Lu Weiyang stumbled, and it took a while to get the phone back, and the caller just hung up at this time.

Lu Weiyang replied immediately, but his fingers were always unable to press the letters on the phone.

He suddenly felt that this year's winter was so cold.

[Enlin has taken leave today, maybe there is something at home.] ]

He knew what Bai Yan was going to ask, edited the content and sent it out, and then stabilized it first.

It's just a short sentence, and I actually made a mistake several times.

In the long silence, the inscription in Liu Xiangbo's hand fell to the ground, and he hurriedly picked it up.

The sound of the fall woke up the students of Class 12.

They pulled out a smile and retorted, "Old Han, today is not April Fool's Day. ”

"That's right, what you say is not good, we won't be fooled!"

"I can't laugh at any of this kind of joke!"

In fact, when they saw Han Yi's obvious crying expression, they realized that the news was true.

No one would laugh at such a thing, they just wouldn't admit it.

Han Hui turned his face away and stopped talking.

Then quickly left the class.

Gradually, the students looked at Luo Jia's clean desk, where people were sitting there yesterday.

There was staccato sobbing in the class.

I don't know how long it took, but some classmates remembered the two who had just been dating for three days, but had developed to a private date.

Bai Yan is still on the other side of the ocean at this time, but as classmates, they can't accept it, not to mention Bai Yan, who is most familiar with Luo Jia.

"What should I do, I don't want Brother Yan to come back."

"I can't tell him how to tell him..."

"Perhaps, they are not serious, they are still friends."

"Brother Yan has always been the flower of Kaolin, if it's a friend, then..."

They even hope that Berlin is only a makeshift combination that has been coaxed.

Otherwise, what to do with the one that is left.

Ai Qiao stared at the signed photo that she had framed, and suddenly she couldn't hold back, and lay on the table and wailed.

No one laughed at her, and they were silent and silent that day.

Life is impermanent.

It turns out to be more than just a noun in a textbook.

That night, Lu Weiyang got the phone number of Luo Jia's emergency contact, Jiang Liying, from Han Hui.

With a one-in-a-10,000 chance, he rushed to the storage point of the body, at Su Yun's villa in Nanqing City.

When he went, the mourning hall was being built, and the whole mourning hall was made of the white color that Luo Jia loved before his death.

The flowers placed were personally selected by Su Yun, and clusters of small jasmine were placed inside and outside the mourning hall.

Lu Weiyang finally saw Luo Jia's parents, it turned out to be these two bigwigs in the entertainment industry who seemed to have no intersection.

Then it's no wonder, it's no wonder that such interesting people can be combined.

The last bit of luck is gone, with the coffee positions of these two, it is inevitable that they will not cooperate with acting.

Lu Weiyang put on three sticks of incense and came to the place where the spirit stopped.

With just one glance, he couldn't bear to turn his head away, he was not ready to part with life and death at this age.

Lu Weiyang confirmed it with his own eyes

。

He went to the snow-covered lawn and took out his phone and breathed a few times before dialing.

After Bai Yan received Lu Weiyang's news of Feixin, he didn't ask again.

One is that he doesn't want to push the child too hard, and the other is that he has a lot of arrangements and tight time.

In addition to following assignments at several schools, he is also in charge of scholarship programs.

As a provider of financial aid, the Bai family has the right to regularly check the real situation of the sponsored students to see if they have sponsored those who are truly in need.

Not long after saying goodbye to Luo Jia at the airport, a strange thing happened.

Ever since he was a child, Bai Yan had been able to smell the gradual decay of his soul.

There was a vast and barren place in the depths of his soul.

He is a god born of birth, but he is more like an old man with snowy sideburns and frosty mustaches, who will dissipate in the long river of time if he is not careful.

That strange thing happened at a certain moment last night.

The sudden drifting rain fell, and the rancid and decaying soil sprouted a green shoot, full of vitality.

After the exchange and study, Bai Yan found the orange manor in Xing Lu's mouth.

The warm winter sun leaks bright light and shadow through the gaps in the leaves, and the yellow-orange-orange oranges hang all over the branches, just like the autumn twilight of the master's pen, which is a heavy celebration.

It's the season when oranges are ripe, and Bai Yan is ready to buy it with his personal savings.

Bai Yan remembers the scene of Luo Jia running after oranges when they met in the supermarket parking lot, and that was a guy who likes to eat oranges.

He should love it here.

