Deliberately play nice!The hotel butler was driven crazy!

The group of people took a newly built road that has not yet been officially used.

Although it is a bit muddy, it can still be seen that it has been sorted out in advance.

There were all kinds of machinery and raw materials for road construction temporarily piled up on both sides. Mo Lan looked forward and saw a gray-white building at the end of the road.

Thinking about it, it should be a newly built morgue!

Looking to the right, Mo Lan calmly glanced at Song Nina who was silent the whole time.

He also discovered that building with her, so the already heavy color in his eyes became even darker.

Although it was not intense, it was definitely mixed with enough hatred, which became the main theme of Song Nina's life at the moment.

Mo Lan looked away, feeling an unspeakable empathy in her heart.

During the long period of her mother's death, like Song Nina, she was often silent and felt that she could no longer integrate with the world.

Because there is hatred in my heart, but there is no good way to solve it, so I can only hide it in my heart and always remember it.

It was not until many years later that Mo Lan finally realized the real reason why she held that hatred tightly, like a drowning man holding the only rotten board, even though he was desperate and painful, but refused to let go. .
It was because only the thing that was clear enough and painful enough was what supported her to continue to live during that period.
The only hope!
Just like Song Nina at this moment, if she didn't harbor hatred for the person who planned to kill Song Xi in her heart, what kind of mood should she face this troubled world and the one who abandoned her? Reality?
The car slowly stopped in the open space in front of the morgue.

Two police officers in plain clothes opened the door and got out of the car, and quickly walked over. Mo Lan and Song Nina got out of the car from both sides, one of them stood beside Mo Lan, with a very polite attitude,

"This place has just been repaired, and the road has not yet been completely cleaned up. You two have worked hard."

"It's right to cause trouble for you, which is already very good."

Mo Lan smiled lightly, appearing very approachable.

Song Nina was not so relaxed, she only nodded slightly, and replied politely,

"Trouble both of you, thank you."

The death of a loved one is naturally depressed, let alone someone like Song Xi, which can be regarded as a very tragic death.

Even these experienced "professionals" still find it very bizarre and shocking!
The atmosphere quickly became gloomy and depressing. The two exchanged looks, and didn't say anything more.
"Then let's go in, the inside is ready."

Song Nina was carrying a huge bag in her hand, which contained the clothes prepared for Song Xi.

The person standing next to her was out of kindness, and remembered what the director had specifically told him just now, that he must serve the two ancestors well
The man coughed lightly and said cautiously,
"Miss Song, why don't I help you,"

But before the man finished speaking, Song Nina immediately picked up the bag and carried it directly into her arms,
"don't want--"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The man became flustered in an instant, and looked at the two people standing across from him in embarrassment, his expression of pleading for help was beyond words.

"fine,"

Mo Lan came over at the right time, raised her hand to hold Song Nina's shoulder, and gently gave her comforting power, and said in a low voice,

"Nina, you can do it."

Song Nina hugged the bag in her arms tightly, as if hugging her brother, her fingertips turned white, and her whole body became stiff.

Hearing Mo Lan's voice, she slowly raised her head, her tear-filled eyes instantly rolled down huge tears, continuous, desolate and heart-wrenching.

But Song Nina still clenched her teeth and refused to cry.

Mo Lan stretched out her arms, hugged her shoulders directly, and choked up,

"Come on, let's go in together."

"Um"

Song Nina was so trembling that she couldn't utter a word at all. After nodding vigorously, she reluctantly took a step and walked into the morgue.