Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

Xia Qing and Gu Qiqi packed up their things, and the plane was on standby. Thinking of leaving for a few days, Gu Qiqi bought a bunch of flowers and went to the cemetery to see Lu Zhen. Xia Qing had nothing to do and went with her .

"How can I buy roses?" Xia Qing asked curiously, she had never heard of offering roses to the dead before, Qiqi was really unconventional.

Gu Qiqi smiled and said, "Lu Zhen's favorite is anemones, but this season, where can I get him, I think he likes roses more than lilies, don't you think roses are more suitable for him? Even if he passes away, I think he also wants us to send him the flowers he likes to accompany him."

The first day of burial, in order to cooperate, are all white flowers.

She doesn't care about it later, she prefers to send flowers that Lu Zhen really likes.

It has been snowing since Christmas, and it started to snow heavily yesterday, with a thin layer of snow accumulating on some sections of the road. The whole world is covered with snow, especially in the cemetery, which is very obvious.

The green trees were covered with snow, which looked a bit bleak.

Gu Qiqi stopped outside the cemetery.

Suddenly she was a little afraid to go in, and she said with a wry smile, "You know what? I still can't accept the fact that I always feel that he is still alive and is by our side. The few of us get together less often and often have no news for several months. I really think he just went to perform his mission, where he went to sit in town, and I don’t want him to lie here coldly. I would rather he live in a corner of the world that I don’t know, and live with peace of mind.”

Almost everyone could not accept the fact that Lu Zhen had left.

"He hated winter and died in winter."

Gu Qiqi is rarely so sentimental, to be precise, it has never been like this.

Xia Qing also felt uncomfortable, the relationship was always close, the relationship between her and Lu Zhen was not that painful, and she was an agent, she was used to life and death, she didn't feel as deep as them, she just stayed with her silently.

From a distance, they saw a group of white shadows leaning against the tombstone, huddled together, the lilies had withered, a figure was leaning on the tombstone, covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, Xia Qing and Gu Qiqi looked at each other glance.

The two ran over in a hurry, Gu Qiqi put down the rose in his hand, Xia Qing flipped the shrinking person, it turned out to be Nolan.

He seemed to be asleep, but he was very sensitive. As soon as Xia Qing touched him, he immediately woke up.

"Xiaozhen..."

Seeing that it was Xia Qing and Gu Qiqi, the light in Nolan's eyes dimmed inch by inch, turning into a pool of dry water without any movement. Full of green scum.People look rough and embarrassed, with the loneliness and despair of widowhood.

Xia Qing felt sour in his heart and moistened his eyes.

The two held Nolan's hand. His hand was unbearably cold, his body was so stiff that he couldn't move, as if he had been frozen in the snow. Obviously, he hadn't left here for a few days. There was a paper bag, a cup of milk tea and a hamburger. It seemed that June brought it to him, but there was no way to persuade him to leave.

These days, they were so sad that they forgot that Nolan was the one who grieved the most when Lu Zhen passed away. Their pain was not even one ten thousandth of Nolan's.

"Nolan, we will take you home, you will die if you continue like this." Gu Qiqi wanted to help him up.

Nolan didn't move at all, "He said he would come to see me, I'll wait for him."