Lu Huainian let her hook her neck and entered the bedroom.

Life in the mud and sand had taught him to hide, but she was the only one who wanted him to shed his disguise, and his scars seemed to be nothing in front of her.

In the bedroom, Zhao Qi hugged Lu Huainian's neck, kissed the tip of his nose, and even his voice sounded glutinous, "Lu Huainian, how can I like you so much?" As he spoke, he rubbed the oil on Lu Huainian's face by the way.

Lu Huainian smiled but didn't answer, kissed her eyebrows, and let her hands touch her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth restlessly.

Looking at his smile, Zhao Qi couldn't help but scratch the tip of his nose again, and asked himself, "Because you are worth it." ”

As everyone knows, Lu Huainian's seemingly calm appearance has already been in chaos in his heart.

In love, Zhao Qi lowered his neck and kissed him on the lips.

Ending the long kiss, Lu Huainian lowered his head and looked at the person lying on his lap and rubbed the tip of her nose with the tip of his nose, "Zhao Qi, be the person next to me... It's hard for you. ”

It's been so long, and it's really embarrassing for her.

Even the trivial matter of kissing is that she took the initiative to climb her neck.

Zhao Qi got up from his lap with a smile in his eyes, but rushed into his arms while he was not paying attention, because of the sudden strength Lu Huainian leaned back, even if he didn't have those little arms, Lu Huainian still did his best to protect her with a pair when he fell.

Fortunately, both of them collapsed on the side of the bed.

Zhao Qi lay in Lu Huainian's arms and whispered in his ear. "Lu Huainian, remember to spoil me more in the future and love me a little more."

"I will." The shallow two words filled all the words in Lu Huainian's heart.

It was late at night, but the room was as bright as ever.

Song Bo's funeral was simple, with people in attendance standing in a row in black suits. There were a lot of people who came, except for a few relatives and friends, the others were people who were familiar with Zhao Qi and Lu Huainian.

Zhao Min, Xia Yuan, Shi Baijie, Shi Qian, Guan Xi, Sang Yan, Chi Lu, Yu Gu, and Mu Chengli standing in the corner.

Zhao Min covered her face and sobbed throughout the whole process, and at the moment when Song Bo was buried, she still didn't break down and cry after all. Zhao Qi held her in his arms, and his tears unconsciously remained.

She lay down in front of Song Bo's monument and said: "Song Bo, I hope you will be lucky in the next life and don't meet people like me again."

For her words, Zhao Qi really couldn't think of words to comfort her.

Zhao Qi was surprisingly calm today, although she was sad, but when she saw her mother walking over with her father's ashes, she only had a sense of reassurance: because her father could finally go home.

Everything is a foregone conclusion, and the person who left has left and cannot come back. "Mom, go back, it's cold."

Zhao Qi helped her to send her to the car, and the aunt who had been following her mother sent her back, and she had to stay here to send away the remaining relatives and friends.

When someone came to say goodbye, Zhao Qi bowed and thanked him before sending him away.

Repeating such an action, Zhao Qi couldn't remember how many times he did it.

Zhao Qi hadn't seen Mu Chengli for a long time, and since Mu Lang's accident, Zhao Qi and Mu Chengli have slowly become estranged.

Mu Chengli just stood aside quietly throughout the whole process until the end of the funeral, and left without daring to say hello to Zhao Qi in the end.

In fact, throughout the funeral, Mu Chengli was observing her state, and she wanted to stand by her side and accompany her. She cries, she laughs, she is calm, she is silent. Mu Chengli didn't miss these, even if she beckoned to her, Mu Chengli would run over to accompany her without hesitation.

However, no, Zhao Qi didn't look at herself from beginning to end, she probably thought that she shouldn't come.

After the funeral, the crowd dispersed in twos and threes.

Mu Chengli's figure disappeared into blackness, and she thought: She and Zhao Qi should not be able to go back to the past.

At this time, Aunt Gu walked towards Zhao Qi and hugged her.

Aunt Gu is the best person among all her relatives to treat them, and she is also the person who has always believed in her father after his incident. She rubbed Zhao Qi's shoulder, choked a few times and cleared her throat.

"Zhao Qi, although your father's affairs are really sad, Auntie still hopes that you can look forward to the present, I think your father must think the same way." She pointed to Lu Huainian's back, "That's your boyfriend, right?" He has been helping you before and after, Zhao Qi downplays the pain to make you happy. ”

Zhao Qi understands that she has been trying hard.

After Aunt Gu left, Guan Xi led Sang Yan over. The little one is fatter than the other day. "Sister Zhao Qi, I transferred to another school, I'm very popular in school now!"

Zhao Qi tried to adjust her expression, the child didn't know what death represented, and she didn't want to bring this sadness to Sang Yan. "Really? Great, so are you having fun now?"

"Unhappy" Sang Yan pouted, and looked at Guan Xi with a complaining little look, and Guan Yi smiled helplessly.

"Sang Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"They all came to me and asked for my brother's contact information!" After Sang Yan finished speaking, he hid behind Zhao Qi angrily. "Even Min Le is the same!"

"Min Le?" This name Zhao Qi heard for the first time.

Guan Xi shook his head helplessly, and explained to Zhao Qi that "his new tablemate in the first grade" Guan Xi was also very speechless about this matter, it stands to reason that this child is not a sticky character, but since he went to the new school, Sang Yan has always put this name on his lips.

Guan Xi was also very curious about this child, but every time Guan Xi went to school to pick up Sang Yan and wanted to meet the child by the way, Sang Yan deliberately didn't let him see him.

"Oh~" Zhao Qi patted his little head, "I see." ”

Sang Yan took her hand and shook it lightly, "Sister Zhao Qi, we have moved, when will you come to my house as a guest?" ”

Zhao Qi looked at Guan Xi very dissatisfied, since Guan Cong was sure that he was not the murderer of her father's incident, the relationship between her and Guan Xi gradually returned to the way it was before.

"Guan Xi, you don't need to explain, why I learned all the important things from Sang Yan's mouth?"

Guan Yi shrugged, Sang Yan said something else for him, "Didn't I have time to say it yet?" ”

Zhao Qi glanced at his father's tombstone, where he was about to be laid to rest. Dad has already settled in the ground, what about Guan Cong?" Guan Xi: How's your father's funeral going?"

For Guan Cong, Guan Xi has not let go, but as for Guan Cong's body, he still has to claim it. "Wait a little longer."

"Guan Xi, let it go, you and Sang Yan should have a new life."

Through Sang Yan, Guan Xi stared at Zhao Qi for a long time before he let out a muffled voice from his throat, "Hmm." ”

After Lu Huainian saw off the last wave of relatives and friends at the funeral, he walked to Zhao Qi's side with Xia Yuan.

He wore a pure black shirt today, with a black fitted suit on the outside, and she was the only one in his eyes.

Such a person, Zhao Qi wants him to stand by his side all the time.