Quick wear: the host has become an innocent white lotus again

Chapter 86 Rich Heroine VS School Girl Supporting Girl 41
The next day, the morning sun was shining brightly, reflecting on the golden sand, and the wind blew up and rolled up the flying sand all the way.

The autumn is crisp, and a woman is leaning against the stone boundary where the yellow sand spreads.

The long hair stood up high, the drape was flying in a mess, the eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of the lips were slightly hooked.

Under the sunlight, the strong red dress made her look warm and holy like a fairy.

Those who came to play couldn't help holding their breath, for fear of disturbing this holy scene.

After a long time, a little girl in Hanfu ran over to take a photo with Hui Ling, took her hand, and with the other hand grabbed the shawl that could fly.

After taking the photo, the little girl ran to her mother, pointed to Hui Ling and said, "Mom, that beautiful Bodhisattva sister is cold all over, so comfortable to touch!"

The woman's complexion changed slightly, and she took the little girl's hand and explained, "The Bodhisattva is ruthless and desireless, sympathetic to all living beings, and his mind is calm and cool."

Then the woman called the police, who rushed to confirm that the lifelike red-clothed Bodhisattva was dead.

After a series of identity verifications, it was determined that the deceased was Hui Ling.

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Hui Ling's circle of friends stopped two days ago, Ren Siqiao couldn't tell how he felt, these two days he was always restless, he couldn't even do the surgery, the hospital thought that some serious accident happened at his home that caused this When the incident happened, he was specially granted leave.

But only he himself knew that nothing happened to him at all.

Hui Ling went to the Thousand Buddha Caves in Suzhou, and posted a circle of friends before leaving.

After that, I frequently updated the circle of friends, the golden sand, the beautiful Thousand Buddha Caves, every cave I walked through, every painted sculpture I saw, and every mural on the wall.

The gurgling water and the sparkling Crescent Lake.The sand peaks are undulating, and the Mingsha Mountain makes a roar when sandboarding.

Everywhere she went, she posted a news, and in two days, she almost posted hundreds of Moments.

Ren Siqiao and Hui Ling have almost no mutual friends, so he can only see his own solitary likes.

In the last circle of friends, Hui Ling is facing the afterglow of the setting sun, and the bright orange sunlight is reflected on her face. She lowers her eyebrows and lowers her eyes, and has a Dharma seal on her right hand, which is as holy as light.

Then it stopped abruptly.

Ren Siqiao was restless and tried to send a message to Hui Ling, but Hui Ling did not reply.

This restlessness lasted for two days, and Ren Siqiao dialed Hui Ling's number as an attending doctor and friend.

Waiting was a long process, but within 55 seconds, Ren Siqiao felt that Chen Chang was incomparable.

Finally, the other party answered the phone, and Ren Siqiao relaxed his whole body, only to be frozen again by the other party's icy voice.

"Hello, are you Hui Ling's friend? We are the Suzhou Public Security Bureau. Hui Ling died in the stone circle of Mingsha Mountain in the early morning two days ago. Do you think you have time to claim it?"

boom -

Thunder exploded on a sunny day.

"What did you say?" Ren Siqiao was almost stunned, he could only feel the wind howling in his ears, he would rather believe that he was deaf than believe what he just heard.

"Hello, we are the Suzhou Public Security Bureau. Your friend Hui Ling died in the stone circle of Mingsha Mountain in the early hours of two days ago. If it is convenient for you, can you come and claim it?"

Ren Siqiao's face was as pale as paper, and he could barely stand by holding on to the table.

He has seen countless life and death partings, and he can deal with them calmly. Only Hui Ling, he seems to feel that something has collapsed in his heart.

Raise the sky full of gray sand.

"Okay, I'll go." The voice was hoarse and weak.

He bought the latest air ticket and arrived in Suzhou, and went through the claim procedure under the leadership of the public security organ.Since Hui Ling's death was an accidental death from a disease, there was no need for another autopsy.Hui Ling also had no relatives, not to mention the ban on transporting dead bodies, so Ren Siqiao could only choose to be cremated on the spot after he arrived.

