Chapter 12: My Own Funeral
Subsequently, Yan Shiliang discharged Yan Yue from the hospital, and several people wore uniform black dresses with white flowers pinned to their chests, and appeared at the scene of the funeral, the second lady of the Yan family, the scene of Yan Bai's funeral, and now Yan Bai, who has become Yan Bai, is also at the scene, standing aside, looking at the scene in front of him, and his mood is really wonderful......
Attend your own funeral yourself...... Scold......
There were a lot of people at the scene, most of them were people who had dealings with the concubine's family, and came to condolence with the most basic courtesy.
There is a black coffin in the center of the funeral hall, the people inside have been burned into a handful of white ashes, and on the central wall of the hall, there is a huge black and white portrait, the woman in the photo, with delicate facial features, a long curly hair with mature and seductive, slender Danfeng eyes with affection, even if it is only a slight lifting of the corners of the mouth, it is also with a natural charm and hooking, as well as a natural extravagance, the photo is fixed on this picture.
Most of the other people who came to mourn were sighing and regretting, regretting the untimely death of the second lady of the concubine family, jealous of the talent, the other party is also a legend in the forensic world, but unfortunately, a few years ago, suddenly had a mental problem and entered a mental hospital, and then this accident happened, and life is full of accidents.
Father, mother, and moon, the conscientious actor is sad about the loss of his loved ones.
"Hmm......" Yan Yue looked up and saw the black and white photo hanging on the wall, I don't know why, my body was a little cold, and my chest was even more uncomfortable, so I couldn't help but cover my chest.
The father and mother both looked a little nervous, and hurriedly ran to the side of the concubine.
"Yue'er, what's wrong, are you feeling unwell?"
"Come, sit, sit, the heart may need a period of adaptation. The father helped the moon to lie down, and the two of them loved their daughter to see it.
Yan Shiliang also hurriedly took out the medicine and gave it to Yan Yue.
His eyes flashed, he stepped forward, his eyelashes fanned slightly, his dark eyes looked moist and lovely, he bit his pink lips tightly, and asked cautiously with a little concern.
"Is Sister Yanyue unwell? The heart needs an adaptation period, has Sister Yanyue had a heart transplant?"
"Well, yes......" Yan Yue heard Yan Bai's words, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.
"I've heard a legend. Yan Bai blinked his eyes, with a little playful and cute, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his voice was well-behaved and sweet.
"I heard that the heart lives in the soul of a person, I think, the soul of the person who donated the heart to Sister Yanyue must live in this heart after death, it must be very happy, someone can continue her life, Sister Yanyue's life is the continuation of two people, she will definitely be by your side to accompany you......"
At this moment, Yan Yue's face became more and more pale because she heard Yan Bai's words, and her hands and feet began to be cold.
Yan Bai seemed to be very simple, and he didn't notice that Yan Yue's mood was wrong, and spoke.
"So...... Sister Yuyue will definitely be blessed by her in the dark, and she will be healthy and healthy......"
After the words fell, a pure and lovely smile rippled on Yan Bai's face, and her eyes were pure, no one could find fault with these words, just simple words of comfort, but in the hearts of people who have ghosts in their hearts, they feel different......
For example, the current Yanyue, the smile on her face couldn't be hung up, her face was pale, and she looked at the black-and-white portrait in the hall uncontrollably, recalling Yanbai's dying appearance, the weird and gorgeous smile on the corner of her mouth, gratuitous, creepy.
Yan Shiliang heard his sister say such words at Yan Bai's funeral, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he hurriedly hugged Yan Yue, and then looked at his sister, those words just now......
"Brother, did I say something wrong?"
Yan Bai didn't seem to know, looking at Yan Shiliang, his eyes were clean and clear, and he looked innocent and ignorant like a little angel, looking extremely cute and innocent, it was really unbearable to doubt, who could be ruthless enough to doubt such a cute and innocent little Lori? Just looking at this appearance, my heart softened.
Yan Shiliang immediately felt a sense of guilt rise in his heart......