The mobile phone on the bed rang over and over again, Xiaotian finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the phone and shouted over there: "I don't want to see you, I don't want to pay attention to you, I will never forgive you in my life." (Latest Chapter Update)"

There was a stunned moment, but soon, an unfamiliar voice came mechanically: "May I ask if it's Miss Leng Xiaotian?" ”

Xiaotian was also stunned, and didn't understand why he used Pingzhi's mobile phone, but it wasn't him who called.

"Yes. . . I. The slender fingers unconsciously held the phone tighter: "Who are you?" ”

After confirming his identity, he said politely, "I'm a staff member of the funeral home... ”

Funeral parlor?

Such an unfamiliar three words, as if they were not common in books, suddenly hit her ears so bluntly, she didn't react for a while.

"This corpse I'm dealing with has some relics, and I don't know who to give it to, so I had to call you because you're his last call log...

Xiao Tian's head seemed to be inhabited by countless bees, buzzing densely.

Corpse? Relic?

What the hell is he talking about?

She fell as she went downstairs, but luckily it was a carpet, but her arm was bruised.

Liu's mother was still cleaning in the living room, she knocked down Liu's mother's bucket, the bucket rolled out all the way, the water spilled all over the ground, and several servants hurriedly came to help.

She stumbled and ran out of the gate, then drove her car out of the gate.

Qiu Mo chased after her from behind, only to see a puff of smoke and dust from the car, and Carter followed behind her, screaming.

"Young grandma, what's wrong?" A bodyguard hurriedly ran over to inquire.

"You take two people to catch up with Miss Biao and protect her from accidents." Qiu Mo called Leng Xiao while instructing him, Xiao Tian ran out in such a hurry, it seemed that she knew that something had happened to Ping Zhi.

I don't know if today's feng shui is not good, when Xiaotian walked to the funeral home, he met many relatives of the deceased who came to be cremated, each of them had a sad expression, and some people cried and grabbed the ground, and they needed the support of others to walk.

She passed through them, the expression on her face as stiff as stone.

"Are you Miss Leng Xiaotian?" In the powder room, a staff member in white came over and said.

She didn't even have the courage to answer yes.

"Please come with me, I'll leave these things to you." The soles of her feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and she followed the staff inward.

There was a man lying quietly on the snow-white sheets, and if it weren't for the miserable white light, he would have looked like he was asleep from here.

She couldn't move half a step further, her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, she suddenly wanted to turn around and run, no, none of this was true, it was a dream, it must be a dream.

"The deceased was sent by a gentleman who gave us a sum of money and then told us to cremate the body and send the ashes to the Nanshan Cemetery in the city." The staff has long been accustomed to this kind of life and death parting, and Xiaotian's reaction is also accustomed to it, he took a small box and said: "There is a mobile phone, a wallet, and a necklace, which were left by the deceased... ”

Xiao Tian didn't seem to hear his words, just looked at the bed far away in front of him.

The staff said impatiently, "Miss, if you don't want to see it, we will arrange the cremation procedure soon." ”

Cremate?

Reduced to ashes?

No!

Xiao Tian rushed over, as if the strength of her whole body had been drained, she knelt in front of the bed, and put her hands on the cold body.

In addition to his pale face, he really seemed to be asleep, motionless, and extraordinarily peaceful.

He was still as handsome as she remembered, his eyebrows were thick and his lips were thin.

Are his eyes still the same blue? It's like the color of the sea.

"Heiyuki." She found his hand, and the cold feeling on his skin pierced her heart deeply, "Pingyuki, wake up, Pingzhi... Pingyuki, why don't you speak? I'm Xiaotian, let's go home, okay? Look at how cold and noisy it is, you must not be used to it. I'll take you away now, I'll take you away. ”

The man on the bed pursed his bruised lips and didn't react at all.

His eyes would never open again, and that dreamy blue would disappear from her life, just as his person would turn into ashes, and become a star in the sky.

Her cries, he will not respond; She was heartbroken, and he couldn't feel it.

He no longer has any thoughts, and now Pingzhi is just a corpse.

The temperature in her hands couldn't warm his already cold body, just like their love, from the beginning, was doomed to despair.

She held his hand and burst into tears, she had never shed so many tears in her life, the tears fell on the back of his hand like pearls, she imagined how much she thought about it on TV, a miracle would happen, and he would suddenly wake up.

"Pingzhi, you lied to me, you said you would come back and take me away, you lied to me, why did you lie to me?" She cried and shouted in a hoarse voice.

The staff seemed to be waiting impatiently, and was just about to go over to pull her away, when he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and the temperature in the air was suddenly a few degrees colder, he turned around and saw a handsome man wearing dark sunglasses standing behind him, although he couldn't see his eyes, but he pursed his thin lips slightly, and the corners of his sharp mouth were slightly raised, and he could already read his dissatisfaction.

The staff nodded hurriedly and retreated.

The person who deals with corpses every day is already bold enough, but when he sees this man, he will be unnaturally afraid, even if he doesn't say a word at all.

Xiao Tian cried for a while, until a pair of powerful hands held her shoulders behind her, and her crying became even more intense.

"People cannot be resurrected after death, and mourning is smooth." He searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and he couldn't think of any words of comfort, this was the first time, he saw Xiaotian crying so sadly, the tears corroded his heart like sulfuric acid, it was very painful and sad.

"I don't want to burn him like this, Brother Xiao, can you help him arrange a vigorous funeral?"

Leng Xiao agreed without thinking: "Okay." ”

The funeral was handled by Wen Shang, and the degree of luxury can be imagined, but only Leng Xiao and Xiaotian participated in the funeral.

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Update complete! In case someone smashes the glass of the starling's house, it has been thickened, and if you want to smash the glass, please bring an atomic bomb

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