The small jar is held in the palm of the hand, it is cold and moist.

Ren Siqiao pursed his lips and said to Tanzi in a low voice, "I'll take you home."

After returning home, Ren Siqiao notified the senior management of Hui's company first. The senior management of Hui's company liked the new boss very much. They didn't expect that an accident would happen just after going on a trip for two days.

Ren Siqiao stood quietly on the spot without saying anything, only he knew that Hui Ling's death was not an accident at all.

Ren Siqiao held a memorial service for Hui Ling with the assistance of Hui Ling's senior management, and Ren Siqiao notified the friends in Hui Ling's address book.

There was no Fang Jue in the address book, and Ren Siqiao didn't intend to inform him.

After all, a murderer doesn't deserve to attend her funeral like this.

At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone was dressed in black, the sky gradually darkened, and the thin rain fell, hitting everyone's shoulders.

Ren Siqiao finally saw a familiar face among a group of strangers. The man was dressed in black and black trousers, and lacked the sense of sunshine not long ago. At this moment, his whole body was covered in gloom, which almost spread to the entire venue.

After the memorial service was over, everyone left, only the man stood where he was, as if waiting for Ren Siqiao to arrive.

Ren Siqiao also had the same intention, walked towards the man, and stretched out his palm first.

"Hi, I'm Ren Siqiao."

"Gu Qing." He reached out his hand to shake with Ren Siqiao. "What is your relationship with Huiling?"

Ren Siqiao gave a bleak smile, what's the matter?What could it matter?Zuo is just a doctor-patient relationship, Hui Ling gave him the definition of a friend, and that probably means a friend.

"I'm friends with her. You...was it you that night?" Ren Siqiao was referring to the day Hui Ling posted on Moments that there were bad guys downstairs, "You are a little different from that day."

Gu Qing looked at the cemetery where Hui Ling was buried. In the photo, she was talking and laughing at Yan Yan, just like her appearance in high school.

"Well, she's gone, I want her to see a different side of me."

"You..." Ren Siqiao hesitated to speak, he didn't know how to speak.

"I've liked her for many years." Lu Qing didn't hide from himself. "But never told her."

"why?"

"A person like me who is in the mud is not good enough for her." How dirty he is, he knows it himself.

Gu Qing didn't open an umbrella. Although the rain was as fine as silk, it still wet his hair and shoulders a little bit.

"I'd rather you be with her..." Ren Siqiao muttered, Gu's family is a stinking ditch, so isn't Fang's family?
At least Lu Qing can protect his own people, but the Fang family is a place that can drown people alive.

When he first met Hui Ling, she was still a lively girl, in good health, free from illness and pain.

In just two months, she became a handful of ashes before his eyes.

"What did you say?" Gu Qing was puzzled.

"Fang Jue killed her."

"You said... what? Didn't the autopsy report given by the police die from acute asphyxia due to pulmonary edema?"

"What do you know?! Fang Jue has been poisoning Hui Ling since Hui Ling and Fang Jue got married! Some time ago, she has been hospitalized for treatment, and her condition has been barely controlled... who knows... who knows... "Ren Siqiao's voice gradually became weak, and his lips trembled.

　It's too bad, I never won the game.The conversion rate of writing novels is 2/3 lower than others, life is hard...

　　Okay, let’s get down to business, this plane Hui Ling died again, but not with a knife.Because the time has come.

　　In fact, this plane was originally planned to be very good. I think that after crying for a plane, this plane has been changed a little, using a pure God's perspective, which weakens Hui Ling's emotional expression.

　　The next plane... is tentatively scheduled to be XX Senior Sister vs XX Junior Junior Sister. The name may change, but the content will not change.

　　And there's more, crispy begging for votes! !Ask for a ticket Ask for a ticket...

　　
　
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