Perhaps because he noticed someone entering the house, Shi Sangluo stood up habitually to prepare to return the gift.

“…Why did you come in?”

Fu Chengyuan glanced at the man beside her and said in a deep voice: "I'll bring in incense to my aunt, can I?"

Shi Sang Luo paused for a moment, but did not stop him.

Fu Chengyuan knelt down on the cushion in front of the spiritual throne, and the man handed him three incense sticks.

Fu Chengyuan glanced at him, took it and held it in his hand, raised it high and pressed it on his forehead, and kowtowed three times.

The man walked over again and reached out his hand, as if he wanted to take the incense from his hand and insert it into the incense burner.

He didn't give it, stood up and said, "I can do it myself."

The man didn't insist, and he turned sideways to give way to him.

After the incense was infused, he turned around and looked at Shi Sangluo: "How are you okay?"

Her eyelashes shook and looked at her toes: "Yeah."

"I heard that the funeral will take place for seven days. Are there any arrangements for the next few days?"

"I don't understand very much," Shi Sangluo said: "I heard from my cousin that according to custom, there should be big dramas or something like that."

"Is there any other link you want to participate in?"

Shi Sangluo shook his head: "It should be gone."

"That's good, you can have some rest."

Shi Sangluo suddenly looked up and asked, "When will you leave?"

"Walk?"

"You were not a cousin yesterday and said that you should stay for one night to see the Milky Way. Today, it's time to go back to H City."

Fu Chengyuan pursed his lips and was silent for two seconds, "Yes."

"Then I'll ask you if you have bought all the local specialties."

Shi Sangluo got up and walked out.

The man also wanted to go out, so he reached out to stop Fu Chengyuan.

The man was a little surprised at first, but he soon understood. He looked at Shi Sangluo's back and looked at Fu Chengyuan up and down, and smiled: "We are just friends we met by chance. She asked me to help me. There is no other relationship, you don't have to be so nervous."

This person has a little color.

Fu Chengyuan's face looked a little better: "I'm not nervous."

"It's you just now..." The man smiled: "Okay, if you are not nervous, you are not nervous. But I would like to remind you with a friendly word, you may not be able to chase Miss Shi for the time being."

Fu Chengyuan raised his eyebrows: "Who said I want to chase her?"

"I didn't say anything, but my eyes were all confessed." The man pointed to the position of his eyes and chuckled: "My surname is Gu, and my name is Gu Yanhui. He is a... a poor painter who specializes in painting characters and has some research on people's expressions and emotions."

Fu Chengyuan frowned slightly: "Gu...Yan Hui?"

"right."

"Do you know someone named Gu Fuye?"

Gu Yanhui was a little confused: "I don't know anyone. Although there are not as many people with the surname Gu as Wang Zhang and Li Zhao, they don't know everyone with the surname Gu in the world."

Don't know?

He had previously speculated whether this person would be a relative of Gu Fuye's family and would come to pay his respects to Sang Luo's mother on his behalf.

It turned out to be just a chance encounter.

"From your outfit, you probably aren't from here, you come from City H, right?"

The man's attitude was quite gentle, and he also said that he had nothing to do with Shi Sangluo. Fu Chengyuan let go of his guard and nodded: "Yes."

"Since you came from afar to pay your respects, then go out and eat something."

"No, don't be hungry."

Gu Yan nodded back: "Then you are here to take care of me, I'll go eat something."

Fu Chengyuan felt a little dissatisfied. People asked you to help hold the portrait. This is because you treat you as your own person. Instead, you treat yourself as an ordinary mourner and run out to have a meal?

But my heart was relieved at the same time.

It seems that this Gu Yanhui is really not a threat.

"You go, I'll guard here."

"Well, if someone comes to burn incense, you can give me three incense sticks to me like me. After the family pays their condolences, you can take them and put them in the incense burner."

"……knew."

Gu Yan left.

Fu Chengyuan stood in the empty mourning hall, looking at Xu Yuerong's smile in the photo.

Xu Yuerong in this photo is very young and her cheeks are full, not as haggard as she has become sick.

"I chose this photo specifically. My mother loves beauty very much, so I found a photo of her that looks the best."

Fu Chengyuan turned around and happened to see Shi Sang Luo slowly walked in.

She said: "My cousin has not had time to buy all the local specialties. If you are in a hurry, go back first. I will send it back to you after buying it."

"I'm not in a hurry."

Shi Sangluo looked up at him, then withdrew his gaze: "Is the Galaxy beautiful?"

"……Well enough."

"Isn't it not as good as you think?"

“It’s pretty.”
Chapter completed!