On the ninth day of the fifth month, it is appropriate to be buried.

On the evening of the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, guests came to pay their respects.

Wen Changling and the head nurse, Tu Qizhen, went to the funeral home to mourn the patients they had taken care of before.

As the two walked, Tu Qizhen suddenly stopped: "Isn't that Doctor Jiang?" ”

Wen Changling looked over.

It was Jiang Youyou, who was dressed in black.

Tu Qizhen called her: "Doctor Jiang." ”

Jiang Youyou didn't seem to hear it, carried a bag on his back, and walked quickly.

Tu Qizhen felt strange: "What is in her bag?" ”

It's bricks.

Jiang Youyou's second sister committed suicide, Wen Changling knew about it from Yan Cong, and she was not at ease: "I'll go over and take a look." ”

The Shanhai funeral home is very large, there are four condolence halls on the first floor, and the Zheng family's mourning hall is located in the largest hall of the venue.

Jiang Zhenghao saw Jiang Youyou come in, and went over with a straight face: "Why are you only here now?" He looked at what she was wearing, and looked dissatisfied.

Jiang Zhenghao's eyes were red.

may have cried, after all, it is his own daughter, but after crying, it does not prevent him from selling a daughter.

"Auntie."

The second sister's youngest daughter, Jingjing, is nine years old this year, with a personality like her mother, timid and kind.

"Jingjing, Auntie's mobile phone was left in the car." Jiang Youyou gave the car keys to his little niece, "Can you go and help my aunt get it?" ”

"Okay."

Jiang Youyou watched the child go out.

Jiang Zhenghao urged her: "Hurry up and go to the pillar incense." ”

Jiang Youyou walked to the spirit, and the eldest daughter-in-law of the Xiao Zheng family gave her three lighted incense, and she stepped forward to make incense, incense, and kneel down. She was very calm from beginning to end, she didn't cry or shout, and her expression was numb.

Her second brother-in-law, Zheng Luhua, stood next to the posthumous photo, socializing with every guest who mourned.

"Second brother-in-law."

Zheng Luhua has always disliked this little sister-in-law who has never looked good for him, but he still has to pretend: "You have the best relationship with your second sister, you-"

Jiang Youyou took out the bricks he picked up in the flower bed of the funeral home, and smashed them into Zheng Luhua's head without blinking.

Wen Changling heard a voice outside the door.

The man shouted angrily: "Jiang Youyou, I'll kill you!" ”

Jiang Youyou's eldest sister was not feeling well, the third sister and the fourth sister helped her to the rest room, but they were not present, Jiang Zhenghao was pulled by Shen Li and did not let her come forward.

Shen Li's son, the sixth child of the Jiang family, watched dryly.

Wen Changling walked over quickly and quickly dragged Jiang Youyou, and the stool in Zheng Luhua's hand was smashed off and fell to the ground.

Because Wen Changling had a lot of strength to pull people, he and Jiang Youyou didn't stand firmly, and they crashed into the table next to them together, and Wen Changling instinctively supported it with his left hand.

Her glasses fell to the ground from the force of the impact.

She ignored her glasses and immediately pulled Jiang Youyou behind the table.

Zheng Luhua's head was smashed, and the brick was also split in half, Jiang Youyou smashed it desperately, leaving no effort, and seeing blood was certain. Zheng Luhua covered his head, so angry that he was about to rush up, and the third and fourth sons-in-law of the Jiang family pulled him left and right.

Zheng Luhua's mother, Lu, felt sorry for her son being smashed, and asked angrily: "Jiang Zhenghao, look at the daughter you taught!" ”

The second daughter of the Jiang family is married to the Xiao Zheng family, Jiang Zhenghao has no power and no one, and real estate has not been good in the past few years, and he will rely on a few sons-in-law to help him in the future, so he will not easily offend people.

He apologized again and again: "Mother-in-law, I'm really embarrassed, you also know that You You has the best relationship with her second sister, and she also behaves abnormally because she is too sad." ”

Zheng Luhua was afraid that there were still outsiders, he held back his anger and stared at Jiang Youyou angrily: "Don't go out if your brain is not normal." ”

These words made Jiang Youyou laugh, she was plain, and her face was so white that there was no blood: "Who is abnormal, what are you all pretending?" Don't you all know why my second sister committed suicide? ”

Jiang Zhenghao immediately scolded: "Don't talk nonsense here!" ”

A lot of guests were watching.

