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"Brother Mess's life is not good." Dayue said.

Gong San'er smiled, laughing symptomlessly, but this smile made people feel a trace of desolation in it.

Perhaps only some madmen in this world would think that it is an unfortunate thing to be born in the Zhao family, this world that people want to touch with their scalps has become the most disgusting thing in other people's mouths, how ironic, how abstract.

Maybe they don't need to worry about anything now, they just need to think about whether Zhao Kuang will go crazy in the face of such a completely distorted world when he wakes up? Gong San'er felt that if he was Zhao Kuangchao, he would definitely go completely crazy.

It's easy to destroy a person, but it's not easy to make a person.

All the Zhao family chose the former to pave the way for the latter, maybe they did it and achieved a very impeccable Zhao Kuangchao, but this freak who has not been destroyed, can he face the world calmly?

After all the qiē had passed, while everyone was preparing for the upcoming carousel game, the funeral of a woman took place, and this woman who not many people knew about left this world like this.

In the end, she carried too many things, and she didn't even say the words that she had held back all her life, let alone hear what the man should say to her, so she walked so abruptly, it didn't look like the movie at all, the heroine in it, and even the final scene didn't have time to sensationalize and left.

It makes people wonder if this world is real, whether it is the opposite of something, that is the real so-called reality, and if that is the case, those who read a book are not too sad.

She was buried under a huge banyan tree on the outskirts of Beijing, which was a blessed land that Gong San'er had picked a long, long time ago.

People say that burying people in this kind of place is uncomfortable on the ground, but Gong San'er doesn't believe this, or this is not the evil he should believe in at all, Gong San'er just looks pleasing to the eye, and feels that it is good for people to lie here even if they sleep for a lifetime.

In the distance is the continuous mountains, the easiest to see the most beautiful sunset in Beijing, but the only drawback is that it is too far away from Beijing, so far that you can't hear the prosperity of this city, this I don't know how many people yearn for the city, Gong San'er feels that the farther away from Beijing, the better, it is best not to touch this sad city again in this life.

Gong San'er wondered if he would live for a few more decades, and there would be no place for him in the whole of China, because every time he set foot in a city, this familiar scene, although similar to most cities, Gong San'er can always think of the story about the city in his mind, the people, the living, and the dead.

The scenery here is good, not a desert, not luxuriant, just crowded in the middle, not tepid or cold, this huge banyan tree may have lived too long, so it was forgotten, this is what Gong San'er really valued.

Another reason is that Gong San'er thinks that Zhao Kuanglan will like this place, because in this direction, it seems that he can just look at the small Xing'an Mountains, although he can't see anything, including the tomb bag of the Little Xing'an Mountains that coincides with this direction, he is a nostalgic person, and he likes this kind of place that touches the scenery and is emotional.

On the day she was buried, it was just a few men covered in sores wearing suits, with a stern face, they didn't even shed a single tear, they didn't follow the so-called rules at all, and they didn't even burn any so-called paper money, not because they were afraid that she wouldn't receive it, but they didn't want the last journey of her life to become so vulgar, Gong San'er was not afraid that Yi Yinghuo would complain about him in his dreams, and he was afraid that Yi Yinghuo would not want Zhao Kuang to mess up.