Chapter 224 (1/2)

Xie Dingyuan: ”if you make trouble again, you'll get off.”

Shen Qian Nan'an is quiet.

”Let's go, Lao Zhang.”

”Hey!”

After a long silence, Xie Dingyuan closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Suddenly, ”Lao Xie, I still feel wrong after thinking about it.”

Xie Dingyuan didn't open his eyes and calmly asked, ”when did you feel right?”

”... I'm not kidding you. It's strange for uncle ming to come back this time...”

Xie Dingyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Shen Qiannan: ”Mingming Tingzhou test area and launch center asked him to sit down, but he actually appeared in the imperial capital before the red 7 test explosion, which is unreasonable!”

Ming Yu left early half an hour ago. According to Zeng Chuan, she went back to rest.

”... but I don't think it's going back to the city. It's like going to the suburbs. What does he do in the suburbs at this time?”

Xie Dingyuan's eyes flashed slightly. Is it in the suburbs?

Sure enough, I came back to see the man.

”Lao Xie? I asked you something. Why are you stunned?”

”... you ask me, who do I ask?”

”But I don't think you know anything.”

Shen Qiannan's character is a little publicized, but his brain is not stupid, and his ability to observe words and colors is not lacking.

”What the hell is going on?”

Xie Dingyuan: ”in fact, I don't know much. After Ming Yu fell out with his family, he went down to the Northwest Research Institute and applied for permanent residence. Every year, only the Mid Autumn Festival, new year's Eve and December 7 will return to the imperial capital, but he never stepped into the Ming family.”

”It's the mid autumn festival right away. Red 7 was arranged to test explode on that day. He couldn't get away during the introduction, so he came back in advance.”

Shen Qiannan Muru wondered, ”what is so important that he should return to the imperial capital at this time?”

”If I guessed right, he should be on his way to the cemetery now.”

”Cemetery?!” Shen Qiannan was surprised. ”Who did he sacrifice?”

Xie Dingyuan was stunned and began to speak slowly for a long time: ”... A legend that has not been surpassed so far.”

Shen Qiannan is not a member of the eight families. He knows little about their internal situation. He is confused by his speech: ”what legend?”

Xie Dingyuan stopped talking and looked straight out of the window. A bright moon hung high.

……

Suburban, rose cemetery.

”Landlady, a bunch of little daisies and a bunch of red roses.”

The woman raised her eyes in surprise. The familiar duck tongue hat came into view. She couldn't see the real face covered by the brim, but the exposed jaw was smooth and white as snow: ”it's you again, girl?”

Last time she came to buy red roses.

”Yes.” Jiang Fuyue nodded slightly.

She won't come back for a long time after the results of the physical competition tomorrow. Just take a taxi to have a look when she is free today.

As for Zhong Ziang, the three of them, Jiang Fuyue, after walking and eating, made an excuse to go back to the dormitory. At this time, they are estimated to have gone back to their homes.

The landlady acted quickly, wrapped the flowers in twos and threes and handed them over: ”today's last bunch of red roses, I wish you good luck.”

”Excuse me.” Jiang Fuyue gave the money, took the flowers and turned away.

The landlady looked at her back and sighed.

”What's the matter with you?” the boss came out from behind, holding a bundle of stumps in his hand. ”Sigh, unhappy?”

”The girl who bought red roses into the cemetery came again. As soon as I saw her, I thought of another one twenty years ago...”

”All right, all right, how long has it been? People may have both children and happy families now, and have long come out of the shadow of losing relatives.”

”That's true. When I saw her, I didn't feel like an ordinary person. Her temperament and eyes were amazing!”

”Are you all packed? Ready to close.”

”Ah! Now!”

……

Jiang Fuyue entered the cemetery, picked up the steps all the way and stopped in front of two tombstones.

She threw down the daisy, turned around and carefully brushed away the dust on Zhao Chuxiu's monument. Then she bent down, put down the red rose and adjusted the tilt angle.