Jiang Youyou glanced at the posthumous photo, among her four sisters, the second sister was born most like her, but her personality was the most different, the second sister was weak, kind, and never blushed with others.

Jiang Youyou pointed to the murderer, Zheng Luhua and the Zheng family.

"Because of you, and you, it was you who forced my second sister to death." She looked at them indifferently and swept over the disgusting faces one by one, "A family of garbage." ”

The pickled things of the Xiao Zheng family are not a secret at all, but they are so exposed in public, the Lu family can't afford to lose this person, so they threatened immediately: "Jiang Youyou, don't be embarrassed, don't think that the two families have in-laws, and our Zheng family can't do anything to you." ”

"Second aunt."

Among the guests, someone came out to play a round: "The guests are still there." ”

This person's name is Zheng Luhong.

The eldest grandson of the Da Zheng family, the general manager of the Dihong Group, and the manager of the Dihong Hospital.

He spoke, and Lu and Zheng Luhua didn't speak again.

Jiang Zhenghao looked for an opportunity and walked around to Jiang Youyou's side: "You don't hurry up and get out." ”

Jiang Youyou glanced at the portrait of her second sister again, and pulled Wen Changling away.

After coming out, Wen Changling asked her, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, why are you here?"

Wen Changling said: "Mrs. Qi will be funeral tomorrow, and the head nurse and I will come to mourn." ”

"Thank you just now."

Wen Changling hadn't seen Jiang Youyou for a few days, she had really lost a lot of weight, and her eyes were so good-looking.

Wen Changling grew up earnestly: "Doctor Jiang, don't do things that will be detrimental to yourself for the sake of those people. ”

"I know, I'm just here to vent my anger, so many people have seen it, but their Zheng family doesn't dare to do anything to me, they are at a loss." And Xiao Zheng's family is still busy holding a 100-day banquet for the son of the fox spirit outside.

The two of them walked outside together.

Someone from behind stopped them.

"Miss."

Wen Changling and Jiang Youyou both looked back.

It was Zheng Luhong, who had just played a round, he walked up to Wen Changling and politely handed over the things in his hand with both hands: "Your glasses." ”

Wen Changling took it expressionlessly: "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome."

Wen Changling turned around, put on his glasses, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

Ms. Guan Zhengming originally came to mourn and watched such a play.

Coming out of the mourning hall, she felt something: "It's better for girls to be gentle and quiet." Shooting people with bricks is too tough, she told her rebel, "In the future, don't find me that kind of fangs and claws." ”

Rebel Gu Yihuan: "Mom, don't worry, I'm single until I die." ”

When the old lady of the Guan family gave birth to several children, her IQ should not be evenly divided, and the difference can be seen when you look down at a few grandchildren, Guan Qingyu, Guan Sixing, and Gu Yihuan.

If Ms. Guan Zhengming wears into the house fight script, she is the kind of brainless stupid Bai Tian original partner who will receive a box lunch in the first episode, and she didn't see what Xiao Zheng's family was doing at all.

Ms. Guan Zhengming glanced sideways at her rebel son, with a solemn expression: "This is a funeral home, what do you say about whether you will die or not, quickly spit it out." ”

"Spit out what?"

"Bad luck."

Ms. Guan Zhengming is quite superstitious.

"Oh." Gu Yihuan was absent-minded, the two pieces of mouth were closed, his saliva was not spitting, and he sprayed dryly into the air, "Poof-"

“……”

Ms. Guan Zhengming hurriedly helped to babble a few times, and silently recited in her heart: The rebel is nonsense, and the rebel is nonsense.

Wen Changling answered Xie Shang's call on the way home.

"Hey."

Xie Shang's voice was a little low: "Where are you?" ”

"Outside."

"Where? I'll pick you up. ”

Wen Changling looked at the road outside the car window: "No need to pick up, I'm already on my way back." ”

Xie Shang was silent for a short while, and then hummed.

