Shendong, Zhou's Martial Arts Hall

Zhou Mi returned home dejected

"Sister, sister, you're back, why don't you call."

In the martial arts hall, Xiao Zhou Xin, who was wearing a double ponytail, saw her sister who came back suddenly, and a happy smile suddenly bloomed on her immature little face.

But Zhou Mi didn't seem to hear it.

She was still aware of the scene when Qi Chen fell off the cliff at this time.

Her soul, her heart, at that moment, all fell down the cliff with Qi Chen.

"Sister, what's wrong with you, why don't you ignore Xin'er."

Zhou Xin wrinkled her cute nose, and she followed behind Zhou Mi with an aggrieved face.

Along the way, various martial arts instructors and students.

When they saw Sister Zhou Mi, they all greeted politely.

However, the expression on Zhou Mi's face did not change once.

However, because usually, in the martial arts hall, Zhou Mi has been confessed many times by the students because of his beauty.

She has always ignored the students.

So much so that along the way, none of the students found Zhou Mi's abnormality.

Five minutes later

The backyard of the Zhou Martial Arts Hall

From afar, Zhou Xin had already seen his father Zhou Qing practicing boxing.

Suddenly, she hurriedly ran out from behind Zhou Mi and ran towards Zhou Qing with an aggrieved face.

"Daddy, Daddy, woo, my sister is back, but ...... She ignores Xin Xin, is Xin Xin bad. ”

Zhou Xin threw herself into Zhou Qing's arms, and the talisman jade pendant on her neck made a crisp sound because of the impact.

Like the sound of wind chimes, crisp and beautiful.

"Mimi, you...... Got it all? ”

Zhou Qing picked up Zhou Xin, and he looked at Zhou Xin with a frown.

"Dad...... Qi Chen, he, he ......"

Hearing his father's words, Zhou Mi, who had been lost and depressed, and had a dull and pale face, finally had an expression.

But as soon as she spoke, tears flowed out like a dam bursting its banks.

……

Kyoto, Entertainment, Recording Studio

"Okay, perfect, Miss Jia, you are the most talented singer I have ever met. You learned all of these songs in less than a week, and they were all recorded at one time.

It was an eye-opener. ”

In the recording room, the recording engineer looked at Jia Tingting with an amazed face.

"Master Chen, thank you for the compliment, what kind of talent do I call it.

Brother Chen, he is really powerful, these songs, all of them were written by him in less than a week.

I compare myself to him like the fireflies, and the difference between them and the moon. ”

Jia Tingting walked out, she said shyly.

It's just that when she said Qi Chen, the light in her eyes could be clearly seen even by the sound engineer.

"Miss Jia, you're talking about Qi Chen, the masked singer of this year.

He's a ghost.

At the beginning, when he was in the talent show, his creative talent had shocked the music industry, but he didn't expect that in less than a few months, he even improved his singing skills so much.

It's incomparable, it's incomparable. ”

Master Chen sighed.

"Hee-hee-hee."

Hearing the recording engineer boasting about Qi Chen, Jia Tingting felt happier than boasting about herself.

"Hey, Sister Ouyang, when did you come?"

Suddenly, Jia Tingting noticed that outside the recording room, Ouyang Qingqing was also here.

"I've been here for a while."

Ouyang Qingqing looked at Jia Tingting inexplicably, and a trace of entanglement flashed on her face.

"Sister Ouyang, what's wrong with you? Is there something looking for me? ”

Jia Tingting's face showed a hint of doubt. She found that Ouyang Qingqing seemed to have something to say to her.

"Tingting, go to my office, I have something to tell you."

Ouyang Qingqing hesitated again and again, and finally felt that Jia Tingting would know sooner or later, so it was better to tell her earlier, so that she could be mentally prepared.

"Oh, yes."

Jia Tingting was obviously in a good mood, and she followed Ouyang Qingqing to her office.

……

Three minutes later

Office of the President

"Tingting, you sit!"

