"Is it really difficult for two people who love to walk together?" Ling Cuo asked suddenly.
Xia Zhisu was taken aback, not knowing why Ling Cuo suddenly asked such a question.
"Is the love at the beginning?" Xia Zhisu asked with interest.
"No, just ask casually."
He would never ask casually.
Xia Zhisu thought he had a girl he liked, "Little rabbit, it must be a rainbow after the wind and rain! Sometimes the rainbow just hides, or comes late, but it's definitely not uncommon."
"I see."
Ling Cuo hung up the phone and didn't tell his parents about the company.
Maybe Ling Tianao knew it a long time ago.
Maybe I don’t know.
In short, this GE Group is now Lingchuan's company.
He should take care of it himself.
An Ziqing was dead, and Ling Chuan was in pain.
Maybe Ling Cuo couldn't realize this feeling.
But he knew.
People cannot come back from death.
Those who are alive should live well and live with her share.
Ling Cuo went to the mourning hall early in the morning.
Sure enough, I saw Ling Chuan still wearing yesterday's clothes, sitting there motionless.
An Ziqing's body could be burned and buried early.
Ling Chuan couldn't bear it.
"Brother, I'm all ready, it's time to set off," Ling Cuo said.
Ling Chuan still didn't speak.
It's been half a month.
Ling Cuo didn't hear Ling Chuan say a word.
He looked very thin, and his clothes were still empty.
His face was full of scum, and his hair fell messily.
This is the second time he has seen his brother look decadent.
For the first time, An Ziqing escaped from marriage.
This second time, it was their wedding, An Ziqing died.
He really couldn't understand why a woman could influence his brother's life and even his life in this way.
"Brother, the master said that if you miss the auspicious hour, you will not be able to reach the sky, and you will not be able to reincarnate." Ling Cuo made up.
Ling Chuan then raised his eyes to look at him.
Even if it was made up by him, Ling Chuan would believe it.
He supported the coffin to his feet.
Because of sitting for too long, his legs are completely numb.
Ling Chuan staggered.
A figure rushed in outside to support Ling Chuan.
Ling Cuo saw the man running in, but his eyes moved slightly.
It turned out to be Li Xian!
Li Xian's eyes were red, "Big Brother Ling! I know today is her funeral! So come here specially! You didn't let me in before, but I always have to attend the funeral! No matter what the unpleasantness between me and her, I don’t worry about it. I feel sad when you look like you, let alone her?"
Ling Chuan pushed her away and walked outside by himself.
His legs are numb and unconscious.
Walking staggered a bit.
Li Xian ran forward again to support him.
It's still the same as then.
An Ziqing abandoned him.
The same goes for Li Xian, no matter how he refuses, she is always willing to guard him like this.
Pushed away by him again and again.
She came to him again and again.
Ling Chuan watched the burnt corpse cremation with his own eyes, leaving only the pale powder.
He personally hugged the box containing the powder and put it in the cemetery prepared for An Ziqing.
Standing in front of the tombstone.
Haughty like Lingchuan, he is a person who is not surprised no matter what happens.
At this time, standing in front of the tombstone, looking at the picture of An Ziqing on the tombstone.
His shoulders were shaking violently.
"Your friend is buried next to you. With her with you, you won't be lonely anymore." Ling Chuan looked at the photo above, trying hard to pull the corners of his mouth to smile.
But there were tears in his smiling eyes. (End of this chapter)