The next day, the funeral was as cold as Zhou Li expected, to be exact, only Zhou Li, Lu Qiaoshui and a few friends of his uncle and aunt before their deaths.

Although they didn't often appear at the Lu family these days, they still helped a lot in various places.

At least, if it weren't for them, Zhou Li would have to go to Google on his own about the funeral.

And those 'enthusiastic and reliable' relatives gathered from all directions like flies that smelled meat, and when they understood that they could not taste the sweetness, they scattered in a hurry.

Nothing was left but the stench.

In just a few days, Zhou Li once again felt the so-called 'warmth and coldness of human feelings' and 'the world is unpredictable'.

Half a month ago, he never thought that his uncle would die unexpectedly one day, but he would carry a gun on his back and kill people in the night.

When a person leaves this world, he is left with grief and pain, and even hatred.

Lu Qianshui's grief and pain were beyond Zhou Li's reach, but at least he could choose to keep his hatred to himself.

Time will heal the wounds, grief and pain will dissipate, and what will last is the remembrance and memory of the living for the deceased.

Hatred, on the other hand, slowly ferments over time, turning into poisonous wine that destroys both oneself and one's enemies.

For a fifteen-year-old girl, the injuries she has suffered these days are already a huge burden, so Zhou Licai can't let her be distorted by hatred.

Crazy for revenge, distorted for revenge, abandoning everything for revenge, and finally no longer having any attachment to this world for the end of hatred, ending his empty life.

There may be such a life in this world, but as long as Zhou Li is in the sky, Lu Wanshui will never be allowed to embark on such a desperate road.

No matter what, he hopes that this mischievous and sensitive little ghost can grow up healthy and become a slim girl.

This is a promise he made to the dead, and he is ready to pay the price.

The funeral process is actually very simple, just putting the ashes of the uncle and aunt into the ground, and there is no fanfare suona gong or funeral procession, but it is a little more poignant.

The weather was unexpectedly good in this snowy winter, with clear skies and blindly clear, like a mirror reflecting the silhouette of the world.

Beside him, Lu Xiaoshui pulled the corner of his clothes, stubbornly did not cry, just lowered his head, his eyes were red, and he was silent and did not say a word.

She has learned to be strong these days, and besides, she is a strong girl, although shy, but she has never disappointed anyone.

Because of this, Zhou Li was a little worried, but he didn't know what to say.

After the funeral, the friends of my uncle and aunt also said goodbye to them one by one, some said that they could go to them if they had any difficulties, and some wanted to directly sponsor them.

Whether the former was polite or not, he expressed his sincere gratitude, while the latter was rejected by Zhou Li.

After all, he still has a job, and there should be no problem for the two of them to live; My uncle and aunt also left some savings, and saving a little money was enough to use the weak water until I graduated from college.

Watching those people leave, only the two of them were left in the empty cemetery.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Zhou Li stretched out his hand, held Lu Wanshui's cold fingers in the cold wind, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still want to stay for a while?" ”

Lu Xiaoshui shook his head gently: "No, let's go." ”

Looking at her red eyes, Zhou Li sighed in a low voice, the stubborn little ghost, he must have quietly locked himself in the room last night, crying a lot.

Looking at her in silence, Zhou Li squatted down and grabbed her cold fingers: "Are you done crying quietly?" ”

Lu Miao subconsciously wanted to pull out his fingers, but found that he couldn't pull them out, so he could only lower his head and answer in an awkward whisper: "No." ”

"Then you're better than me." Zhou Li raised his palm and gently rubbed her hair: "Much better than me." ”

Some reddened eyes were raised, and Lu Xiaoshui looked at Zhou Li suspiciously: "What's wrong?" ”

"When my mother died, my sister and I were only nine years old, and I was really different from you at that time."

He recalled his memory and whispered: "At that time, I cried so much, I felt that I was sad and sad that my mother died, and no one in this world was more sad than me...... scolded my father for being cold-blooded in front of so many people, and then was beaten by my sister to stop me from crying. ”

"Later, I slowly realized that the saddest person was actually not me."

