After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Qiao Yu took the business card and said, "Thank you, Captain Zhao."

The dean said: "Come on, you guys should go and help Qiao Yu, and then call a hearse to take them home."

Soon, Qiao Yu and several caregivers carried Wen Qing's body away.

When she passed by Bo Han, she passed him by without looking sideways.

Bo Hanshi held her arm.

Qiao Yu pulled her lips and smiled: "Mr. Bo, there is blood on my body, which will dirty your hands."

There seemed to be an invisible barrier between her and him, isolating them from two worlds.

That barrier is transparent, intangible, invisible, but indestructible.

She pulled away from his hand.

I walked past him and never looked back.

Standing there in the cold weather, my palms were cold and numb.

The heart collapsed in an instant, as if a piece had been lost.

……

Wen Qing's body was moved into the room first.

Qiao Yu closed the door, took a clean towel, soaked it in warm water, and then carefully wiped Wen Qing's body clean.

She found a plain cheongsam embroidered with hibiscus flowers from the cabinet.

Wen Qing likes this cheongsam the most.

Because this is Qiao Yu's birthday gift to her.

When she was alive, Wen Qing was always reluctant to wear them.

She said she would wear it again when we get married.

However, this was the last time she wore it.

As for Qiao Yu, she will never get married again.

Qiao Yu helped her put on this cheongsam.

Combed her hair again.

Everything was sorted out and she was in no hurry to leave.

Instead, he sat by the bed and said calmly to Wen Qing: "Mom, I won't take you home. The place I live in is just a rented house. It's not our home. We have no home for a long time. You take the first step, but it doesn’t matter, you won’t be alone for long, and I will be here to accompany you soon.”

She and Wen Qing stayed alone in the room for a while.

She raised her head and looked out the window.

The sunset this evening is so beautiful.

Fiery red.

"Mom, the sun hasn't gone down outside yet. I'll hold an umbrella for you later. Just be patient and it will be over soon."

Waiting for the sunset to gradually set...

Several caregivers were carrying a stretcher, and Qiao Yu stood beside the stretcher, holding a black umbrella to cover Wen Qing.

After being sent to the hearse.

The driver asked: "Go home or go directly to the crematorium?"

"Go to the nearby crematorium."

"Row."

……

three hours later.

it's dark.

Qiao Yu came out of the cremation ground holding the urn.

She never shed a tear from beginning to end.

Even the master driving the hearse was shocked.

He couldn't even help but comfort her, "Girl, you can cry if you want to."

Qiao Yu said: "I can't cry, and I don't want to cry. Anyway, life and death, that's all."

"..."

This girl has seen through the world of mortals!

On the way home, Qiao Yu's cell phone was almost full of calls.

I turned on my phone and looked at the call records. There were more than a dozen calls from Nan Chu, a dozen calls from Jiang Yu Chuan, and a dozen calls from Xie Jun.

They probably all knew, and she didn't bother to call them back to inform them.

She didn't want to make a big deal about Wen Qing's funeral. She contacted the cemetery tonight and went to the burial place tomorrow morning.

Everyone is dead, and those funeral ceremonies are just for the living to see.

When Qiao Yu arrived at the door of her house carrying the urn.

Nanchu had been standing there waiting for a long time.

"Yuyu!"

Nan Chu hugged her and cried.

Qiao Yu didn't cry. She even comforted Nan Chu: "Don't cry. My mother had been lying in bed. Later, she woke up and lived for another three years. According to her, her three years were like stealing." Come, live and earn one day, and don’t be sad even if you leave one day.”

"Yuyu...I know you are sad. If you want to cry, just cry."

Nan Chu looked at her overly calm face and felt a little scared.

There was no life in her eyes, they were dead, decadent, and withered.

It is said that before a person dies, his body is full of decaying death energy.

Now Qiao Yu's body was covered with this terrible death aura.

Nanchu opened the door for her.

Qiao Yu carried the urn into the house.

She carefully placed the urn on the table and suddenly asked Nan Chu: "Chuchu, can you help me find a cemetery? I want to bury my mother early tomorrow morning."

She was extremely calm and her mind was extremely clear.

Explain things in an orderly manner.

Nan Chu was startled for a moment, "Oh, okay, I'll go and ask right away."

After a while.

Nan Chu said: "I asked my friend to find Nanshan Cemetery. The feng shui there is good and it's not too far from here. What do you think?"

"Okay, I also heard that Nanshan Cemetery is good."

"..."

Nan Chu stared at her blankly, feeling that she was terrifyingly calm.

She hugged Qiao Yu and said, "Yu Yu, please cry."

Qiao Yu has no relatives. Strictly speaking, she only has two relatives in this world: Wen Qing and Xiao Xiangsi.

As for Qiao Fan, that guy who is worse than a pig or a dog is at most Qiao Yu's nominal father.

Wen Qing left.

It's like taking half of Qiao Yu's life.

She is so calm now, she is afraid that something big will happen.

"Yuyu, please stop holding on. I know you are sad. Auntie is gone. You still miss me, and you still miss me."

Her eyes were empty, "Oh, yes, there is still Xiangsi. But Xiangsi has been left to Bo Hanshi, he should take good care of Xiangsi."

"What are you talking about Yuyu, don't you want to miss me anymore?"

Qiao Yu smiled guiltily.

"At Chuchu, I can't seem to do anything well. When I was in love with Bo Hanshi, I betrayed him. I'm not a qualified girlfriend."

"My mother is in a nursing home, and I don't have time to visit her. Every time I visit her, I only stay with her for half a day. I can't be at her bedside to fulfill my filial piety. I'm not a good daughter."

"I'm not a good mother either. I always have no choice but to leave Xiangsi alone at home. She cried and begged me not to leave, but I still pushed her away. I seemed to be a real failure and did everything wrong. Chuchu, Am I damned?"

When she said these words calmly.

Nan Chu burst into tears, and she said distressedly: "Who said that? Who said you didn't do well? If those people put on your shoes and empathize with you in life, they will find out that what you have done Good enough. Back then, Qiao Fan asked you to choose between your aunt and Bo Hanshi. Choose one of the two. If you don't choose mom, why should you choose your boyfriend? This is not your fault, it is clearly Qiao Fan's sin! "

"You are raising a child alone. You have to earn money to support your aunt and raise the child. Your job was ruined by Bo Hanshi. Without money, you can only go to nightclubs to sing. Yuyu, who has ever felt sorry for you?"

"Don't blame yourself like this. You've obviously done a good enough job. Yuyu, just cry. If you're like this... I feel bad."

Qiao Yu raised his hand and wiped Nanchu's tears.

She said: "Chuchu, thank you. It seems that you are the only one standing by my side all this time. Stop crying. It won't look good if your makeup is stained by crying."

"Yuyu, cheer up. It will be over soon and everything will be fine. Haven't you always wanted to go to the beach? In a few days, I will take you to the beach... Anyway, please don't do this, okay? ?”

[I can’t stand my Yuyu anymore, I’ll cry to death, don’t scold my heroine, I feel bad]