Wen Changling hung up the phone first, because she was about to get out of the car. Lanterns are hung on the nearby streets, and Wen Changling is not worried about getting lost, and usually stops at the intersection where the driver is easy to turn around.

"Master, stop at the intersection ahead."

Before the car stopped, Wen Changling saw Xie Shang, who was standing next to the signpost at the intersection, bowing his head slightly, as if in a daze.

Wen Changling paid, quickly got out of the car, and ran to Xie Shang: "Are you out waiting for me?" ”

"Hmm."

Xie Shang took her and walked towards Hetang Street.

"Where have you been in the afternoon?"

"Funeral home, go to mourn the patients you took care of before."

A car passed by, and Xie Shang pulled Wen Changling for a while.

She frowned and moved the wrist that Xie Shang was holding.

Xie Shang noticed it, took her to the wall where no one had a car, stopped, and checked her hand. She has a small bruise on her left wrist.

"How?"

Wen Changling said a word: "I accidentally fell." ”

Gu Yihuan loves to exaggerate, and artistically processed the part of the funeral home.

Xie Shang didn't finish listening and left the perfume exhibition. He had been waiting, waiting for Wen Changling to call him, but she hadn't. If he didn't contact Wen Changling, she didn't seem to take the initiative to call him.

She's alone, and she doesn't need him that much.

"Wen Changling."

Wen Changling hadn't heard Xie Shang call her like that for a long time.

He is wearing a formal suit, his pupils are under the sun, the yellow amber color will be more obvious, he is a typical temperament greater than his facial features, as long as there is a slight change in the eyebrows and eyes, the whole person will give people a different feeling, less elegant and calm relaxation, his strength will be undoubtedly revealed.

"To you, who am I?"

Wen Changling didn't understand his sudden change in emotion, and replied, "Boyfriend." ”

"Do you think I'm your boyfriend?"

So, is this blaming her?

She didn't speak.

"Why didn't you say that you went to the Zheng family's mourning hall? Why don't you say that Zheng Luhua hurt you. ”

Why?

Wen Changling didn't understand: "It's not a big deal. ”

Xie Shang usually responds to her requests, rarely does so, and does not let a word: "Then you tell me, what is the big deal?" ”

Wen Changling couldn't answer this question.

"You don't even want to talk to me about small things, will you talk to me about big things?" Xie Shang's last reason told him not to be excessive, to be calm and patient with Miss Wen, and he tried his best to adjust his tone and emotions to normal, "You always don't tell me your itinerary, who you are going to meet and what you are going to do. ”

Always made me wait.

Wen Changling withdrew the hand he was holding, she saw the person she didn't want to see at the funeral home, and she couldn't suppress the irritability in her heart: "Why should I tell you?" ”

She has no desire to share, she hates being snooped on, and she has a lot of secrets.

She has never been a little white rabbit, she has a thorn in her body: "I was like this before dating you, if you can't accept it, you shouldn't start with me." ”

One is tepid, and the other suffers from gains and losses.

This is a contradiction, an asymmetry of feelings.

Xie Shang was silent for a long time, and his tone softened: "Let's not quarrel." ”

Wen Changling hummed: "I'll go back first." ”

Xie Shang walked behind her, raising his hand several times, but he didn't touch her.

They each went back to their own yards.

*****

Where did you put the leftover medicine from last time? He couldn't remember that his good memory was lost by Wen Changling's words.

"Boom!"

The drawer was pulled too hard, and the whole thing was pulled out, and the bottle of medicine and liquor inside shattered to the floor.

The smell of medicinal liquor instantly filled the whole room, and the pungent taste could numb people's sense of smell for a moment.

Xie Shang stopped all his movements and looked at the glass shards on the ground in distraction.

The phone on the table rang for a long time.

Xie Shang walked over to answer.

"Why did you leave the scene all of a sudden?"

From four o'clock to eight o'clock, Wudu held a perfume exhibition at the art museum.

Xie Shang is the chief perfumer, and this point should be at the art museum. Because of a phone call from Gu Yihuan, he disrupted all the trips.

"Something happened suddenly."

He Dongzhou could hear that Xie Shang's mood was not quite right: "You can't come over?" ”

"I'll come back later."

Xie Shang hung up the phone and called Gu Kaiyun: "Kaiyun, are you in the hospital?" ”

"Yes."

