Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 133 She Died Because of You!

Han Yishu's memorial service was not like what the media reported on the radio. There were many people, and even the shadow of the reporter was not seen.

That means the report she heard on the radio was fake news.

The mysterious woman who called her and made her hallucinate wanted her to know that Han Yishu's death was abnormal.

For a person who died for no apparent reason, everyone is very taboo. The driver who brought her here just now probably left at a speed that exceeded the speed limit in the urban area.

Han Yishu's memorial service will be held on the beach at the edge of the city, because Han Yishu likes the sea very much, and her parents hope to send her away at the place her daughter liked before she was alive.

The seaside is covered with all purple and blue cloth strips, and the entire venue is completely arranged according to Han Yishu's preferences during his lifetime. It is extremely dreamy. If it is not for the solemn and solemn atmosphere, people who enter here by mistake will only regard this place as a certain idol movie. The filming scene of the play.

There was silence all around, Su Xiaoxiao could even hear the sound of her flat shoes stepping on the beach.

The sea not far away is already covered with thunder and lightning, and besides the dark sky on the beach here, even the noisy sea breeze blowing here is quite weak.

It seemed that God was merciful in order to make the ceremony go smoothly, and the lightning and thunder on the sea were only needed to embellish the atmosphere.

Only dozens of people came to the memorial service, except for Han Yishu's classmates, the rest were relatives and friends of the Han family.

Everyone's face was like the weather above their heads, with overcast clouds and solemn expressions, and they stood in two rows with their heads down.

Standing in front of the two teams were Han Yishu's parents, who lost their only daughter, and they aged a lot overnight.

Han's mother was crying holding Han Yishu's portrait, and Han's father was holding Han Yishu's urn with both hands with tears in his eyes.

An Yuwei and Lin Jue supported the two elderly people from left to right, choking silently.

The photo of the portrait is a portrait photo taken by Han Yishu just a few days ago. She is youthful and beautiful, with a sweet smile. Compared with the cold urn in Han's father's hand, Su Xiaoxiao feels even more uncomfortable when she sees it.

There is no farewell meeting for the remains. It is said that Han Yishu's parents did not want people to see their daughter's death, so they reluctantly cremated their daughter before the memorial service.

They decided to scatter their daughter's ashes into the sea, which was her favorite during her lifetime.

Dusk fell silently, and the sea surface returned to calm at some point, and the setting sun dyed circles of blush above the sea level.

The people present faced the sea and automatically stood in a row, watching the sea breeze gradually send the ashes in the hands of Father Han and Mother Han to the distance of the sea.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, everyone was holding their breath, and no one wanted to destroy this eternal peace. It seemed that the only sound left in the world was the sound of waves beating against the rocks.

"She died because of you!" In the silent world, that chilling sneer sounded again in Su Xiaoxiao's ear.

Judging from the reactions of the people present, it seemed that she was the only one who heard it.

She died because of you!This sentence kept repeating in the sneer, lingering in Su Xiaoxiao's ear for a long time.

"Who the hell are you?" Su Xiaoxiao couldn't bear such pretense.

Her warm and angry voice penetrated the silence, and everyone turned to look at her with strange eyes.

Su Xiaoxiao realized that she lost her composure and said, "I'm sorry!"

Then he went straight to Han Yishu's parents and waited quietly.

It wasn't until the ashes in their hands were gone that Su Xiaoxiao asked: "Uncle, Aunt, I know I shouldn't ask these questions at this time, but I want to know how Shu Shu died."

"Miss Qiu..." Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's question, Mother Han's swollen eye sockets became moist again.

She was about to say something to Su Xiaoxiao, but was interrupted by Father Han next to her, "I'm sorry, we're not in the mood to talk about this right now."

(End of this chapter)