed."

Although it was just an ‘um’, he must do what he said.

Gu Dongxu was relieved when he heard the words. Otherwise, his family member who is a police officer knows that something is going to happen, should he take care of it?

The two chatted for a few words, and Gu Dongxu suddenly said: "I found that you are completely rebelling now. I told you that the reporter might have gone or not. You are not at all worried."

Song Xi's voice was calm: "It was said that closing the garden does not allow people to enter. This is not the same as the ferocious beasts. Don't feed them. It is they themselves challenge the rules of others."

Gu Dongxu said: "The professional rule for journalists is to dig other people's secrets."

Song Xi said: "So they should have anticipated how much risk they took."

Gu Dongxu aggressively said: "Even if George Sheng would kill them half-life?"

Song Xi didn't answer and asked, "You know what will happen if my relationship with George Sheng leaks out. Are you standing by the reporter or standing by me?"

Gu Dongxu visibly choked and paused for a few seconds before repliing with a weak tone: "There are two different things, of course I will stand by you."

Song Xi said: "I am not a public official. I don't have as strong a sense of responsibility as you. I only know that in other people's places, we must abide by other people's rules of the game, and I can see who is good for me."

Gu Dongxu said, "Why do you lose your temper for George Sheng and me?"

Song Xi was taken aback when he heard the words, "Who lost your temper with you? It's the matter."

Gu Dongxu said sourly: "I haven't lost my temper yet? If I'm in front of you, you can take off my shoes and shake my face!"

Song Xi tried to remember, is she angry?

no?

If so, only a little bit.

She was silent, and Gu Dongxu teased strangely: "A fake Mrs. Qiao's name will make you feel dizzy and look down on friends!"