Ouyang Qingqing sat on the president's sofa.

She suddenly remembered that the last time she was in the office, the ambiguous picture with Qi Chen, her cheeks were slightly red. Then he remembered that Qi Chen was dead at this time, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of grief flashing on his face.

"Sister Ouyang, what do you have to tell me?"

Jia Tingting didn't sit down, but asked directly.

"Tingting, hey, this is for you."

Ouyang Qingqing sighed.

She pulled open the drawer.

From the drawer, take out an invitation.

It's just that this invitation is not red, it's black.

"Sister Ouyang, what is this?"

Jia Tingting's mind shook slightly, and she flashed a hint of ominous premonition.

For a moment, she didn't dare to reach out to pick it up.

"Tingting, this ...... At this time, Di Xue asked me to hand it over to you. She feels that after all, there is a marriage, and it is necessary to invite you to go. ”

Ouyang Qingqing got up and put the invitation in Jia Tingting's hand.

On the invitation card, the words [Qi Chen's memorial service invitation] were clearly printed into Jia Tingting's eyes.

Her delicate body trembled, and the whole person fell directly on the sofa behind her.

"A memorial service, a memorial service? Sister Ouyang, you're joking with me, aren't you? Yes, definitely. You must be kidding me.

”

Jia Tingting wanted to convince herself, but the tears in her eyes flowed out uncontrollably.

"Tingting, you mourn, whether the memorial service will go or not, you decide for yourself."

Ouyang Qingqing's eyes were full of sadness. She didn't know why, Qi Chen's death would have such a big impact on her.

"Ha, haha...... Sister Ouyang, I'll go, I'll definitely go. I have to go too. ”

Jia Tingting wiped tears from her face.

She stared at the date on the memorial invitation.

[August 1, 2018, Shendong Shajing Funeral Home]

……

Time flies, and two days have passed since the news of Qi Chen's death was announced.

Today is the day of Qi Chen's memorial service.

Eight o'clock in the morning

Jia Tingting was wearing plain clothes, with grief in her eyes.

Together with Ouyang Qingqing, she came to the funeral home.

Outside the funeral home, there are only a few wreaths scattered at the moment.

Obviously, there are not many guests yet.

Ouyang Qingqing asked the driver to put the wreath she bought in the underworld shop outside, and she walked in with Jia Tingting in her arms.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Tong Hua, who was wearing linen and filial piety, standing at the door.

"Uncle, please mourn and be obedient."

Ouyang Qingqing nodded slightly.

"Thank you."

At this time, the picture in the lobby poured into Jia Tingting's eyes.

She saw a coffin in front of her in the lobby.

On it is a posthumous photo of Qi Chen with a smile.

In front of the coffin, a woman with a slightly bulging belly sat on the ground, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, but the insulating face on her face was no worse than hers.

Jia Tingting already knew in an instant that she was Qi Chen's fiancée, Di Xue.

Stand in the middle of the lobby.

Looking at Qi Chen's posthumous photo that seemed to be smiling at her, Jia Tingting felt indescribable sadness and remorse in her heart.

But when I saw Qi Chen's parents, my fiancée, and several other women whose faces were not inferior to her.

For a while, she didn't know at all, and what kind of identity she should use to face them.

It was also at this time

Sima Zhihu, who has been standing on the right.

She took out the filial piety clothes she had prepared and walked towards Jia Tingting.

"Miss Jia, in Chen Shao's suicide note, you are mentioned. He said, if you are willing to admit that it is his girlfriend.

Then put on this. ”

Sima Zhihu's voice was a little whimpering. On the day of Qi Chen's accident. Qi Chen's suicide note was sent directly to him.

Inside, there are detailed arrangements for what happened after his death.

Including several of his women, his own property, and so on.

Looking at the suicide note, Sima Zhihu felt

Qi Chen seemed to know that he would have such a catastrophe at a very early age.

(End of chapter)