Life With You

The entire Ningshan Cemetery was closed today, and only guests from the Qiao family and the Qiao family were received. Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen stayed in the mortuary hall for less than fifty minutes. The door of the mortuary hall was opened, and Yuan Bao, dressed in filial piety, stood at the door. .

The moment she saw Yuan Bao, Qiao Aiwen burst into tears, as if she was forced to admit that she was finally getting further and further away from Qiao Dingxiang.

Yuan Bao silently stepped forward, patted Qiao Aiwen's arm, and then cast 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, and someone handed an umbrella from the side. Under the heavy rain, Song Xi saw George Sheng carrying an urn more than ten meters in front of him.

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

There was mist in the air, which blurred the expression on George Sheng's face. He himself felt that there was no sadness on his face, but Song Xi felt an inexplicable sore nose after just one glance.

All the relatives followed George Sheng. Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen stood closest to him, and the group walked toward the private cemetery in a mighty manner.

When we arrived at the tombstone, it was a monk dressed in cassocks who presided over the burial ceremony instead of Mr. Yin Yang. George Sheng personally put the urn into the tomb. Ren Lina held a sandalwood box in her hand and talked about some of Qiao Dingxiang's favorite things during his lifetime. They were all inside and buried together.

Most tomb sealing in the north uses chicken blood, but because Qiao Dingxiang has been a devout believer in Buddhism in recent years, the last step was not killed, but was completed under the chanting and prayers of monks.

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

Someone was holding an umbrella behind him, but the ground had long been soaked, and there were puddles in many places. When his pants got wet, they immediately became damp.

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

Qiao Dingxiang's other daughters and grandchildren naturally all knelt down without asking. They knew that Qiao Dingxiang could not see them, but there was also George Sheng.

Many things are done for living people to see.

There are a few people who are really sad, but they are just like people who drink water and know whether it is warm or cold.

The group of people kowtowed and stood up. Qiao Aiwen walked directly to the tombstone and leaned over to kiss the photo on the tombstone. The way she carefully hugged the tombstone instantly touched Song Xi's heart, because she also had a very good relationship with Song Yuanqing, too. I can understand this feeling, and even feel it.

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

The rain fell harder and harder, hitting the leaves and the ground, and the sound covered up the crying. Just as Song Xi raised his hand to wipe his tears, Yuan Bao, who was a step behind, answered the phone, then stepped over to George Sheng's side and whispered The voice said: Brother Sheng, a reporter sneaked in.

Song Xi and George Sheng were very close, and Yuan Bao didn't do anything deliberately.

Avoid her so she hears clearly.

With a sinking feeling in his heart, Song Xi looked at George Sheng and secretly wondered which media was so blind and insisted on making trouble on the King of Hell?

Sure enough, looking at George Sheng's face again, it was that he was in an extremely bad mood and was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger.

Opening his thin lips, he only said three words: Find it out.

Yuan Bao said: I will send Xiaowen and Song Xi back first.

George Sheng was noncommittal and slowly turned to look at Song Xi. Everyone else stood a little further away. He said to her, Don't worry, it won't leak out.

Song Xi was inexplicably not worried about this. He 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 got in in a rage.

George Sheng saw the worry and anxiety in her eyes and did not open his mouth. He finally said 'hmm'.

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

George Sheng didn't take it out to read immediately because there were still many things to do.

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

Gu Dongxu called and asked, What happened? Why did you and Qiao Aiwen suddenly be sent away?

It has to be said that police officers have a sensitivity that ordinary people don’t have.

Song Xi replied: Yuan Bao said that a reporter sneaked in.

As soon as these words came out, Gu Dongxu was stunned at first, and then said: Is the reporter crazy?

Song Xi asked: Are you still there?

Gu Dongxu replied: When we came out... I didn't even hear that they were looking for reporters. If someone really sneaks in, they are looking for death!

Song Xi didn't comment at first, but then she thought about it and said, You come out when you come out. Don't get involved. This matter is not your business.

Gu Dongxu said angrily: Do you know what they will do if they catch someone? People will die!

Song Xi replied: No, today is the day your grandpa is buried. George Sheng will never make a fuss no matter what.

Gu Dongxu instinctively questioned: You guessed that he made a promise to you?

Song Xi said: He agreed.

It was just a 'hmm', but he meant what he said.

When Gu Dongxu heard this, he was relieved. Otherwise, if he, a family member of a policeman, knew something was going to happen, would he take care of it or not?

The two chatted for a while, and Gu Dongxu suddenly said: I found that you have completely switched sides now. I told you that the reporter might never return, but you are not worried at all.

Song Xi's voice was calm: We have said that no one can enter the garden. This is the same as not feeding the beasts unless they are ferocious. They are challenging other people's rules themselves.

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

Song Xi said: So they should have anticipated the risks they would take.

Gu Dongxu was aggressive: Even if George Sheng will take half of their lives?

Song Xi didn't answer and asked instead: You know what will happen if my relationship with George Sheng is leaked. Are you supporting the reporter or me now?

Gu Dongxu was visibly choked, and paused for a few seconds before replying in a slightly weaker tone: It's two different things, of course I will side with you.

Song Xi said: I'm not a public official, and I don't have as strong a sense of responsibility as you. I only know that in other people's territory, I have to abide by other people's rules of the game, and I can tell who is doing my best.

Gu Dongxu said: Why are you angry with me because of George Sheng?

Song Xi was stunned when he heard this, Who lost his temper with you? Let's just talk about it.

Gu Dongxu said sourly: You haven't lost your temper yet? If I were in front of you, you could take off your shoes and throw them in my face!

Song Xi tried her best to recall. Was she angry?

no?

If so, only a little.

She was silent, and Gu Dongxu teased in a strange way: The name of a fake Mrs. Qiao will make you dizzy, you value sex over friends!