He gently squeezed Lu Qiaoshui's palm, and once again recalled the silent, sad but old face that had never shed tears.

Sensing the sadness in Zhou Li's eyes, Lu Qiaoshui sat beside her and held his fingers: "Why don't you let you cry?" ”

Zhou Li was silent for a moment, and then laughed complicatedly: "Because...... If you are a man, you can't cry. ”

For the first time, Lu Xiaoshui felt the sadness hidden by Zhou Li, and shook his head a little lost: "I don't understand." ”

"Because it's ugly for a man to cry."

Zhou Li held her palm, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "So...... If you are sad, you can take my place and cry out my share. ”

In Zhou Li's hand, Lu Xiaoshui's fingers trembled slightly.

"Not really."

She turned her head slowly, obviously unable to suppress the sadness in her heart, but she still stubbornly choked: "I won't cry, I'm better than you......"

Stubbornly stubborn, she lowered her head, resisted the urge to choke, and then finally like a child, she couldn't help but let the tears flow.

Hugging the crying little girl, Zhou Li gently patted her back, looking focused and gentle.

Even if he can't go back to the past and is willing to walk into the quagmire of revenge, he still retains this unchanging tenderness.

"Cry, it's okay." He whispered expectantly, "I'll be a strong little girl from now on." ”

……

Outside the cemetery, in an intact black off-road vehicle, Yao Huche leaned silently on the co-pilot, smoking cigarettes one by one.

The window of the car was half-opened by the snake, and the cold wind continued to suck away the thick cyan smoke, but it could not extinguish the continuous fire on the cigarette.

In the back seat, Olivia, who has always hated people smoking, rarely lost her temper, but just looked at Yao Huche's eyes reflected in the rearview mirror, and asked suspiciously: "Why don't you go in and have a look?" ”

"Nope." Yao Huche smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly: "I don't know how to face those two children anymore." ”

Leaning on the saddle, Olivia's gaze crossed the railing of the cemetery and landed on Lu Qiaoshui: "Is that little girl Lu's daughter?" ”

"Well, a lot like her mother."

Yao Huche extinguished the burnt cigarette butt and lit another cigarette, recalling the memories of the past in the mist of tobacco: "When I was in Moscow, I had the privilege of meeting Mrs. Lu, and she smiled beautifully. Dr. Lu once told me that he liked the boiled fish made by his wife, which is very authentic Sichuan flavor...... Unfortunately, I never had a chance to try it. ”

"It's a shame." Olivia nodded, her eyes falling on Zhou Li: "What about the little ghost next to him?" ”

"The son of Dr. Lu's friend, I checked, and his father seems to be a university professor."

Yao Huche's voice was a little hoarse: "After Dr. Lu returned to China, he mentioned to me on the phone that he had a nephew like his son, whose name was Zhou Li. ”

"Zhou Li?"

Olivia whispered it in some confusion, she didn't know much about China, but she felt that the taste of this name was always a little strange, ordinary people should not give their children such a name, right?

"Sounds weird, right?" Yao Huche said: "Twenty-one years old, with a gentle personality, the reviews of school classmates and teachers are good, just like he carved out of a mold with Lu back then. ”

"Really?" Olivia leaned lazily on the car seat, her eyes falling on Zhou Li's face: "She looks good, I'm afraid she will be very popular among girls, right?" ”

Hearing her say this, Yao Huche turned his head and looked at her in surprise: "Olivia, I've never heard you praise a person you just met like this." ”

Just look at how many times Snake has been smashed by Olivia's words, Olivia's words have always been 'ouch, waste wood, good job' and the like.

So, this sentence sounds really strange!

Sensing the meaning of Yao Huche's words, Olivia glanced at him: "Don't think about it too much, I just think it's pleasing to the eye." ”

"It's also a big improvement to look at."

Yao Huche sighed helplessly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, Plunchenko has also mentioned it to me many times, you should find a boyfriend." ”

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