Jiangdong seems to have scattered all the evil fire. For a moment, he lost his strength and said in frustration, "Zhao Chi has gone to find Shen Jiao."
Xiang Jing was a little suspicious: "Zhao Chi? Zhao Youzhi's youngest son? "
Jiang Dong: "well."
Xiang Jing was silent for a moment: "how can the Zhao family get involved with the Kuang family..."
Jiang Dong asked, "do you know him well?"
Xiang Jing said, "there are too many explanations. We both studied in the same district, and we have heard about them."
Jiang Dong: "say."
Xiang Jing: "it's hard to say, just like you."
Jiangdong no spirit head, light way: "what is the same as me?"
Xiang Jing: "word of mouth is inversely proportional to appearance."
Jiangdong
Xiang Jing turns around and says, "what's Zhao Chi doing with Shen Jiao?"
Without saying a word, Jiangdong hung up directly. He was so angry that Xiangjing lost sleep early in the morning.
Shen Jiao takes the Zhao family's car and goes all the way to the cemetery, which is heavily guarded and where ordinary people will never get close to. Seeing the word "cemetery", Shen Jiao already has the answer in her heart, but human nature is not to reach the Yellow River and her heart will never die. She holds her breath and looks silent.
The car stopped slowly, and they got out of the car. After routine inspection, they could enter. In front of a guarded double door, Zhao Chi stopped, took out his certificate from his pocket, and the guard gave way. Zhao Chi said to Shen Jiao, "go in yourself. I'll wait for you outside."
In silence, Shen Jiao stepped forward, pushed open the door and went in. It was a separate hall. It was neither big nor small, nor grand nor shabby. The simple furnishings were not dazzling. She saw the crystal coffin in the center at a glance. There was a layer of yellow flowers around the coffin. From Shen Jiao's point of view, she could only see the top of the coffin.
Shen Jiao was a little scared. She didn't dare to step forward and stood in the same place. Her hands hanging over her side were tense to grip tightly. She was not afraid of the dead. When Weng Xunxun died, she saw the body with her own eyes. When she shot at the head, there was a big black hole in her white face; When she was younger, she also experienced the death of her uncle's family. Although she did not see the body, she overheard someone mention it. There was no complete body, but only part of the organization of three people.
Born in the Kuang family, Shen Jiao is never afraid of death, even the death of her relatives. But now, she is very afraid to see the face of the person in the coffin.
After standing in the same place for a long time, Shen Jiao quietly took a breath and walked forward with her breath. The floor of the hall was covered with carpet. It was quiet. When Shen Jiao was close enough, she didn't have to look at her face. Just one side was enough for her facial features to twist and tears to burst into her eyes.
The man in the coffin is Kuang Zhenzhou. He is dressed in a gray Zhongshan suit and lies quietly in the middle of the coffin. His expression is not painful, but it is not peaceful. Anyone who has seen the dead will know that no matter how long he looks like he is asleep, some of the dead face is decadent without breath and fluctuation. No matter how long he looks, he will never open his eyes again.
Standing one meter away from the crystal coffin, Shen Jiao felt so distressed that she was at a loss. She screamed at the bottom of her heart for her grandfather, but in reality, she couldn't say a word. She didn't even have the courage to take another step.
When Kuang Zhenzhou leaves, Shen Jiao's mind is full of pictures of two people sitting side by side chatting on the second floor of the villa half a month ago. Kuang Zhenzhou calmly and firmly tells her that he will be fine. He deceives her. Why does everyone cheat her?
Tears came out of her eyes, but she couldn't break her body in despair. Standing in the same place, Shen Jiao was so sad that she couldn't even cry.
For a long time, when the blur in front of her eyes gradually becomes clear, and the tears on her face turn from hot to cold, Shen Jiao steps forward, raises her hand, pretends to embrace Kuang Zhenzhou through the glass, closes her eyes, and tears fall on the crystal coffin. Shen Jiao knows that she can't touch Kuang Zhenzhou. Maybe there's more than one monitor in this hall, and she can't do anything, I can't say anything.
She only read silently in her heart: "grandfather, Xiao Wu has come to see you. In the future, you don't have to worry about whether I'll live well alone. I'll try my best to live well. I won't be cheated, I won't let you worry about disappointment, and I won't let you lie here for nothing. Some things can only be done by my family. I know how to do it."
"I know you've been thinking about uncle and Chuang Chuang for many years. We can finally meet this time. Don't miss me too much. We will meet one day."
Tears, separated by a layer of bulletproof glass, seem to fall on Kuang Zhenzhou's face. In fact, they can never be touched. It's like the distance between Shen Jiao and Kuang Zhenzhou, which is clearly within reach, but Yin and yang are separated forever.
Shen Jiao doesn't remember how many relatives she sent away. How many are left? Who else can count as a relative
Zhao Chi was waiting outside the door, but he didn't expect Shen Jiao to come out so soon. He instinctively looked at her face, but he saw that Shen Jiao was calm except her eyes turned red.
Approaching, Zhao Chi said in a low voice, "I've applied for an hour with someone. If you want to stay a little longer, it doesn't matter. I'll go to someone to clear up."
Shen Jiao said faintly, "no, thank you."
Zhao Chi said, "I'll take you back first."
They walked out side by side and got into the car again. Shen Jiao took the initiative and said, "do you know when the news is going to be announced?"
At Kuang Zhenzhou's level, there is no way to predict his birth and death, but the news of his death and death is very important. It needs to be arranged at all levels above to be published. Shen Jiao doesn't care what accusation Kuang Zhenzhou is convicted of. She only cares when she can be buried.
Zhao Chi said: "I really don't know. I'll let you know as soon as I have news."
Shen Jiao: "thank you."
Zhao Chi looked at her and said, "you really don't have to be so polite. To tell you the truth, I didn't expect that we would meet so soon. Originally, grandfather Kuang gave me the pen so that I could come back to you two years later. No one wants to see such an accident, but people always have to think for the good. There's no such thing as going through."
Shen Jiao was silent for a moment and said, "you said that my grandfather had met Lin Jing before he died. Do you know what they talked about?"
"I don't know. No one will monitor the conversation between Grandfather Kuang and his family," Zhao said
Shen Jiao: "where is Lin Jing now? Can you find out?"
Zhao Chi replied: "I didn't know before, but now he has shown his face. It's not difficult to inquire. Do you want to find him?"
Shen Jiao said, "can you help me?"
Zhao Chi returned quickly: "OK, I'll let someone check it right away. I'll let you know when I find it."
Shen Jiao: "thank you."
Zhao Chi: "don't mention it. I don't remember saying it several times. Now that Grandpa Kuang is away, you don't have any acquaintance with your aunt in the night city. It's not very convenient for you to ask what you want and do something. You can come to me at any time. As long as I can do it, I will do it for you."
Instead of saying thank you, Shen Jiao said, "what do you want?"