There is a Breeze When He Laughs

  Chapter 137 Become a Handful of Ashes

  Sea water is rich in salt, ghosts are afraid of salt water, which is why there are no water ghosts in the sea.

   "Yi Ren, Lin Wanqiu really told you?"

Wen Yiyan glanced at Zhong Yu, "Why, don't you believe it?"

   "No, I mean if this is true, then we should respect the deceased."

  The desire to survive is quite strong.

  Standing at the door for half an hour, the staff delivered the ashes.

Staring at that little black wooden box, Wen Yiren was inexplicably sighed. In just a few decades, after walking in the world, he experienced more pain and suffering than happiness. In the end, it became this. Carrying ashes, there is not even a person who misses her to worship her every year for Ching Ming.

She saw more ghosts who died of grievances, and listened to all kinds of touching stories, but she has also been the messenger of Wangchuan for hundreds of years. No matter how miserable and sad the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts, she can still be expressionless. Send it away.

  Perhaps as a person for the first time, she seems to be more and more emotional.

  Is this one of the human sufferings that the boss made her experience?

   "Pleasant, I will take you to the door."

  Wen Yiren glanced at Zhong Yu, his eyes fell into the door, and Lin Jingyu was still standing there.

  She is wearing a beautiful red skirt with a pair of leather shoes of the same color on her feet. She has a round face, long black hair up to her waist, and her hands tightly hold a worn puppet.

   is clearly a well-behaved and cute little girl, but her body is full of viciousness at the moment, especially those empty eyes that look like black holes, which makes people feel terrible unconsciously.

   "That alley in your house tonight, I'll be waiting for you there."

   confessed with his mind, Wen Yiren smiled slightly and turned around, “Zhong Yu, maybe you should try to accept Miss Next Week, I see that she really likes you.”

  Unexpectedly, Wen Yiren would say this suddenly, Zhong Yu was stunned, and before he could react, Wen Yiren had already walked out of the room.

   Surprisingly, in this late autumn, the sun was extremely hot, and the empty square seemed to be covered by a faint light. Wen Yiren unbuttoned his coat and almost immediately saw the black Bentley parked at the door.

  The car window was ajar, and Lu Shixiu was talking on the phone. His perfect profile seemed to have been carefully carved by the most powerful sculptor.

  Alan was standing by the car, looking at his watch from time to time, and looked a little anxious.

  Without hesitation, Wen Yiren trot forward, “Assistant Ai, if Mr. Lu has something to do, you can go first.”

  Allen shook his head hurriedly, "No, Mr. Lu is not busy at all today," as he said, he quickly opened the rear door, "Miss Wen, please get in the car."

"thanks."

  As soon as he got into the car, Lu Shixiu's Lengxiang, who belonged to Lu Shixiu, rushed towards her face, raised her hand to touch her nose, and smiled at Lu Shixiu, "Mr. Lu, I have asked you to wait a long time."

"It's not bad."

  I didn’t know what was said on the phone, Lu Shixiu subconsciously glanced at her, then calmly hung up, "What do you want to eat?"

"what?"

   "Lunch, what do you want to eat."

  Wen Yiren only reacted, now it’s over the meal, not to mention it’s okay, but I’m really hungry when I say it.

   "President Lu, are you hungry?"

  Lu Shixiu wanted to say that it was okay. Seeing Wen Yiren holding his stomach with one hand, he turned to his mouth, "It’s kind of."

   "Mr. Lu, you used to treat guests before, otherwise I will treat you to this meal today!"

"Need not."

   "President Lu, Lishang, you have helped me so many times. I should treat you to a meal."

  She doesn’t want to owe favors. People like Pian Pian Lu Shixiu don’t lack anything. Instead, it’s most convenient and appropriate to have a meal.

  (End of this chapter)