Sonin rested at home for a day and pondered about the blooming matter.

In addition to wanting to chop him into a piece of soup, he also thought of other problems, the eldest young master broke her face here, and it was impossible to let her go easily.

But it's already happened, and there's no use talking about anything else.

Although she didn't do much on the night of Sheng Fang, it was clear that she was going to swallow her life alive......

She didn't even have any doubt that if it weren't for someone coming from behind, he might not have let her go so easily.

Sonin sighed.

Be cautious about how you got into such a thing after all these years.

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The next day is the day of duty.

Sonin finished eating early in the morning, simply cleaned up and went out.

That night, she kicked the little electric donkey back, and her legs are still turning tendons, and if the road is farther, it is estimated that her legs will be gone.

When I arrived at the unit, it was less than nine o'clock.

Soning opened the door, opened the window and everything, and when she was done, she just sat down at the front duty table when a little girl came in.

She was so thin that Sonin couldn't guess her age, and she looked like she was seventeen or eighteen. Her hair was pulled down at will, her facial features were delicate, her face was almost translucent, and those eyes were the only bright spot on her face.

Her eyes were full of wariness and panic that she tried to hide.

Soning always felt a little familiar when she looked at her, but she couldn't tell where she had seen it.

The little girl shrank and walked to the desk and whispered, "Hello sister, I want to take Gao Jian's ashes." ”

Funeral homes often receive unclaimed deceased people and then cremate or post-process.

It's usually just waiting for family and friends to come to find it, and this is not a few, so it's nothing special.

Soning said yes, and then asked the little girl to sit down and wait for a while, and the little girl grinned at her, smiling very shyly.

"Thank you."

Soning nodded, signaling that you were not welcome.

She took the key and went to the management room dedicated to them, searched back and forth through several rows of shelves, and found the urn with the name 'Gao Jian' on it after a few minutes.

There was a bit of dust on it, and she blew it lightly, then carried it back to the office.

The little girl sat there obediently, still the same as when she left, her expression was restrained and vigilant, and her whole person was very tense. Sonnin walked up to her, and she stood up, her body like a spring.

Soning handed over the urn with both hands, she took it and hugged it in her arms, and shouted a little chokedly, probably Gao Jian's nickname.

Sonin has seen a lot of this kind of scene, and he doesn't know what to say for a while.

It's not that I'm numb, it's that I understand that no matter what I say, it's redundant.

No amount of words can alleviate the pain in the heart of the person concerned.

The little girl hugged the urn, and there was no other reaction after that sound. It's just that the fingertips of the fingers on the urn are white because they are too hard.

Sonin took a form from the table, "Fill this out, and then ......," she paused, "Take him home." ”

Her voice was calm and had the power to soothe.

When the little girl heard this, she took the form with one free hand, and then sat down on the stool behind her, she refused to put down the urn, and finally had to bow over and fill out the form in a slightly awkward position.

She was very fast, and it took a minute or two to get the form, and Soning copied her ID card, household registration book and other information, everything was ready, and the collection process was over.

"Thank you, sister." A smile welled up on the little girl's face.

is obviously a immature face, but it seems to be engraved with countless vicissitudes and exhaustion, and a pair of dull eyes are full of sadness that does not belong to her age.

The desolation was mixed with a heavy despair, which made Soning stunned.

It was as if a stone had been stuffed in her throat, and she couldn't go up or down, so she was stuck there, and she felt a little painful when she breathed in.

The little girl thanked her and said nothing, and turned to leave.

She was so thin, her body was thin like a skeleton dangling in her clothes. But the hand holding the urn is full of strength.

When she walked to the gate, she patted the box lightly and said something sneeringly. The sound was small, but it reached Sonin's ears clearly.

She said: "Sister took you home, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

The stone in Soning's throat suddenly became huge, suppressing her whole person breathlessly, and somewhere in her heart gradually cracked, and those pictures that she wanted to forget but didn't dare to forget were terrifying.

"Xiao Suo?"

"Xiao Suo!"