Half an hour later, Yu Yan'an drove to the car and propped his hand on the window. looked at Yu Xintong, who had wilted, with a look of disgust at the end of his eyes, and said, "Get in the car." ”

"Brother, don't you come down, do you want to help?" Yu Xintong glared at Yu Yan'an sadly, until she saw that Mu Ci in the passenger seat was about to get out of the car, her heart was so tight that she almost didn't jump, and hurriedly said,

"Sister Muci, don't come down! You come down to help my brother have to kill me, I can still move this little luggage, I'm just lazy ......"

"Trouble Spirit." Yu Yan'an snatched the suitcase with one hand and put the other hand on Yu Xintong's head, messing up her hairstyle. Only then did he retract his hand with satisfaction and put the suitcase in the trunk.

Yu Xintong's eyes breathed fire, staring at Yu Yan'an, grinding his back molars, and roaring: "Yu Yan'an! You treat your own sister like this?! ”

"Not going to get on the bus?" Yu Yan'an closed the passenger seat door for Mu Ci, glanced at Yu Xintong with disgust, and said in a rough voice, "Hurry up and get in the car, I'll send you back to the old house." ”

Yu Xintong pitifully hugged the small backpack, bit her silver teeth angrily, and got into the car with a stalk on her neck. Watching Yu Yan'an's considerate movements towards Mu Ci, but he was rude and rude to her, this is the difference between his sweetheart and his sister?

Isn't she really the one who picked it up from her parents?

Yu Xintong was deeply skeptical.

It wasn't until after Yu Yan'an's car left that Lu Yichen raised his eyes and said to the driver, "Let's go." Ten fingers slender hand, holding a picture album, fingertips rubbing the small characters on the album, eyes slightly deepened.

City A, he's finally back.

……

Song House

The Song family was shrouded in a layer of gloomy atmosphere, the door was blocked by people layer by layer, and the people inside the house were crying in the dark. Until the arrival of Lu Zizhan, the media wandering outside the door was dispersed, and the atmosphere in the room was different.

"Zi Zhan, why are you here?" Song Muhong swollen her eyes, looked at Lu Zizhan who walked in from the door, wiped her tears and stepped forward.

Lu Zizhan's face was a little decadent, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression looked a little sluggish. He stepped forward and helped Mother Song, and then said, "I'll come to see Zeyan, my aunt won't be angry with me, let's come late." ”

He smiled forcefully, but it was extremely ugly, as if it were a wry smile.

"Why, it's best if you can come." Mother Song shook her head, her appearance was a lot haggard, and the gray hair on her head was even more.

She led Lu Zizhan towards the mourning hall, at this time Song's father was staying in the mourning hall, and saw that Lu Zizhan was about to get up, but he was holding him. He said, "I'm just here to put on a pillar of incense, and I have something to talk to you about." ”

"Okay." Father Song replied.

Lu Zizhan took three sticks of incense, bowed three times to Song Zeyan's ranking, and inserted the incense into the incense burner. said: "Cousin, I didn't expect you to leave so suddenly, I hope you can live well in the following days." ”

As the words fell, he poured a glass of wine on the ground.

Only then did he stand up and say to Song's father and Song's mother: "In addition to coming to worship Zeyan today, I also need to discuss one more thing with the two, because I am afraid of the emotions of the two. I haven't told you about it, but now ......."

Lu Zizhan couldn't hide the complexity on his face, and he handed over a document to the two of them. His eyes were dark and complicated, and he looked at the two of them very embarrassed, "I have to let the two of you look at this matter, I didn't expect Ze Yan to do this-

Ridiculous thing. ”