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The man was still making snacks, his fingers moving smoothly, and did not pause for a second because of her words, "continue."

Li Yang's steps, stay at her side, eyes fall on his powerful knuckles, "I don't know."

She didn't know who she should be at that funeral. She didn't know if she would not be able to control her emotions if she did go and see his ashes buried with her own eyes.

If you don't see his tombstone, she may be able to use thousands of miles to block her sadness.

But once she saw it, she could not guarantee that she would cry again. She promised Lu Chi Mo that she would only be sad for a while.

"So, I'll ask you. I said that no matter what happens, I won't make any decision without authorization. It's just that Yin's mother asked me not to go. It seems that it's a bit unreasonable for me not to go."

She pursed her lips, and her throat seemed to be clogged with wet cotton, which made her uncomfortable. Even every word she uttered was very difficult. "In the final analysis, Yin Shaosen's death was caused by me."

"Li Yang."

Hearing this, Lu Chi Mo finally stopped his movements and called her name, "Yin Shaosen's death is his own choice. It has nothing to do with you. There's no need to feel guilty. Besides, he doesn't want you to live in guilt and self blame, understand?"

Everyone knows the truth, but it's impossible to say that she doesn't feel guilty. She needs a little time. As long as you give her some time, she can get out of this matter completely.

"I know."

"It's rare. You know what you have to discuss with me now." He washed and dried his hands.

"Don't worry, I won't be as willful as before. Just, what should I do now? I'm not sure about the attitude of Yin's mother." She didn't know that Yin's mother simply wanted her to see Yin Shaosen, or something else.

Lu Chi Mo raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "go."

"Well?" Li Yang raised her eyes with some consternation. Her eyes were just put into his beautiful peach blossom eyes, with a little bit of emotion that she couldn't see through, "why?"

Lu Chi Mo said slowly, "for the sake of the video, I allow you to attend his funeral."

Video?

Does Yin Shaosen send videos to the Internet regularly?

Yes.

Because he took the initiative to come forward to clarify and remove all people's misunderstanding of her, Lu Chi Mo and the whole Lu family. His appearance was far more convincing than her and Lu Chi Mo's holding a press conference, which saved Lu Chi Mo a lot of trouble.

In addition to asking Yin Shaosen not to leave the entertainment industry, there are many who apologize to Lu Chi Mo and wish them happiness and happiness.

Yin Shaosen said in the text message, give her the last love, is to complete them, said about this matter.

She didn't know whether Lu Chi Mo had really stopped caring about her and Yin Shaosen, but at least now, Yin Shaosen took the initiative to explain the real situation of that night. Even if he had a thorn in his heart before, he should be relieved at this moment.

So he said that for the sake of the video, he allowed her to attend Yin Shaosen's funeral.

"You go with me."

Li Yang said to Lu Chi Mo directly.

Lu Chi Ink Lip radian shallow, "waiting for you this sentence for a long time."

Her tears suddenly fell down. She put her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. "Thank you for being with me at any time."

His voice is low and hoarse, "cry again, such a big person, do you feel ashamed?"

She cried more fiercely, "not ashamed, not ashamed!"

He faintly smiles in her hair top falls a kiss, "the child disposition."

……

The next day, Chengdu, continuous rain.

The car stopped outside a cemetery.

The car was arranged by Yin's mother in advance to pick her up. As soon as she arrived at the destination, the driver got out of the car with an umbrella, opened the door of the back seat for them and blocked the door with an umbrella. "Mr. Lu, Miss Li, please get off the bus, and your wife will wait for you inside."

Lu Chi Mo took the lead from the back seat and took over the umbrella in the driver's hand. "I'll do it myself." Then he reached out to the man inside.

Slender fingers on his hand, Li Yang dressed in a black coat, came out from the back seat, holding a bunch of flowers in his hand.

"Let's go." With the light two words falling, the top of the head covered with a big black umbrella.

"Well." Nodding gently, Li Yang and Lu Chi Mo go to the cemetery together.

Not far away, a few low-key business cars were parked. All the cars were covered with anti peeping film. The people outside could not see the inside at all, but the inside could see the outside clearly.

The person in the co pilot casually clicks on the screen, on which appears a short message sent several hours ago, a detailed address, with two words attached, holding a gun.

In the cab, the man was looking at the cemetery with a telescope. "Mr. Lu, they are here.""Alert me all the time!"

"Yes

Some people are not afraid of death and asked, "is it so serious that Mr. Lu even let us hold guns?"

The co pilot turned around, glanced at the man and said, "just in case, don't you understand that?"

As long as it's about Li Yang, general manager Lu is always careful and always on guard. Last time Lin Bao lost his man, he was punished, and now he can't get out of bed. What can we do now?

"Yes, yes! I see! "

Walking into the cemetery, the rain seems to be falling a little bit, hit on the umbrella, the sound is more and more loud.

Such a continuous rainy day, such a heavy atmosphere, people inexplicably want to shed tears.

Is Yin Shaosen buried here?

From now on, will you sleep forever?

"Are they Mr. Lu and Miss Li?"

The steward of the cemetery came out with an umbrella and asked.

Lu Chi Mo's sight coldly falls on that person's body, the voice is even more, "lead the way."

The steward came up to him and said, "Mr. Lu and Miss Li, please follow me."

There are few tombstones on the green grassland.

Rain patters, steward led two people to the depth of the cemetery.

"Here we are, ahead of us." The steward stopped and said politely, "I can't go to disturb you. Mr. Lu, Miss Li, please do as you please."

"Do your best." Lu Chi Mo slightly waved his hand, and the steward answered, holding the umbrella and turning away.

Look up, in front of the huge grassland, standing on a tombstone, in the cold wind and rain, with unspeakable loneliness and despair.

At the funeral, as Yin's mother said, there was no outsider. Except for her and Yin's father and the umbrella maid, there was only one priest who was giving a eulogy.