This place doesn't look like a mourning hall, but rather like someone lives there permanently.
The whole house feels very warm.
Every part of the room is decorated very delicately, in a style that girls will like.
Various photo frames hang on the wall in the entrance.
It's the same baby in the frame.
The baby looks very cute, with chubby cheeks and a shiny look. It has a small mouth and eats with its hands. It looks at the world curiously with wide eyes. The eyes are like grapes, so clear that they can reflect the stars.
She has milky white skin with a hint of red, which makes her smell fragrant inexplicably, and her appearance is as delicate as a pinched doll.
Gu Beisheng couldn't help but want to pinch her little cheek.
Unfortunately, it's just a photo.
She couldn't help but regret how such a well-behaved child could pass away.
Gu Beisheng was inexplicably curious whether she looked like Lu Jiuqi or Lu Jinchen, and subconsciously turned around.
Lu Jinchen was seen standing outside the door, with his back to the room. His tall and majestic figure made people feel very lonely.
He should have this baby girl at the top of his heart, so he reacted so strongly.
Walking further inside, there is a little girl's room.
Pink dolls, princess dresses, bows and other items are as dreamy as if you have stepped into a fairy tale.
Going further inside, there are beautiful school uniforms.
Next to the back, work clothes.
From the entrance to the master bedroom, it feels like experiencing a girl's life.
Beautiful and short-lived.
Gu Beisheng suddenly felt a little moved.
The Lu family could not get over the pain of losing their loved one, and they built such a dreamy room for her, as if she had lived here forever.
This is probably true family love.
It was a feeling she had never had since she was a child.
Mrs. Fu turned around, frowned and asked, "Jin Chen didn't follow me. I wanted him, as the eldest son, to personally hang a blessing bag for the poor girl."
Mrs. Lu took the blessing bag and came to the urn, her eyes full of sadness: "The eldest girl was only more than one year old when she left. She got lost when she was with Jin Chen, so Jin Chen couldn't forgive herself for all these years.
, have never set foot in this room.”
Lu Jiuqi's eyes were red: "My sister is in heaven, and I don't want my eldest brother to blame himself so much."
Mrs. Lu hung the blessing bag in front of the urn, clasped her hands together, and said a few words silently at the top of her heart. Then she opened her eyes again and gently touched the box, her eyes full of reluctance.
Mrs. Fu and Gu Beisheng also lit incense and prayed for her.
Madam Lu reluctantly left.
Lu Jiuqi felt a little uncomfortable. When he was a child, he had no feelings for his sister who passed away. As he grew older, he saw the things his family did for his sister.
It's as if my sister has always been alive.
After leaving the temple, Mrs. Lu was already in poor health and a little tired.
Mrs. Fu could tell that Mrs. Lu wanted to be alone, so she didn't disturb her too much. She held her hand and patted her gently: "Sister Qin, there are some things at home, so I won't stay any longer."
Mrs. Lu didn't stay long: "Yeah."
Lu Jiuqi felt a little disappointed. She originally wanted to chat with Gu Beisheng.
Gu Beisheng saw her thoughts and pursed his lips: "When you don't have class, why don't you go shopping?"
"Okay." Lu Jiuqi smiled, and his eyes turned into two crescents, which were particularly bright.
Mrs. Fu looked at Lu Jiuqi with a sweet smile, and inexplicably saw a bit of Gu Beisheng.
Gu Beisheng didn't pay attention and held Mrs. Fu's hand to leave.
The old housekeeper, Sister Zhou, looked at Gu Beisheng's retreating back, was startled, and murmured, "Old madam, look at Mrs. Fu's back, why does she look so much like our eldest lady?"
She was talking about Lu Jinchen and Lu Jiuqi's mother.