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Mu Qing was quite puzzled, so he asked out his doubts. Yan Zhengdong explained that he liked the old scarf because it was softer than the new one.

Mu Qing was embarrassed when he heard this—CRZ's scarves are famously light, warm and soft, but he opened his eyes and said nonsense and accused the new scarf of tying his neck?

Fortunately, this is what the two of them said in private, otherwise, wouldn't the top management of CRZ block up his door and wipe his neck? !

Of course, Mu Qing was just complaining in his heart, with Yan Zhengdong's cunning... no, he was mature and smooth, it was impossible for him to do something as outspoken as Song Zixuan.

Therefore, he had no idea that the one who disliked the CRZ scarf in every possible way was the frantic fact that the owner of the brand was himself!

With a face full of clothes, Yan Zhengdong's borrowed car also arrived, and the person who came to deliver the car looked like a man running errands. After seeing Yan Zhengdong, he handed over the car keys to him without saying a word, and then took a taxi by himself left the neighborhood.

Mu Qing can drive, but due to the restriction of "the past", this body does not have a driver's license, and should not light up his driving skills, so he sits in the co-pilot seat without any psychological pressure and enjoys it-after all, the box office myth Not everyone can sit in a car.

Although the two spent a lot of time eating and looking for clothes, it was still very early when they set off. There were almost no pedestrians on the street, and only a few cars were running cautiously on the street.Of course, I have been busy for a whole year, and everyone who can sleep in on the first day of the new year falls asleep. In addition, it is snowing, and no one really goes out early in the morning.

Driving with Mu Qing to several places, the two finally found a flower shop that was open. This time Yan Zhengdong followed Mu Qing in, and he chose a bunch of white chrysanthemums himself. Surprisingly, Mu Qing Picked two bundles.

Yan Zhengdong really wanted to ask the reason, and wanted to know if the other party wanted to see someone other than his father, but his intuition told him that he would not like this answer, so he still didn't ask.

There were hardly any people in the cemetery, and it looked even more desolate and desolate against the background of heavy snow. The snow had stopped, and the sun shone on the snow with a golden light, which made people unable to open their eyes.

Carefully stepping on the somewhat slippery bluestone slab, Mu Qing found the place where the original owner's father was buried according to the map he had read before coming here. He signaled Yan Zhengdong to wait aside, while he walked forward and gently touched the place with his gloved hands. Brushing away the snowflakes on the tombstone, wiping off the dirt on the glass in front of the photo, and placing the white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, she stood up and quietly looked at the man in the photo.

The man in the photo is about 40 years old, wearing a police uniform, with resolute and handsome features, and sharp-edged facial features. Although he is not quite similar to this body, it does not affect the fact that he is also a handsome guy.

This is a very trustworthy person from the first look, and he is a people's policeman who has done a lot of good deeds and died heroically in the end.

Mu Qing squatted down again, silently dug a small hole in the ground nearby, put something in it, buried it with soil, and compacted it.

Yan Zhengdong who was behind him could see clearly that it was a photo of Mu Qing himself, and the boy's face on it was still a little immature, and it shouldn't look beyond that.

So this child is afraid that his father will be lonely, so he uses his own photo to accompany his father who is sleeping underground?

So who will accompany this young man who is left alone in the world?

As soon as this idea came up, Yan Zhengdong felt a sharp pain in the tip of his heart, as if something had stabbed him hard.He wanted to say something, to comfort the young man in front of him who still looked thin even though he was wearing a down jacket.But then he found that his own throat seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton, and he couldn't speak at all.

In the end, he just walked forward silently, gently placed the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tombstone, and bowed deeply towards the tombstone.

After straightening up, he looked at the man in the photo and said seriously:

"Uncle, hello, it's the first time we meet, my name is Yan Zhengdong, and I'm Mu Qing's friend."

"It's a friend, but in my heart, I regard Mu Qing as a very close person. I know you must miss him very much over there. Don't worry, although Mu Qing has suffered a lot before, in the future, there will be people around him. I am here."

"I will protect him, I will remind him to pay attention to his body, I will not let him be alone again, and I will not let him be bullied by people with malicious intentions. I will try my best to help him solve all his troubles and troubles. I will work hard Let him live happily every day in the future..."

Mu Qing: o(╯□╰)o

After hearing Yan Zhengdong's words, he was very moved, but the problem is, no matter how you listen to them, he feels that these words are not quite right. same determination...

Thinking of this, he felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart, and the details that made him feel weird before but didn't think about it carefully reappeared in his mind.

He wanted to grasp some information carefully, but felt that the answer was a bit dangerous, and wanted to give up exploring, but wanted to find the answer as if obsessed... Just as he was hesitating and struggling, Yan Zhengdong, who was beside him, had already finished what he wanted to say Then, he softly called Mu Qing, and in the puzzled eyes of the other party, he pouted at the extra bunch of chrysanthemums: "Let's continue."

"This..." Mu Qing was a little hesitant, because he didn't want Yan Zhengdong to know the person who was going to worship next, so he could only look at him silently, with a look of embarrassment in his eyes, hoping that he could take the initiative to avoid it.

It's a pity that Yan Zhengdong, who is usually so understanding that he almost doubts that he can read minds, turned a blind eye to his embarrassment this time. Instead, he stood quietly and silently looked at the young man in front of him—he wanted to see, Who is the other person that Mu Qing cares about.

Seeing that Yan Zhengdong had no intention of avoiding suspicion, Mu Qing secretly sighed inwardly.He knew that he was doomed to be unable to act alone, so he simply nodded as if giving up, and led Yan Zhengdong to walk deeper into the cemetery.

When she stopped again, Mu Qing stood in front of the tombstone of "Shen Muqing".

This is the first time he came to his grave after his rebirth.

Under Yan Zhengdong's gloomy eyes that seemed to be dripping water, Mu Qing stepped forward. Instead of sweeping away the snowflakes on the tombstone as before, he took out the file prepared in his pocket and pointed it at it. Song Zixuan's name was slashed off!