loveless marriage

Zhuo Yu's funeral was chosen to be held at the end of December.

In the mourning hall, Zhuo Yu's photo was surrounded by white flowers. He had no friends during his lifetime, and few people came to the funeral. Lu Jing was tall and straight in a black suit. He put the urn on the altar and looked at Zhuo Yu's Photos, silently.

Cheng Tianqing was also dressed in black. Standing beside Lu Jing, his hair was longer than Lu Jing's, and his upturned eyes were elegant and handsome, which was very different from Lu Jing's calm demeanor. He looked at Zhuo Yu in the photo and said in a low voice : "Lu Jing, don't be too sad."

Lu Jing was a little distracted: "This photo was taken by Xiaoyu in the United States. When he was by my side, he smiled sweetly and innocently, but he has never been so free and happy... Tian Qing, sometimes I think, if I If Xiaoyu is not brought back, maybe he will be happier."

If you don't bring him back, he won't be kidnapped and won't die.

Lu Jing frowned, his eyes struggled with pain, he turned his head, looked at Cheng Tianqing, and said, "Tianqing, are you happy by my side?"

Cheng Tianqing was stunned, he patted Lu Jing's shoulder, and laughed: "Lu Jing, I am very happy to be with you." Although there was pain and hesitation, as long as Lu Jing was by his side, he would have no problem. feared.

"As long as you don't leave me behind." Cheng Tianqing said this very easily, but Lu Jing felt a little heartbroken, "No." He kissed Cheng Tianqing's forehead lightly.

After the funeral, Lu Jing, who had stayed up all night, was a little exhausted, Cheng Tianqing sent him back to the apartment to sleep, and then drove to the suburban villa to collect Zhuo Yu's belongings.

Cheng Tianqing packed up some of Zhuo Yu's clothes and some accessories. Lu Jing specifically told him that if Cheng Tianqing wanted to find Zhuo Yu's diary, he probably passed away. Lu Jing wanted to keep some thoughts by his side.

Cheng Tianqing rummaged through the box, but still couldn't find the diary.

"Strange... Where did Zhuo Yu put it..." Cheng Tianqing muttered suspiciously.

"Ma'am." A deep voice sounded behind him, Cheng Tianqing was startled, turned around, and saw Steward Wang standing at the door.

Cheng Tianqing frowned, and said defensively, "Butler Wang? Why are you here? Lu Jing said you went back to Lu's house." Butler Wang still smiled, but Cheng Tianqing felt that his eyes were a bit cold.

"The master lived in this villa, the wife lived in it, and Master Zhuo lived in it. I want to clean it up before going back." Wang Butler said.

Cheng Tianqing nodded and said, "Butler Wang, do you know where Zhuo Yu's diary is kept?"

Steward Wang raised the corners of his lips, and said, "Master Zhuo has always kept that diary with him, and it recorded his master's happy and happy times..." Cheng Tianqing's hand trembled, so it was so, no wonder Lu Jing was so fond of that diary. Being so persistent, Cheng Tianqing felt a little sad, but tried his best to control himself not to be jealous of a deceased person.

"That diary is in the cabinet next to the bed." Wang Butler said.

Cheng Tianqing walked to the cabinet next to the bed, opened the door, and rummaged through it carefully. Steward Wang picked up the chair and walked behind him silently.

With a muffled sound, Cheng Tianqing said "Uh..." and fell to the ground. Butler Wang was holding the chair, and bright red blood flowed down the chair legs.

He took out his mobile phone, his eyes were cold: "Mr. Heng, I have done what you told me."

As night fell, Lu Jing woke up in the apartment. The room was very dark. He sat up from the bed and called in a low voice, "Tianqing?" Step out of the room.

"Tianqing, Cheng Tianqing?!" There was no one in the living room, and on the sofa, the white shirt that Cheng Tianqing had replaced was quietly placed...