"Is Mr. Gu's clean thing?"

Those who are rising society have no such things on their hands?

The reason why Gu Jiangnian was able to say this to her with confidence.

Where is Gu Jiangnian?

Not angry either.

Liu Qing said this.

The man was not angry at all and was not in a hurry to refute.

On the contrary, smiled.

"Of course, no one is clean, but if you can force your son to the northwest, Mrs. He is the only one who can do it."

Gu Jiangnian's hand that fell on Jiang Muwan's waist was slowly caressing.

The movements that are neither hurry nor slow give people a feeling of calmness.

"If I were Mrs. He, I would definitely kneel down to Mei Qiong and kowtow three times, thank her for letting me go."

…………………

Late July.

The heat is unbearable.

Jiang Muwan is nearly six months pregnant.

My body is not as light as before.

The action was slower.

Gu Jiangnian returned home one minute earlier.

In the past, I served my lover's daily life, but now I just have to take a shower.

In late July, Mei Qiong's memorial service was held on the last day.

On this day, the sky was gloomy and there was no sunshine.

The dark clouds blocked the sunlight from everyone's sight.

The memorial service is a meeting for the deceased, some people choose to hold it at the location of the body. Some are held at the funeral home or crematorium, Ke Meiqiong's memorial service.

Holding in a huge flower bed.

This flower garden is the rose planting base in the capital.

Colorful roses bloom one after another in July, and the scene of competing for beauty is really dazzling.

The breath of those who came and mourned memorial were filled with fragrance of flowers.

When Jiang Muwan and Gu Jiangnian appeared in black clothes, everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Muwan's stomach.

My stomach can no longer be hidden when I am pregnant.

In summer, everyone wears less clothes.

At first glance, it is undoubtedly revealed.

The people I met began to greet each other in groups, and Gu Jiangnian and Jiang Muwan nodded in greeting each other.

Mei Qiong's memorial service was chosen here because of her dream during her lifetime.

[If you cannot live in a place full of flowers, you must end the last journey of your life in a place full of flowers]

[I don't love flowers, I just hope that everyone will remember me when it is special]

Live as gorgeous as summer flowers, and pass away as quiet as autumn leaves.

This sentence is not only suitable for appearing in funeral homes.

The memorial service ends.

Jiang Muwan and Gu Jiangnian left hand in hand.

A black dress made her sweat.

When Jiang Muwan walked towards the car, he saw a figure in the forest from afar.

She held Gu Jiangnian's hand tightly.

That touch made the man look over her gaze.

In the woods.

Next to a stout old tree.

She saw a familiar figure.

"Du Shirun?"

Jiang Muwan thought he had read it wrong.

Surprised and incredible eyes fell on Gu Jiangnian.

The man pursed his thin lips tightly, his brows frowned slightly, and nodded: "It's him."

"He is not————.”

"I didn't see the body, aren't I?"

Suddenly, Jiang Muwan felt a chill in his heart.

She crawled and sweated all over.

It made her tremble.

"Now Meiqiong——————.”

Mei Qiong didn’t think Du Shirun had passed away?

But now, Du Shirun is still alive.

What is this called?

Jiang Muwan dared not think about it.

How lonely would it be if Mei Qiong was on the road alone and found that she was the only one on the road?

None of these are the key points, the key point is to make her discover that the person she cares about is not dead at all.

What a despair that should be?

Jiang Muwan dared not think about it.

Some things, if you look into them deeply, will make you tremble.

"Get in the car."

"Can------."

"good."

In late July, Mei Qiong was buried.

The best cemetery in the entire capital.

On the day she was buried, it started drizzling in the capital.

The rain was not heavy, but it was a whole day.

Jiang Muwan remembers it particularly clearly.

July 27th.

Song Rong went to the Presidential Palace and invited people from the scientific research community to attend because the Presidential Palace held a banquet, and she was there.

Before leaving the door, she chose a cheongsam in ink.

The whole person is low-key and elegant.

Jiang Muwan even praised the person with a honey in her mouth.

That evening, Gu Jiangnian also had social engagements.

And with Jiang Muwan.

In recent days, the couple has become models of the capital.

In and out together.

No matter where you go, you are inseparable.

I have been envied by many people.

After several rounds of deep thought and consideration, Jiang Muwan and Gu Jiangnian were preparing to hand over Das to others for full management, and she.

Retreat behind the scenes.

Mainly family.
To be continued...