When Lu Weiyang called, Bai Yan was feeding the fat fish in the pond, even if there were no fish to take care of him.

Lu Weiyang didn't know what to say, and grabbed a handful of hair irritably.

He really couldn't think of an opening statement, so he just smashed it out.

Bai Yan's expression was empty for a few seconds, and the hand holding the feed suddenly spasmed.

The feed was sprinkled on the surface of the water like a goddess scattering flowers, but his animalistic nature made the big fish completely afraid to approach this dangerous man.

Bai Yan was unconscious, and he looked back at the lush orange grove when he came.

The cool winter breeze brings bad news from afar.

Bai Yan has always been at ease, no matter what happens, he can think of a way to deal with it in a short time.

Reincarnation has carved a deep imprint of time on him, making it difficult for him to have intense emotional ups and downs like the average high school student.

"Lu Weiyang, are you looking for death?"

The tone that suddenly cooled down made Lu Weiyang on the other side shiver firmly.

In just a few words, they were almost squeezed out of his teeth, which showed that Bai Yan was already angry.

Lu Weiyang didn't dare to delay, and roughly explained what happened.

There was no mention of Loga on the way back, and he was afraid that the Bai banquet would collapse.

Bai Yan didn't say anything.

It's just that it's too quiet, and Lu Weiyang is getting more and more panicked.

Lu Weiyang trembled in his voice: "Ah, Ah Yan, you can say something, don't scare me!" ”

If Bai Yan scolded him, or showed grief, it means that his feelings for Luo Jia are not as deep as he imagined, even if he will be sad, maybe he will gradually heal after a while

Combine.

There was a faint sound of breathing on the other end.

Let Lu Weiyang's heart rate increase.

The rapidly surging blood pressure made Bai Yan's eyes darken, and he almost fell into the pond.

He quickly grabbed the guardrail to the side and stabilized his staggering body, and the overly violent movements caused the water to splash.

"Come back... See him one last time. ()”

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It is a phone that is hung up directly.

The mourning hall was set up in the overtime of several workers, and Jiang Liying looked at Song Xiaobei and the two who looked like wandering spirits.

Jiang Liying watched them coldly for two days, but she never hinted that Jiajia would come back sooner or later.

With what Loga said, they didn't understand was just one of the reasons.

Jiang Liying was waiting, waiting for this scene to begin.

She called her son and ex-daughter-in-law to the vacant room and took out a list.

There are only a few blue ticks on the list, mostly red crosses.

Faced with their doubts, Jiang Liying began to explain what the list was.

It is the number of times Luo Jia has waited for her parents since she was a child, and the place where the cross is just not waiting.

When Luo Jia was a child, they always promised to come back, but they broke the contract because there was always something unexpected.

Seeing this list, the former husband and wife found that they had promised to go home hundreds of times in the past ten years, but only a few of them had really been realized.

Luo Jia learned to be lonely and enjoy solitude in the midst of repeated disappointments.

Jiang Liying's questioning was deafening.

"The child who can cry has candy to eat, Jiajia doesn't cry, do you think he is so good?"

"It's just too sweet, so does he deserve no sugar!?"

"I always complain that Jiajia is unfamiliar with you, and it's right to be unfamiliar. He doesn't treat you as parents, just as friends to talk to! ”

"Regret it, that's what you deserve!"

For a long time, Loga considered herself unloved and a burden to everyone.

Later, he developed the habit that he didn't need others to love him too much, and he wouldn't get hurt if he didn't look forward to it.

He reconciled with his parents as early as in his previous life.

All of them have a stinky problem that they don't like to explain.

Besides, there is no perfect person in this world, who will not make mistakes?

Watching "Traveling Sunflowers", Luo Jia was so deeply touched, and she sighed for herself when she was a child.

He discovered the undiscovered, hidden love.

His parents are two career brains who don't know how to express themselves and have strange thinking.

It's better to be entangled with them about what to love and not to love, and it is better to let them continue to work hard to earn his child support.

Since Luo Jia found a more suitable way to get along, she has become more and more harmonious with her parents.

Loga has grown to the point where she doesn't care about the past.

But Jiang Liying always remembered the child who was carrying a small stool and looking out of the window with great anticipation.

Loga can forget.

But she remembers it all clearly.

It's not that you don't report it.

It's just that the time has not yet come.

Now, it's time.

