Aspire For Love Wistfully

Huo Ting went to Jiang Fu's hall and bowed deeply. Put the white chrysanthemum in front of him. Gu Zhao looked coldly at Huo ting in front of him. He was upset.

Jiang Yao nodded to him faintly. She looked at the people around her. Now it's time. She got up and went to the people and said, "I, Jiang Yao, thank you very much for coming. Thank you again."

She gave them deep thanks and bowed in front of Jiang's father's hall. Then he got up and let the funeral man take the next step.

Jiang Yao took her father's urn to the entrance of the tomb with tears in her eyes. Shen Yanyan was crying to death. She buried her head in her father's chest and saw Shen Yanyan's father patting her daughter's shoulder gently.

He is also a face of regret, his friends left, he also read the news to know. It's also hard for Jiang Yao, who has suffered so much.

The whole burial ceremony was very simple, that is, Jiang Yao put her father's ashes into the small box, but the atmosphere on the spot was extremely sad. After leaving, he was also a good friend of Jiang's father, or someone who was very grateful to him.

Although they didn't cry like Shen Yanyan, Jiang Yao knew that they didn't feel well.

"Yao Yao, don't be sad. Everything will pass."

Jiang Yao wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She nodded and said, "Uncle Shen, thank you for coming, really."

With a helpless smile, Shen Ping hugs his daughter.

"Yao Yao, you're out of sight. Don't you know how good friends your father and I are?"

Jiang Yao sorry to pull out a smile, she certainly know that he and his father are good friends, but they have not met for a long time. Because both of them are very busy, there is no time to get together.

When she came home that day, she heard her father say that they would get together in a few days, but now they are apart. She is holding her breath to stop crying. She has shed too many tears recently.

"But thank you for your time. My father is very happy to see it in the sky."

"Well, it's a pity that I didn't have another drink with him. It's the biggest regret for the rest of my life."

He shook his head. He was really sorry. For this old friend, he was still very sad.

"Uncle Shen, please go back to Yanyan first. I want to take it here for a while."

Jiang Yao knew that Shen Ping had time to come back and had to catch a plane to Paris later. His business over there is not finished. If it wasn't for his father's funeral today, he wouldn't have come back.

"OK, Yao Yao, if you have anything to do, you must call your uncle, or tell Yan Yan the same thing."

Shen Ping looked at the time. It was almost time to get on the plane. He took his daughter away and left Jiang Yao alone. She turned and stood at her father's grave, slowly squatting down.

Huo Ting, who had never left, came forward and put his hand on her shoulder. It was a kind of silent comfort. Because horting is a famous director, he didn't take part in what happened here just now.

After all, I didn't have a suitable identity to come here. It was an exception to give incense to Jiang Fu just now. So he soon turned away, he sat outside in the car, and then silently watched everything inside.

I don't know why, horting has a strange feeling about the woman in front of him. He doesn't know if it's about love. Just trying to protect her, that's all.

"You go, I want to be alone."

Jiang Yao said to Huo Ting powerlessly that she saw the people behind from the reflection of the tombstone. Now she doesn't want to talk to anyone because she is so tired.

Not just the body, but her heart.

What happened recently, one after another, hit her, which made her confused.

It's not easy to wait for her father's funeral, but her heart is still hanging high above. There is Gu Zhao, when he left, Jiang Yao himself did not notice.

Huo Ting stood behind Jiang Yao and did not speak, so he stood quietly with her for a while. Until the mobile phone in his bag rings, he turns to one side, picks up the phone, says two words and hangs up.

"Horting, if you have something to do, I'll be fine."

Jiang Yao also guessed the reason why Huo Ting stayed here. She was afraid that she would be upset or something would happen. But she knew her own body, and she wanted to be here for a while with her father.

The reason why she didn't drive him away was because she was too lazy to move. Now it's time to leave without her.

Before he had time to say anything, Huo Ting said in a low voice: "Jiang Yao wants me to..."

"Go away, I'll have someone pick me up."

Huo Ting, whose words were blocked in his mouth, didn't speak. He turned and left with his mobile phone. In the middle of the walk, he turned and looked at Jiang Yao. The thin body was leaning on the tombstone.

The appearance made people feel very uncomfortable, but he had nothing to do.

Gu Zhao, who was hiding in the distance, half narrowed his eyes and stared at the people in front of him.

The veins on his face were bulging. He was very angry, and a nameless fire rushed up directly.

Fortunately, he was worried about her, but now he found that he thought too much. Gu Zhao endured his anger and left the cemetery in front of huoting.

He got into the car with a great deal of anger.

Later, she didn't know how Jiang Yao went back. The only thing she knew was that she fell asleep when she got home. She didn't realize it at all.

When she woke up again, she found a needle in her hand.

"Aunt Yu, how could I..."

"You've had a fever. You've been talking about your father all night."

Aunt Yu put the porridge on the table and looked at the bottle hanging on it. The liquid in it was almost gone, just a little bit left. She simply pulled out the needle and pressed her hand with a cotton swab.

"Aunt Yu, Gu Zhao."

"Young master, he..."

"What do you want from me?"

Just before aunt Yu finished, Gu Zhao came in directly from the outside. He had a cold face, leaning against his position at the door.

"Aunt Yu, help me to get some other food."

Aunt Yu knew that she was trying to support herself. If it wasn't enough for these two people, she couldn't intervene. He nodded and left the room. Gu Zhao wanted to see what tricks Jiang Yao wanted to play, but he didn't stop her from doing so.

Jiang Yao took out a folder from the position of the head of the bed and handed it to Gu Zhao. She said faintly, "look, if there is no doubt, sign it."