"I'll find them and let you know as soon as possible, okay?" Bai Nuan coaxed her little husband.

Ann ● Xiao Jiaofu ● Yang thin lips are pursed into a line, revealing all over his face: unhappy, to coax.

Bai Nuan even touched his relatives to coax people well.

made her wonder if he was unhappy just for kissing and touching.

Bai Nuan and Anyang went back to City B a day after Tang Yimian.

The road team went back early.

Because I want to bury Yuan Mengmeng's body.

Yuan's mother was overly sad and went to the hospital.

Therefore, Yuan Mengmeng's funeral was handled by the road team alone.

From changing clothes to corpses, etc., he did it all by himself.

He also saw the wounds on her body.

His breath was almost choked, and a big man burst into tears.

Cleaning up for her while crying.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but that just doesn't go to the depths of their hearts.

It took him almost a few hours to tidy up, and when he came out, his eyes were red all around, his beard was scumbag, and he looked very haggard.

The rest of the police force also felt uncomfortable when they saw that Lu Zhiming was visibly emaciated.

On the day of the funeral, all the people who came were friends.

Bai Nuan and Anyang also came.

The person who received the invitation was Bai Nuan, and Anyang came to protect his wife.

Bai Nuan: "......" boss doesn't need to be protected!

When the unconvinced big guy got out of the car, he got down by himself and didn't wait for Anyang to pull the car door.

An Yang wanted to be wronged, but thinking about the current scene, he just gave up.

Someone else's funeral can't be too presumptuous.

He still understands this truth.

In order to cooperate today, Bai Nuan wore a long black dress, which was rare and dignified, tightly sealed, and held a white chrysanthemum in her hand.

White chrysanthemum, which represents the meaning of mourning.

The road team is receiving, in the name of Yuan Mengmeng's fiancé.

Everyone also knew about the matter between the two people, and some people who originally wanted to reprimand Lu Zhiming for why they implicated Yuan Mengmeng, after seeing his haggard appearance, silently swallowed his words.

Forget it, people don't feel good either.

"Condolences." Bai Nuan said, his gaze crossed the name of the road, and fell on Yuan Mengmeng's photo.

The girl in the photo is still sixteen or seventeen years old, smiling like a flower, with a bright smile, which makes people look at it and feel much better.

It's just that this smile is no longer visible.

"Hmm." The celebrities of the road were a little groggy, and they responded, and their depression was a little bit.

Bai Nuan didn't say anything in the end, just put the flower in his hand in front of him, and stood quietly on the side, without saying anything.

The road team has been busy, before and after, Zhongyuan's mother also came out, as if she was dozens of years old, looking at the road team, with melancholy in her eyes.

"Mom." The road team has changed his name to Mom, and he insists on doing so.

Mother Yuan sighed and shook her head: "Don't scream, Mengmeng is dead, there is no need to take your future again." ”

Yuan's mother looked at the photo, tears welled up in her eyes again, she reached out to wipe her tears, and trembled her hands: "Mengmeng is a good child, she has the most sense of justice......"

The daughter she taught, how could she not know?

Even if she died, she felt that her stupid daughter might feel that she was very valuable.

In this world, it was not so kind, but because there were many hot-blooded and well-intentioned people, one by one, they made this cold world seem not so cold.