Chapter 61

Li Qiao looked at the Yellow ceiling on her head. Her eyes were red and her voice was low: "I dreamt of him last night..."

"Ah..." Zhong Jiugong sighed. Instead of saying anything superfluous, he took out a notepad from his pocket and looked at the latest schedule. "There's a funeral ceremony on Saturday. It's held in Nanyang Mountain funeral home. Come along."

"Thank you, teacher." Li Qiao's voice was hoarse and dull.

Sudden emotional backlog, let her need an outlet.

And the funeral ceremony is her way of atonement.

Because this is the last honor of the deceased, and it's also the honor huizai didn't get because of her death.

……

Soon, the door of the conference room was knocked, and a handsome young man pushed in.

As soon as he saw Li Qiao, his face immediately brightened, "Xiao Li, you're here!"

Li Qiao raised her head from the back of the chair and nodded her head lightly, "elder martial brother."

"Moqi, at the ceremony in Nanyang Mountain on Saturday, Xiao Li will go with us. When you're ready, remember to prepare three copies. "

Hearing this, Mozi was stunned. He was surprised to see Li Qiao, "is Xiao Li going? Then... "

"Nothing else. I'll go first." Li Qiao then stood up, said goodbye to Zhong Jiu, and left the reception room.

Mozi stood in the same place, looking at her back when she went out, and said anxiously, "teacher, do you really want Xiao Li to go with us? You didn't say... "

At this time, Zhong Jiugong raised his hand to interrupt Moqi's words, and his eyes were far away. "She is different from you. You learn funeral management and become an undertaker for high salary employment, but she only does it to release her emotions. This time It's up to her. "

Mo Qi pursed his lips and didn't say a word, but his expression was not as indifferent as before.

……

On the streets of the old city, Li Qiao walked out of the association, not in a hurry to leave. She walked slowly along the sidewalk with a gray brick wall, looking chilly.

Suddenly, someone behind her called her, "Xiao Li -"

Li Qiao stopped, rubbed her cheek against the cap pocket of the sweater, looked back at each other without expression.

It's Mozi.

He walked quickly along the wall. When he stood in front of Li Qiao, he took a slow breath and said, "I forgot to give you this just now."

Li Qiao looked down and saw that it was a half palm sized brocade bag, red as fire, and embroidered the word "Ping'an" with gold thread.

She didn't answer and asked, "what is it?"

Mozi scratched his head, and there was obvious tension in his warm eyebrows and eyes: "I went to the Buddhist temple with my teacher some time ago. At that time, I asked for two blessings of peace, one for you and one for the teacher."

Li Qiao lifts Mou to look at him, still didn't answer, just shook a head, "I don't need, you keep by yourself."

"No, I asked for it for you and the teacher. I can't keep it." Mozi then handed it forward again, as if worried that Li Qiao would refuse again, and suggested, "if you feel embarrassed, or If you treat me to a cup of milk tea, it's reciprocity. You see, opposite is the milk tea shop. "

For that matter, it's not easy for Li Qiao to shirk.

She took the little brocade bag and stuffed it into her pocket. They walked to the opposite side of the street side by side.

At the same time, just a few meters away from the roadside of the milk tea shop, the heavy windows of a black business car slowly dropped in half.

The window glass is very thick. If you look carefully, you will find that the whole car is a bulletproof business car with special customization.

"Master, it's Miss Li!"

The driver drove Li Qiao several times and recognized her at a glance.

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