"I'll go now."

Xie Shang picked up the car keys and suddenly remembered the previous two days.

He said to Wen Changling: "You have a vacation the day after tomorrow, do you want to go somewhere with me?" ”

Miss Wen was pruning and watering her hook kiss at the time.

"Where?"

"The Perfume Exhibition of the Afternoon Crossing."

"Where?"

"Imperial Capital Art Museum."

Xie Shang rarely participates in public activities, this time He Dongzhou asked him if he was going, he thought of Wen Changling at that time, wanted to take her there, and wanted his friends, peers, acquaintances, and unknown people to meet his Miss Wen.

"Will there be a lot of media?"

"Hmm." Xie Shang said, "If you don't want to show your face, I won't let them send you a photo." "Even, it's okay not to let the media go, he doesn't care, everything can accommodate Wen Changling.

She carefully cut off the growing and messy branches: "I'm not going." "I don't know about perfume, I don't know art." ”

But Miss Wen, I am inviting you to join my circle.

Xie Shang replied at the time: "Well, if you don't want to go, forget it." ”

Xie Shang went to Gu Kaiyun's side first, and arrived at the art museum at almost seven o'clock.

Xie Shang doesn't like to socialize, the perfume exhibition is arranged by He Dongzhou, and there are not so many people on the grass outside the museum, which is quieter than inside. The display is outsourced to the art museum, and the lighting is well arranged, and the light hits the perfume bottles on the display table, and the bottles of different shapes cast shadows of different shapes on the ground and walls.

Not many people knew that Xie Shang was the chief perfumer of Wudu, and he was also happy to be idle, so he found a place with few people and sat quietly.

He needed to think about something.

He couldn't help but think about Wen Changling.

There are always people who like to ask him what the story of his perfume is, why others can't copy it.

The truth is that there is no story, he just has talent, with a good sense of smell, good perception, aesthetics, and control of the market, he can adjust it casually.

He doesn't make his stories into commodities, his stories have to be collected by individual people.

For example, his Miss Wen Changling.

"Mr. Xie."

Someone came to disturb the purity.

Xie Shang nodded, not interested in talking.

The man led a girl over: "This is our company's artist." The man patted the girl's shoulder, "Yan Yan, don't thank you for a cup." ”

The girl is an actress and should be quite popular.

In Su Nanzhi's movie "3913", she participated.

"Mr. Xie, I respect you."

There was wine on the table next to it.

Xie Shang didn't get up, it was rude to sit like this, but tonight, he didn't have the slightest leisure to deal with irrelevant people: "I drive, I don't drink." ”

The girl was also funny and smiled generously: "I'll just drink, thank you at will." ”

Xie Shang was looking at a bottle.

The perfume bottle of Wudu was not designed by him, the bottle has a special designer, which was dug up by He Dongzhou from abroad at a high price. The designer's style is bold and expensive, and he can set a whole gemstone on a bottle. Today's exhibition shows all limited editions, or exceptional models, which will only produce one bottle, which has a high collection value, and the cost of some bottles can be ridiculously high.

He Dongzhou is a full profiteer and has the keenest sense of business: "Only expensive people will flock to them, and if they are cheap, they will not be worthy of their worth." ”

The bottle was shaped like a hedgehog, and the hedgehog had gems on its belly, but all other than that it was thorns.

Xie Shang thought of Wen Changling.

The man gave the girl next to him a look, and the girl stepped forward: "Mr. Xie." ”

Xie Shang got up: "The two of you, please." ”

He took the hedgehog perfume bottle with him.

No one will stop him, Wudu is a purely private property, and everything in this exhibition belongs to Xie Shang and He Dongzhou himself.

Xie Shang found a lawn, lit a cigarette, bit it, and turned the bottle in his hand over and over again, the hedgehog really pricked his hand.

The cigarettes he bought on the way here.

"Sir," the museum staff came to remind us, "no smoking here." ”

Today really didn't go as well as he wanted.

"I'm sorry."

Xie Shang swept the cigarette off and threw it in the trash.

I misremembered the name of the Subei He family, sorry, it has been changed. His name is Ning Song

Next chapter, tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, I'll turn the time back tonight