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Because Gu Qingshan left too suddenly, he didn't buy a cemetery at all, so his ashes could only be stored in the funeral home first, and then buried in the cemetery after the cemetery was purchased.

After all this was done, Ding Changsheng sent Yang Xiao and Gu Xiaomeng home, and in the past few days, Gu Xiaomeng didn't say a word or look at Ding Changsheng, which made Ding Changsheng very worried.

Yang Xiao saw all this in his eyes, and after arriving at home, Gu Xiaomeng went directly to his room, looking at Gu Xiaomeng's back, Ding Changsheng felt helpless.

"Changsheng, don't be angry, don't blame her, your godfather's affair is indeed a big blow to her, she has had a good relationship with her father since she was a child, and now that Qingshan has passed away, can she not feel uncomfortable? Yang Xiao comforted.

"Godmother, I know, I don't blame her".

"Well, it'll be fine after a while, you haven't rested for the past few days, you go back and rest first." Yang Xiao said.

"Okay, godmother, if anything happens, call me, no matter when, you are my godmother, I will always take care of you, and Xiaomeng." After Ding Changsheng finished speaking, he turned around and left, he was afraid that he couldn't help crying again, I don't know why, he thought that after the death of his parents, he would have no more tears, but he didn't expect that he was still very sad in the past few days, this kind of sadness can not be described in words, but it really hurts in his heart.

When I returned to my home, I sat on the sofa with my butt and didn't want to move anymore, maybe I was very sleepy, lying on the sofa, and I fell asleep like this.

This sleep was more than ten hours, until he was awakened by a nightmare, he dreamed that Gu Xiaomeng was chasing him with a kitchen knife, he had to say that Gu Qingshan was killed by him, and asked Ding Changsheng to compensate her father, Ding Changsheng wanted to run, but he couldn't run, and he woke up in a hurry.

When I woke up, I saw that I was still asleep on the sofa, but I was covered with a quilt, and I opened my eyes sleepily, and saw Zhao Xinya sitting on the other side of the sofa crooked, looking like she was asleep, and at this time, I saw that the light in the living room was on, and it was still daytime when I came back, and now it was dark, and I slept for so long.

"Are you awake, are you okay, do you want to drink water?" Ding Changsheng's movement on the sofa woke up Zhao Xinya, and she quickly sat up and asked.

"What time is it?" Ding Changsheng took a sip of the water handed over by Zhao Xinya and asked.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, do you want to eat, I'll do some". Zhao Xinya stood up and said.

"No food, no hunger, nothing to eat". Ding Changsheng sighed.

Looking at Ding Changsheng's haggardness, Zhao Xinya guessed that something must have happened to Ding Changsheng, otherwise he wouldn't be like this, he didn't wake him up when he opened the door and came in, it seemed that he was really tired.

"Changsheng, is something wrong?" Zhao Xinya washed a towel with hot water from the bathroom, took it out and handed it to Ding Changsheng, and asked him to wipe his face.

"My godfather died, and I've been dealing with funerals for the past few days, and I'm a little tired." Ding Changsheng was wrapped in a quilt, as if it was very cold, but there was obviously sweat on his face.

"Ah, when did it happen, why don't I know, why don't you tell me, and I'll go and see him." Zhao Xinya whispered.

"Alas, people can't be resurrected after death, and it's uncomfortable to go, so it's better not to go." Ding Changsheng shrunk in the sofa, wrapped in a quilt, but still shivering.

"You, are you sick?" Zhao Xinya walked over after speaking, and then stretched out her hand and touched Ding Changsheng's brow, it was very hot, it seemed that she was really sick.

"Oh, it's so hot, hurry up to the hospital for injections, it's not okay to go on like this, it's going to burn out your lungs." Zhao Xinya said that she was about to get up and prepare to send Ding Changsheng to the hospital.

"No, I have medicine in the drawer, get me some cold medicine, just eat and sleep." Ding Changsheng gritted his teeth and said.

Zhao Xinya waited for Ding Changsheng to take the medicine, and then helped Ding Changsheng to the bed and lay down.

"Sister Xinya, let's go, I'm fine, Yingying will be scared when she is alone at home, you can go back quickly." Ding Changsheng tightened his quilt and said.

"You sleep, I'll leave later." Zhao Xinya smiled and turned off the bedside light, but she didn't close the bedroom door, she sat on the sofa and drank water, and kept looking at Ding Changsheng's bedroom, although Ding Changsheng asked her to go, but how could she rest assured that he was like this. Looking at that room, thinking about what happened that night, she never knew if Ding Changsheng knew what happened that night, whether she knew that she had a relationship with him that transcended human relations, and thought in her heart What would happen if Ding Changsheng knew?

This is what she has been worried about, when she was in Haiyang, she knew Ding Changsheng's mind at that time, but at that time, she had a husband, and Ding Changsheng called herself one by one, how could she have anything to do with him.

But since she committed suicide, Ding Changsheng transferred her to Huzhou, and she re-ascended the podium, this is her new life, but I don't know why, since then, Ding Changsheng has always been respectful of himself, at first he thought that Ding Changsheng did it on purpose, but when something happened that night that shouldn't have happened, he was very eager for this kind of thing to happen again.

Although her face has a terrible fever when she thinks of this, she can't help but think like this in her heart, especially when she can't sleep at night at home alone, she will think, what is Ding Changsheng doing now, where is he now?

And in order to find that feeling, she often finds out all the quilts in her home, covering herself bed by bed, but she still can't find the feeling of being pressed by a man, this feeling is like opium, addictive, as long as you have eaten it, you will never forget the taste, that kind of heart-eating feeling makes people want to stop, sometimes she is thinking, one more time, just one time I will be satisfied, although this is a feeling of self-deception, but she has been deceiving herself.

She is only in her thirties, not yet forty years old, this is the age when a woman's desire is the strongest, but often men at this time are already going downhill, and Zhao Xinya is more thorough, she has no men now, it was Ding Changsheng who let her know the happiness of being a woman, although it was only one night, but this night made her unforgettable.

Although sometimes Ding Changsheng was not at home, she had the key, and in the name of cleaning up Ding Changsheng's room, she secretly touched everything that Ding Changsheng used, especially the clothes that Ding Changsheng worn, every time she would cover her snort and secretly sniff for a long time, that was the smell of men, such a thing only she knew.