Abstinence President, Please let me go !

Jijosh found that his mother was sometimes very wise. Indeed, the processing power of these photos fell to other people's hands. He really didn't know what other people would do. After all, the wedding photo was not silent. There was her on it.

"Well, I'll go back there."

"I'll go with you?"

"No, mom. I'm ok now. Just take care of Qiao Yan here. I took care of it and went home. "

"Well, keep me in touch with my cell phone on."

Jijoshi called the studio again and contacted the front desk.

An hour later.

She got off the taxi at the gate of the community.

Standing by the side of the road, looking at the villa from a distance, she always had a feeling of exclusion.

She didn't want to come back.

If silence could escape from prison, would he be back here the first time?

Though she thought so in her mind, her steps did not stop.

After swiping the card at the door, I walked into the community.

At this time, the sun has not yet set, warm in the face.

She walked slowly to the door.

I was about to open the door when I heard something moving in the room.

She put her ear on the door and listened. There was a sound inside, and it was obvious.

She took a step back in fright. Did she come back in silence?

Between the micro Zheng, the door suddenly opened, a slightly fat middle-aged woman stood in front of her.

The woman was dressed in a blue uniform and her hair was neatly combed. It seemed that she was very clean.

"Who are you?"

Jijosh searched around in his mind, but he didn't remember where he had seen this woman.

"Are you Mrs. Shen?" With a polite smile, the woman opened the door wider and introduced herself, "I'm sister-in-law Yang, that is, a part-time worker. It's Mr. Shen who hired me to come here to clean up three times a week. It's very rare for you to be at home, so I haven't met you. "

Giorgio was relieved.

She knows about the employment of part-time workers.

Silent is a man who loves to be clean, but he is busy at ordinary times and has little time to tidy up the room. Therefore, all this is handed over to the part-time worker.

She also knew that the part-time worker Shen was looking for was the best in the industry.

She nodded and came in.

She remembers that when Xie Yinglun came last time, the police also came here to search, and the room was a bit messy.

Now, it's all back to a clean look.

The withered flowers on the table were replaced with fresh flowers, and the rich bamboo was changed with water again

"Be careful, madam. I've just mopped the floor and it's slippery..."

Mrs. Yang bent down and handed the slippers to jijoshi.

Ji Qiaoxi was stunned for a moment. "Don't call me Mrs. Shen. My surname is Ji!"

"Oh, Hello, Miss Ji!"

Giuseppe nodded. "You've done well, but from now on, you may not need to come again."

"Is Miss Ji going to fire me?" Mrs. Yang is a little flustered.

"No, but The owner of the house may not come back again. In the future, you may not be able to pay

"If it's because of the salary, Miss Ji doesn't have to worry. Mr. Shen paid me three years' salary."

"Oh, well! Since he hired you, go ahead! "

"Well, I've finished my hygiene today. If Miss Ji doesn't have any other requirements, I'll go first."

"Well, good!"

Mrs. Yang picked up her tools and went out with a smile. When she arrived, she politely closed the door.

Ten minutes later, the delivery man from the studio came.

A man and a woman, carrying several large picture frames on their back

"Miss Ji, we are also responsible for the installation here. Take a look. Where is the better place to hang this picture of oil painting? Other guests generally like to hang it in the bedroom, and some people hang it in the living room The man is very warm, half kneeling on the ground, tearing open those big picture frames.

There are six oil paintings, which are basically enlarged versions of white yarn.

In fact, after taking photos, there was a project to select photos and customize picture frames.

But at that time, jijoshi was in a bad mood and was not willing to go to the election.

So, it's all chosen by silence.

At this time, the photos were all torn off the outside dust cover, she is clear at a glance.

She thought it was ugly.

I didn't expect that the effect was surprisingly good.

The feeling that she nestled in his arms was a special warmth and a special happiness.

In particular, there is a picture of two people standing in the woods, the sun from the top of his head, he hugged her, lowered his head to kiss her head, feeling extra deep.There was a strong sense of happiness in his smile.

She looked at it and felt a little suffocated.

"Don't hang up. Please put all these here. You can go."

Chichari's attitude at this time is indifferent.

"OK, please sign here."

The woman handed over a list, and Giuseppe signed it.

Soon the two men left.

In addition to the oil painting version, there are also a few small-size versions such as crystal frames.

She took a glance, then withdrew her gaze.

She sat on the sofa alone for a long time, looking at the evening when she was going to leave.

Outside the door came a man in a hurry.

"Mr. Xie?"

She held the doorpost and looked at him.

In the dusk, Xie Yinglun's face was a little serious.

"Well, I met Qiao Yan at the hospital just now. Your mother said you were here, so I came here."

Jijoshi subconsciously in the heart of a tight, "is silence and escape?"

She flashed a helpless smile on her lips. Without waiting for her reply, she said again, "I knew that he has many skills. If you don't pay attention to it, you'll get another chance. "

"Well, I'm ready for that. I'm not afraid that he wants revenge or something... "

Jiqiao Xi said for a long time, looked up and found Xie Yinglun just looked at her, did not speak.

She took a step back. "I'm sorry, you come in."

Xie Yinglun came in and stood in front of her. After a long silence, she took out a letter from her pocket.

It's a brown envelope. It looks very thick.

Nowadays, few people write letters, and envelopes become rare.

Ji Qiaoxi looked at the envelope, puzzled at Xie Yinglun, "what is this?"

Xie Yinglun lowered her eyes, "my task is finished, I will leave Shenzhen city next month, and I may not have a chance to come back. I came here today to say goodbye to you

"Oh, the letter..." Ji Qiao Xi's heart is drifting in a random direction. She tries to understand Xie Yinglun's words, and finally finds that she can't understand.

"Er It's ridiculous to say that you are the only relative you can contact in the end Silent

"Oh

"There is a receipt in it. You can go to the funeral home to collect his ashes with this receipt!"

"Mr. Xie, what are you talking about? What ashes? "