The milk dog actor is crying and chirping, the president's sister loves me

Lin Xingcheng and Lin Qingyang drove together to the Xiyang Cemetery in the northern suburbs. The two of them were surprisingly quiet on the road, and it was rare for them to get along peacefully and friendly.

"Did Mom arrange it for you over there in Yuncheng?"

Lin Qingyang asked.

"Yeah." After Lin Xingcheng replied to Jiang Ci's WeChat, the phone was still on her lap, "Mom said that I should live in Beiluzhuang, and it has already been cleaned."

"Live in Beiluzhuang? It's better to go to Fuyang. It's close to places of interest, and there are many entertainment venues around, and it's also lively."

Lin Qingyang felt that Beilu Village was too deserted, and he was really afraid that this girl would get sick from boredom, and she always stayed in Huaxi in Beihuai.

But fortunately, there is Jiang Ci recently.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyang silently added a point to Jiang Ci for the sake of his company with Lin Xingcheng.

"I'm not you, I know how to play all day long."

Lin Xingcheng sneered, how can men play in those entertainment places that men like, anyway, she doesn't like it.

Lin Qingyang smiled and explained: "Who said that I have been playing all day, your brother and I manage such a big company all day, and I am almost exhausted. I finally found time to come to see you, and you don't appreciate it."

Lin Xingcheng snorted, and acted arrogantly like I have this attitude, whether you like to follow or not.

Lin Qingyang sighed: "You only dare to make trouble all day long because I am your own brother. I really don't know if you are like this in front of Jiang Ci?"

"Guess?" Lin Xingcheng tilted her head playfully.

"No guessing! You'd better not tell me."

Lin Qingyang refused straight away, he was afraid that his heart would choke.

When the sunset cemetery arrived, Lin Xingcheng got out of the car with a bouquet of lilies, and Lin Qingyang also had a bouquet of white chrysanthemums.

Behind him are two bodyguards holding some incense candles and refreshments.

The sunset cemetery covers an area of ​​more than 300 mu. It is one of several large cemeteries in Beihuai City.

The environment here is quiet, of course, the price is also very beautiful.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the sun hid in the clouds.

On both sides of the stairs are white tombstones, row by row, with photos and names engraved on the tombstones, suggesting that there are countless friends, relatives and lovers buried here.

Walked halfway up the mountain, turned to the right, and within a few steps, Lin Xingcheng saw Chen Baiwei's tombstone.

There were no weeds around, and it was clean. That's because Lin Xingcheng specially hired a person from the cemetery management office at a high price to come and clean it up from time to time.

In the photo on the tombstone, the girl is wearing pure white short-sleeved sleeves and a ponytail. There is no smile on her delicate face, and the look in her eyes is very flat, like a pool of stagnant water.

Lin Xingcheng bent down to put the flowers on it, and reached out to touch the three words Chen Baiwei.

"long time no see."

Feeling a lot of emotion in my heart, I didn't know what to say when I arrived at the grave, Lin Xingcheng was silent for a long time, and said thank you softly.

This sentence is repeated every year, but Lin Qingyang didn't say anything, he silently placed the things he brought.

In fact, apart from Lin Xingcheng's two words, the entire worship process was very silent. Lin Qingyang had a serious expression on his face, showing respect for the deceased.

Lin Xingcheng stood in front of Chen Baiwei's tombstone for a long time, until Lin Qingyang reminded her that it was time to leave before she came back to her senses.

"Go home."

Lin Qingyang looked at her slightly red eyes, frowned and said, "Why are you crying? Are you sad again?"

Lin Xingcheng shook her head and rubbed her eyes with her hands: "I didn't cry, maybe the wind hit my eyes, and they were a little itchy."

Lin Qingyang didn't want to say anything to her here, so he just pulled her and said, "Let's go, go home."

Lin Xingcheng hummed, then turned around and saw a person walking towards him not far away, holding flowers in his hand.

