The buzzing in his ears continued, and the person in front of him seemed to have transformed into a clone, and his righteous and awe-inspiring face slowly distorted into a lump, as if he had put on a white hat, stuck out his tongue, and laughed hideously.

The closer she got, it seemed that a pair of invisible hands were holding Jiang Zhou's neck, making her unable to breathe, her chest rose and fell unruly, and her face gradually turned pale.

It's been six years.

Jiang Zhou stepped into the morgue again.

Facing the three corpses covered with white cloth in front of him, he had mixed feelings.

Biological father.

Guan Xin, who provoked Jiang Ting in every possible way.

Chen Rou, who has never met.

The police said that Guan Xin's family no longer has any immediate family members alive, and those side branches are busy fighting for the Guan group.

As for Chen Wang, the only surviving relative is Jiang Zhou.

In the quiet and gloomy room, there was only the sound of Jiang Zhou's breathing, and slowly, Jiang Zhou raised his feet and walked to the stainless steel bed on the far right.

Through the white cloth, a petite body could be vaguely seen, and he sighed, and his hesitant hand lifted the white cloth little by little.

The disposed corpse lay there quietly, as if asleep, but it didn't look pale.

Under such circumstances, Jiang Zhou met Chen Rou, the so-called "sister".

Those words that I had imagined countless times in my heart and saw her mouth couldn't say a word at the moment.

When the white cloth was re-covered, heavy sound echoed through the room.

"In the next life, find a good family, don't have such a family, and don't meet a heartless sister like me."

The process goes very fast, crematoriums, cemeteries, and closures.

It was as if nothing had happened, and the days were calm.

Three months later, Jiang Zhou learned that Guan's Group had been acquired by a leading local company.

Those relatives of the side branches who were not satisfied with the benefits once again paid attention to Chen Wang's inheritance.

After countless "efforts", the legacy fell into the hands of Jiang Zhou on New Year's Eve.

Chen Wang's surviving, sole, legal heir.

On the day of worshipping Jiang Ting, Jiang Zhou got up early in the morning.

The dewdropping lilies were lightly placed in front of the tomb, and Jiang Zhou took out a towel from the bag to wipe the tombstone, and stopped for a long time when he passed Jiang Ting's smiling black and white photo.

"Mom, do you drink?" Two bottles of wine were taken out of the bag, Jiang Zhou smiled, "If you don't speak, when you want to drink, I'll put it here for you." ”

The cans collided, and Jiang Zhou leaned his neck and poured a sip of wine into his stomach.

"Speaking of which, it's funny, the last time I came to see you, I told you about Chen Wang, but this time it's still his business."

"I didn't expect his inheritance to come into my hands, guess how much? Say it and scare you, look, it's all in this card, this number. ”

In the cemetery on a cold winter morning, Jiang Zhou was the only one, and he counted without scruples, and took out a card from his pocket and shook it in front of Jiang Ting's photo.

"But I don't want his money, but after thinking about it, part of the money he used to rise was from our Jiang family, and this can be regarded as being returned, right?"

"But what if you come back? You can't come back, Mom, you can't come back. ”

The back of the hand wiped the lower eyelid, and the can in the hand was pinched and deformed.

"I want them to live and not bother you, but I don't want them to be well, am I too vicious? That's why they had an accident to accompany you? ”

"Will they run into you? Probably not, you should be in heaven if you are so good, so you can't touch them, they won't bother you, right? ”

"After the New Year, the school will start school in 100 days, and when the time comes, I will take the exam for you, okay? Let you be beautiful. ”

chattered, sat in front of Jiang Ting's tomb and talked for a long time, and after a long time, the sun moved westward, and Jiang Zhou reluctantly got up.

Facing the biting cold wind, he went down the hundred steps, and when he saw the timing outside the cemetery gate, Jiang Zhou was not a little surprised.

"How long have you been here?"

"More than twenty minutes."

"Don't you listen, do you? I can't lose it, next time I find a shelter from the wind, and if I get sick, I have to spend money to see a doctor, and I will suffer in vain. ”

Shi Xuan shrugged his shoulders, didn't care, put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, and walked side by side with Jiang Zhou to the bus stop.

"You're going home first?"

"You're not coming back?"

No answer is better than answer, and the resentful gaze of the time sequence is about to poke Jiang Zhou out of a hole.

"Wang Yi is engaged, call me over, I'll come back early."

"Two days before the Chinese New Year, he was engaged, and he is not an adult, right?"

"Well, after dropping out of school, his family introduced him, and he liked it a lot, so he ordered it first."

…… Quite open?

I don't know what to say.

knew that Jiang Zhou would definitely go, and knew that he would definitely intersect with Lin Lang again, but there was no way to stop it.

There is only one sentence for export, drink less.