Bai Mo's mind was dizzy, and he was paralyzed all of a sudden, if Luo Zixia hadn't grabbed her in time, she would have been planted on the ground long ago.

Funeral parlor?

She muttered a repeat, low voice, but Lhotse Xia had heard it clearly.

Bai Mo couldn't remember how he got into the car, only remembered that Luo Zixia dragged her like luggage.

At this moment, Bai Mo is like an ant on a hot pot, his mouth is dry, his body is weak, and his heart is like numbness.

The car drove fast, and soon came to the funeral home, at noon, the sun was very shining, Bai Mo saw Uncle Zhuang and a large group of them standing under the sun from a distance, and he could vaguely see a person kneeling under the sun.

Bai Mo remembered that Aunt Xiao drove him away, and saw Yun Sheng and everyone there, so he stood there and hesitated.

Luo Zixia pulled Bai Mo up and walked forward.

Bai Mo dragged back and looked up at Luo Zixia.

Luo Zixia glanced back at her, reached out, hugged her waist, and dragged her in front of everyone.

Everyone was persuading just now, and when they saw Bai Mo and Luo Zixia coming, they all lost their voices.

Aunt Xiao wept bitterly, her whole face was red, her hair was messy, and her clothes were full of ash.

"Mom!" Bai Mo also knelt down and supported her.

"Get on your knees, Ningning!" Aunt Xiao didn't hold her to blame, but grabbed her, dragged her to her side, and then hugged her and cried.

Inside is the cremation room, a transparent glass hall, and there is a group of people lined up in front of the glass windows, all looking inside.

Bai Mo didn't know what was going on, but when he saw Aunt Xiao so sad, his eyes were red.

The sun was exposed, Bai Mo was covered with black clouds, and the skin on his body was painful.

"You let the child get up," perhaps seeing her discomfort, Uncle Zhuang whispered to Aunt Xiao, "I'll accompany you." ”

"No, she should be here, or she'll never have a chance." Aunt Xiao whimpered and cried.

Bai Mo tilted a little, but felt a powerful big hand push on her back.

Looking back, it's Yunsheng.

She smiled at him, trying to see his face, and after not seeing him for two days, he looked like he had lost a lot of weight, and she also saw Susan beside him.

hurriedly lowered her head, but she almost fell, and it was Yunsheng who grabbed her.

No one dared to let her get up, including Uncle Zhuang, and her mother seemed to be fighting with someone.

After more than ten minutes, a middle-aged man ran out of it, he cleared his throat and whispered to Aunt Xiao, "Come in." ”

Aunt Xiao stood up and grabbed Bai Mo and rushed in, Bai Mo didn't know why the whole time, he followed behind in a daze, and entered the room, the eyes of the people around him widened, and they all looked at them.

The middle-aged man said in a low voice: "You can come in, but you can't bow forward, and you can't approach, just watch from afar!" ”

Aunt Xiao was silent, obviously dissatisfied with this arrangement, but she did not speak.

Bai Mo looked closely at this time, and the man's eyebrows were eight points similar to Aunt Xiao, the same delicate, the same handsome.

"That's it, you ······" He wanted to say something more, but the man on the other end kept waving to him, so he shook his hand and walked away.

Bai Mo suddenly remembered that story, and then watched everyone bow one by one, and the corpses placed on the stage slowly entered the furnace, and then, the door closed.

Aunt Xiao sat down on the ground heavily, and Uncle Zhuang couldn't pull her back, so he had to sit down and hold her up, so as not to hit her head on the iron bench next to her.

Bai Mo was top-heavy and sad for a while, but what made her suffer even more was the contempt and resentment in the eyes of these people.