Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 387 Handling Father's Funeral Alone
In the morgue, a single trundle bed stood there silently. The dim light shone on the white cloth covering the corpse, which was extraordinarily glaring, and also made the place gloomy.

When Song Rao walked up to the corpse, she looked very calm, her reaction was not at all like that of her dead father, but her hands paused when she lifted the white cloth from the corpse's head.But not for long.

She lifted the white cloth and saw Song Mingyuan's lifeless face with his eyes closed.Song Rao stood beside the corpse, just quietly looking at the pale face.

She was very calm from the beginning to the end, no tears, no panic and bewilderment, and no words of farewell or reluctance. I don't know if it was because she was overwhelmed by the blow and couldn't cope with the reality, or because of other reasons, or because she was too strong. .There was no expression or emotion for a long time.

Can't see sadness either.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, making people feel suffocated, and her abnormal calm also made people feel a little psychologically uncomfortable.

Footsteps sounded in the hospital corridor.

The nurse on duty passed by and kindly reminded her that it was cold in the morgue, so don't stay too long, or put on more clothes.

When the nurse returned to the ward after checking the room, she saw that she was still standing silently, so she kindly asked Song Rao again if she had any relatives. She must not be able to handle it alone.

The nurse thought that when the storm comes, it is usually calm. After the family members recover, they will definitely not be able to accept the reality and collapse.But two or three hours passed, no.

I saw her body shaking slightly because she couldn't hold on.

After his father's death, Song Rao acted very calmly. He didn't even shed a tear, and his emotions didn't fluctuate. He just supported his broken and tired body and stood in front of the dead body all night in the air-conditioned morgue. Stiffness, numbness.

When the white light shone from the sky, Song Rao covered the white cloth again, then wrapped her clothes tightly, and walked out of the morgue little by little while leaning on the wall. She had a terrible headache and staggered to the front desk to pay the fee. After going through some procedures, he also got Song Mingyuan's death notice.

I looked at it and put it in my pocket.

Then back to the morgue, Song Rao sat on the rest chair outside the morgue.Dealing with the funeral is a very troublesome thing, there are many procedures, although since the mother died, I have not had much contact with the relatives on the mother's side, and after the accident at home, I have become strangers to them, so there is no need to contact relatives and friends Going to the funeral, there is no need to hold a banquet, she doesn't believe in Fengshui, and she doesn't understand Fengshui, so it can save a lot of procedures, but for a girl like Song Rao, she still has no way to do it.

So she stayed with her mobile phone for a while, and after a moment of dazed eyes, she first bought a new suit of clothes for her father, then contacted the mortician, the crematorium, and finally booked a cemetery next to her mother...

It took more than an hour for Song Rao to arrange these.

After contacting everything, Song Rao walked out of the hospital and found a hotel near the hospital.Once in the room, she went straight to the bathroom.

After receiving the call from the Public Security Bureau, she didn't have time to tidy herself up, she didn't even take a shower, so she just put on her clothes, and the clothes inside were torn by Fu Sicheng, so she kept grabbing the skirt of her coat and grabbed One night, coupled with the air-conditioning in the morgue, my arms were already frozen and I was so tired that I lost consciousness.

She closed her eyes and stood under the shower on her back. Her body was covered with traces of the ambiguous past. There were even pinched bruises and fingerprints on her white thighs and waist. The warm water slowly dispelled the coldness on her body. , her pale face finally regained some color, but her head hurt more and more.

(End of this chapter)