Lin Qingyang saw it too. He stood sideways beside Lin Xingcheng, squinting his sharp eyes.

What came was a young man, wearing a yellow sunshade jacket and a bicycle helmet on his head, like a delivery man.

The young man came over, probably because Lin Xingcheng and Lin Qingyang had extraordinary faces and outstanding temperament. When he saw it, he paused, and then nodded in embarrassment.

Lin Xingcheng didn't say anything, but when the man walked over, she had guessed, and in the end the facts were as she thought.

The young man went straight to Chen Baiwei's tombstone, then bent down and placed the flower next to the lily, with the words Chen Baiwei next to the beautiful petals.

He didn't miss it, and got up as soon as he put it down, ready to leave.

Lin Xingcheng quickly called to stop him: "Excuse me, do you know the owner of this tomb?"

Hearing this, the young man turned his head to look at Lin Xingcheng's beautiful face, shook his head, and said, "I don't know you."

Lin Qingyang knew what his sister was thinking, he took a step forward, put his hand on the young man's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, we are friends of the owner of the tomb, so I just want to ask who hired you to send flowers ?”

Facing Lin Qingyang, the young man was a little apprehensive. "I really don't know, I'm just a delivery guy."

"Well, what's the name of the person who placed the order? Male or female?" Lin Qingyang asked, "Apart from sending flowers, do you have any other requirements, such as bringing a message or something."

The takeaway boy was confused, and shook his head, "The order was placed by the flower shop, and I was just asked to deliver the flowers directly to the tenth tomb in row 152 of the Xiyang cemetery. My name is Chen Baiwei. As for the employer, I don't know if it's a man or a woman."

Listening to the delivery boy's words, Lin Xingcheng and Lin Qingyang looked at each other.

Then Lin Xingcheng smiled and said, "Thank you."

The girl's smile was so bright, the delivery boy shyly scratched the back of his head with his hands, saying:
"You don't need to thank me, it's just a little effort."

After the little brother left, Lin Xingcheng lowered her head and stared at the extra bouquet of flowers on the stele, and said to Lin Qingyang:
"Chen Baiwei has neither relatives nor friends, second brother, who do you think will send her flowers?"

"do not know."

Lin Qingyang was also puzzled. After all, he had thoroughly investigated Chen Baiwei two years ago. This girl was lonely and out of gregarious. She had no friends from elementary school to university.

Lin Xingcheng squatted down, reached out and took out a card from the bouquet. The bluish-white card said Yufu Weiming Flower Shop.

"Let Yu Qin investigate and see who it is, maybe it's Chen Baiwei's relatives."

Lin Xingcheng handed the card to Lin Qingyang.

"Okay, I'll let him investigate later."

……

Before the two left the cemetery, they went to the cemetery management office and asked the tomb guard staff here.

Because Lin Xingcheng paid a lot of money to pay someone to visit Chen Baiwei's grave frequently, the staff was very impressed with Chen Baiwei as a "visited guest". He said that he didn't remember anyone coming to give her flowers, and this was probably the first time this year.

This is very strange, Chen Baiwei has been dead for almost three years, and this mysterious person only gave her flowers this year on the festival day.

Who is it?

Could it be her biological parents?
Lin Xingcheng was still thinking about these questions after returning to the car.

"Don't think too much, it's easy to walk into a dead end, let Yu Qin investigate and find out." Lin Qingyang said.

Lin Xingcheng shook her head, and said softly: "I know, I was just thinking, if it was really her relatives, how would she feel when she received the flowers? Happy or sad?"

While speaking, she felt that she was talking nonsense, and said with a smile, "Forget it, I was thinking too much, after all, she wouldn't know."

Lin Qingyang was rarely serious: "I know what you mean. I didn't have it before I was alive, and it came suddenly after death. I think, if she knew, she would probably only find it ridiculous."

Some people and things lose their meaning once they come late.