Jing Qi accompanied Yu Yanzheng to the two cemeteries.

One is the tomb of a young couple.

One is the tomb of a seven or eight-year-old girl.

Both tombs are double tombs, very well kept, with flowers planted around, a little fragrant, and the sound of crickets, not at all like a cemetery that has been many years old.

Yu Yanzheng looked at the tombstone of the young couple, turned around and approached the tombstone of the seven or eight-year-old girl.

He touched the cold tombstone, and his lips moved.

Jing Qi stood aside and looked at him.

The tomb of a seven- or eight-year-old girl is empty, because when people die, there is not much left of the bombing.

He called her, "Ah! ”

Yu Yanzheng touched the tombstone, and a pair of deep peach blossom eyes slowly turned gloomy and red: "Ah Ran, I met a person who voices like you." ”

Seeing Yu Yanzheng like this, Jing Qi calmly reminded: "We should go back." ”

Yu Yanzheng leaned over and kissed the corner of the tombstone.

Jing Qi frowned and pushed the frame of his glasses: "I major in psychology and psychology, do you want me to give you a psychological test." ”

"Get out." Yu Yanzheng stood up straight and turned down.

Jing Qi glanced at the girl on the tombstone and followed.

***

In the dead of night, Tianni Media, which is brightly lit, has two artists who have not gotten off work.

White balustrade on the third floor.

Cai Wen, a singer who has just been in the company for a year, turned to look at Qi Shuyao, a singer who was standing one meter away from her and was the No.3 singer in the Tianni row, and said with a smile: "Sister Shuyao, do you know why Mr. Ni suddenly canceled the meeting today?" ”

Qi Shuyao ignored Cai Wen, quietly thinking about how many times she had been to the company, Ni Yao, who was dressed in black and had skin as fair as porcelain...... And her voice.

Seeing that she ignored herself, Cai Wen glanced at her and continued to smile: "Sister Shuyao, you said that so many people can't climb into our Mr. Ni's bed, is it because Ni is always a younger sister." ”

Qi Shuyao blinked and looked at Cai Wensheng and said with cold disdain: "You have been in the company for a year, haven't you heard of Ni Yao?" Instead of thinking of some shortcuts, you can practice your voice and come up with a decent song. ”

She, she...... Cai Wen choked, out of breath and speechless.

Qi Shuyao's cold and pleasant voice continued: "To tell you bluntly, a woman like you will not want it if she sticks it upside down." ”

When the words fell, Qi Shuyao turned around directly and left a shadow.

Cai Wen grabbed the white railing, wanted to crush it and said indignantly: "Sick, who does she think she is?" ”

"It's not that Mr. Ni doesn't look at you."

Cai Wen shouted angrily in the direction where Qi Shuyao turned around and disappeared.

The assistant behind her came over and said, "Sister Wen, Sister Shuyao has already gone away." ”

Cai Wen glared at the assistant, still glaring at the direction where Qi Shuyao disappeared and roared: "Isn't it that the family has money to buy resources, she really thinks who she is." ”

The assistant was silent.

Qi Shuyao entered the elevator and ignored her words.

***

The next day, Friday, the sky was clear, and under the blue office building, two cars drove at the same time.

A Porsche, a Maybach.

Both cars stopped almost at the same time, very close.

Yao Wanshi stepped on the foot brake, not paying attention to the car next to her, but looking at Ni Yao who was unseatbelt.

She smiled dignified and graceful: "Yao Yao, you also go up alone today, it's okay." ”

Ni Yao's seat belt was loosened, and while wearing a mask, he nodded to Yao Wanshi.

Yao Wanshi put one hand on the steering wheel, facing her, her eyes were full of smiles, full of love.

There is a Mo Dai art studio on the office floor, and Yao Wanshi has brought Ni Yao to class every Friday, for three years, it is not that Ni Yao has an amazing talent for painting, nor is it that Teacher Xia upstairs is famous.

It's just that Ni Yao wants to learn to paint, Li Qing didn't care, they asked for a tutor again, and recommended three studios to her, and finally she felt that Teacher Xia was good, so she decided on this art studio, Ni Yao studied for three years, basically came every Friday, and was a lot better for fear of people.

Looking at Yao Wanshi's warm smile, Ni Yao's dark and beautiful eyes lacked depth, her long eyelashes fanned, and she turned around and opened the door and got out of the car.

"Bang", next to their car, there was a sound of closing the door.

Ni Yao was wearing a black mask with a white KT cat silhouette, and her crescent eyes were half-covered by long eyelashes.

Yu Yanzheng also looked over, he was wearing a smoky gray and gold buttoned shirt.

The golden buttons and his face glistened in the sun, shining and glittering, and the town's eyes were sparkling.