On this day, Xiao Yang suddenly told He Qingyan that he was going to be discharged from the hospital.

He Qingyan was a little surprised, but he was still relieved, this kid lives here completely as a hotel, and the two of them go to Xiaofeng to play games during the day, and they play hot, and come back to sleep at night.

He Qingyan also admires the two, but it's not bad to let Xiao Yang, an optimist, bring his younger brother.

Before leaving, Xiao Yang told He Qingyan to get together at night, which was to celebrate his discharge from the hospital, and He Qingyan had no reason to refuse to agree.

It was just three o'clock in the afternoon that Xiao Yang drove to pick up He Qingyan.

"So early?"

"Well, you need to prepare, it's not early, and if it's too late, you'll be late."

"Well, wait for me to take a leave of absence, I thought it was an evening dinner."

Along the way, Xiao Yang was in a good mood and hummed a little song, but after the car drove for nearly an hour, he stopped at a high-end dress shop.

"Here?"

"Well, you have to take care of your image at dinner at night."

Xiao Yang walked in, and He Qingyan had to follow.

"Help her design a black tone." Dropping a sentence, Xiao Yang stepped aside and began to flip through the magazine.

"Xiao Yang, what do you mean?" Why is it necessary to have a dinner so formal?

"Listen to me since you're here."

He Qingyan had no choice but to be pulled over to design.

Another hour passed, and when He Qingyan appeared in a long black dress, the sleepy Xiao Yang immediately became energetic: "My sister is really out of the water hibiscus, she is very outstanding if she doesn't dress up, and this dress is even more fatal." ”

"Don't be poor, I'm embarrassed to be so formal, what's going on?"

"Said in the car."

Following Xiao Yang, He Qingyan didn't notice before that Xiao Yang was also wearing a black suit, how did it feel like a funeral?

Ten minutes after the car drove away, Xiao Yang began to say the purpose of tonight, but He Qingyan was stunned.

What the? Mo Shangbei's parents' death day?!

It turned out that five years ago, Mo Shangbei's parents died in a car accident, and later Mo Shangbei rarely spoke, and he disappeared on the first two years of death, and ran to the cemetery to stay for a day and a night, and every time he was found, he had a high fever, and then Grandma Mo thought of a way to get his friends together on this day, and since then this pattern has been formed.

"Why?" He Qingyan asked in a panic, since it is your agreed day, why do you want to bring yourself?

"You're already one of us, how can you be absent?" Xiao Yang glanced at her very sincerely, and asked seriously.

"But"

Xiao Yang interrupted He Qingyan's words: "Don't say that you're leaving, didn't you also say that half a year later?" Who knows what will happen in the next six months, we have to live in the present, live every day now, and talk about the future in the future. ”

He Qingyan is no longer speaking, now her mind is full of Mo Shangbei, and she resists the death of Mo Shangbei's parents.

I thought that the meeting during this time was so indifferent, and I had cut back each other's thoughts, but I didn't expect to bring myself to attend on such a special day, what does it mean?

The more He Qingyan thought about it, the more panicked he became, his nervous hands clasped together, and he began to sweat.

After another forty minutes, the car drove to a villa area, passed the doorman, and stopped safely in the courtyard of the villa.

After He Qingyan got out of the car, he saw that Nuoda's villa seemed to only appear on TV, so he took a deep breath and followed Xiao Yang in.

In the living room, the figure of an old lady was talking to the maid next to her.