The former couple looked at their record of missing appointments, and Jiajia always let them busy their own business, but it was not

I just care about them.

The double blow continued to smash their already painful hearts.

Jiang Liying nodded secretly, click, click.

I took a few photos of their hearts from various angles, and when Jiajia came back in the future, the grandparents and grandchildren would reminisce together.

After all, it is still a bit difficult to see these two painful appearances, except on the big screen, in reality.

Immersed in pain, they didn't notice Jiang Liying's murderous behavior at all.

Jiang Liying closed the door.

Jiajia will be back.

But before you do that, let's get a taste of waiting.

Otherwise, my old man won't be able to swallow this breath.

The bodyguards of the Bai family suddenly received the news of Dashao's flight back to China early, and they were all a little caught off guard.

It stands to reason that there is still one day, Da Shao has a harsh control over the things around him, he has always had a plan, and he usually does not have such a sudden trip.

Because he was kidnapped when he was a child, he was almost killed, and Bai Yan always had no shortage of bodyguards by his side.

Bai Yan doesn't like to be paid too much attention, and the bodyguards are all burly and have a high-profile image, so they used to follow from afar.

This time, Dashao rarely asked them to go along.

A breath of mountain rain was coming, and the bodyguards were nervous unconsciously.

Something went wrong.

It must be, something is wrong!

When they came to the airport and received Da Shao from the special channel, they felt that Da Shao's breath was different from usual.

Da Shao made several phone calls with a blank face, each asking about a person's whereabouts. With the reply from the other end, Da Shao's expression became heavier and heavier, sinking like an abyss that could not be seen to the end.

They used to live a life of licking blood at the tip of a knife, and they could feel this seemingly calm, but in fact only a glimmer of bursting feeling from madness.

In the suffocating silence, they came to Su Yun's villa, the out-of-season little jasmine was planted around the lawn, the white soul-attracting flags were floating in the air with the north wind, and the mourning hall was full of students with sad faces.

Today is the day of Luo Jia's funeral.

After the students asked Han Yi for leave, they came to the mourning hall a few hours early.

Looking at the time, Brother Yan shouldn't be able to come back, which may also be good news.

When Ai Qiong saw Song Xiaobei, who was his father, sitting on the family seat with a haggard expression, he knew why Luo Jia could easily get a signed photo.

Originally, she should have been very excited when she saw her idol for many years, but she only bowed to the idol and said, "Mourn." ”

Song Xiaobei returned the favor.

He was a little relieved to see so many classmates coming to see Jiajia off.

The kid was lonely when he died, and he probably liked to be lively when he left.

Song Xiaobei recalled Luo Jia's last message, his body trembled, he couldn't bear it and bent over to everyone, and walked out of the mourning hall.

Su Yun had a white face without the slightest makeup, taking Song Xiaobei's place.

The classmates looked at Song Xiaobei who walked away, and then looked at Su Yun sitting on the futon. Luo Jia's parents have finally unveiled the veil of mystery, and it turns out that the child of the male god's family they are eager to see has always been by their side.

When they learned the truth, they were not happy in the slightest, but became more and more sad.

When Bai Yan's figure appeared at the door, their hearts chuckled, Brother Yan's appearance seemed to be a little wrong!

"Banquet, Brother Yan, why did you come back early!"

"Brother Yan, have you taken care of all the affairs of Canada?"

Lu Weiyang saw a row of bodyguards waiting outside the mourning hall, and a chill suddenly rushed up from his spine.

Bai Yan ignored them, his warm gaze staring at the portrait hanging on the high platform, Luo Jia smiling extraordinarily brightly.

Bai Yan was calm and weird: "He is not dead, what kind of mourning hall is he doing." ”

He raised his hand, and the bodyguards entered one after another, like black ghosts guarding the door of the spiritual hall.

Lu Weiyang realized that the situation was starting to be uncontrollable, and suddenly pulled Bai Yan's sleeve: "Ah Yan, you let them leave first!" ”

I asked you to come to the funeral, not to let you do the killing!

Lu Weiyang's eyes on Shang Baiyan were suddenly stunned.

There was not the slightest emotion there, like a ruthless and desireless god.

Su Yun also came back to his senses from the chaos and stood up.

She knew someone who came, and this was even a junior she admired.

In the mourning hall, with the entry of Bai Yan, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Bai Yan delicately broke Lu Weiyang's hand away.

His gaze was always on the portrait.

"It's all smashed."!