Shi Sangluo held his breath.

[I just brought myself in. If I had a girl I liked in my heart, maybe we were in a passionate love period, or maybe we had planned our future, how to arrange our work, where to buy a house, what style to do for the wedding, and how many children would have. Then, a sudden change and my life might end - what am I thinking in the last second.]

Shi Sangluo's hands were hesitant and cautious when he typed: [So, what are you thinking?]

[I was thinking, she must be good.]

【Successfully graduated, entered a good company, became a powerful newcomer in the workplace, and then overcome all difficulties and go smoothly. It is best if God is favored enough, and then let her meet someone who loves her like me, and protect her on my behalf.】

As soon as the message was sent, Gu Yan's phone rang.

He answered, his voice softly: "You probably haven't seen what I posted in the end."

"Where are you?"

"how?"

"I want to see you, right now, is that OK?"

Gu Yanhui seemed to understand her and chuckled, "Do you want to see the stars together?"

...

Fu Chengyuan sat on the roof all night and only came down at dawn.

Today is Xu Yuerong's funeral day. His cousin and aunt got up very early to work hard. He heard the noise and prepared to come down to help.

But my cousin kept stopping: "You are a guest, and this is a funeral, not a happy event. Mr. Fu, you should not get involved."

Fu Chengyuan was pushed back to the stairs by his cousin and instructed: "No one will go up on the third floor, it's still early, you go back and rest."

Fu Chengyuan looked around, but did not see Shi Sangluo's figure, "Why didn't you see Shi Sangluo?"

"Sang Luo, she is her mother's only daughter. She went to her mother's spirit before dawn and guarded her."

"Where is Aunt Xu's spirit stopping? I want to worship you too."

My cousin pointed to a small room next to him and said, "It's right there."

Fu Chengyuan nodded slightly and walked over.

There was a curtain hanging at the door of the room. As soon as I opened it, I saw Shi Sangluo had already changed into a white mourning dress and kneeling on the futon. In front of him was an iron basin, putting the paper money in his hand into the fire.

"Shisangluo."

Shi Sangluo raised his head and saw that it was him. He didn't say anything. He turned around and continued to burn paper money.

And beside her was a strange man.

He looked handsome but had a very gentle temperament. He nodded to him with a smile, saying hello.

"Cousin--" Xu Zheng trotted in: "My mother told you to eat first. I guess I don't have time to eat a day today."

As he said that, he handed her the steaming white porridge in his hand.

Shi Sangluo took it: "Thank you aunt for help."

Xu Zheng nodded with a smile, and then handed the other bowl to the man: "Brother, you can drink one too."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Xu Zheng was about to run out in a hurry again, and Fu Chengyuan chased him out and called him: "Xiao Zheng."

Xu Zheng stopped and turned around and called out: "Uncle Fu."

Although I don’t want to answer the title of uncle, it is not the time to pursue these details.

"...Well," he bent down, as tall as a child: "Who was that brother just now? Are you also a relative of your family?"

Xu Zheng pointed to the small room: "Is that one inside?"

"Yeah, right."

"I'm not a relative of our family, nor do I know each other. I came back from outside with my cousin in the morning. It seems that I'm a friend of my cousin."

“…and friend too?”

"Yes, Uncle Fu, it turns out that you don't know that brother? I thought you were both friends of my cousin and must know each other."

Fu Chengyuan denied: "It's the first time I've seen him."

Xu Zheng said: "That brother is pretty good. Ah Huang kept wagging his tail when he saw him."

"..." Fu Chengyuan asked: "Did your cousin say that he came here today to pay his condolences? Or is there anything wrong with your cousin?"

Xu Zheng said: "I'm here to help my cousin hold the photos. I promised yesterday that I would like to hold them, but my cousin said I'm too young and didn't want me to get involved in such funerals, so I asked her friends to help."

"But, isn't the custom here that only the son or son-in-law of a person who is about to die can hold photos?"

"Yes," Xu Zheng nodded, but was also confused: "But what my cousin said, saying I don't need to praise you, maybe... hahaha, maybe that brother is my cousin's boyfriend."

Fu Chengyuan was stunned for a moment: "Do you know what his name is?"

"I don't know, I just listened to my cousin calling him...what to ask him to care..."
Chapter completed!