Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 1 The first and last time

   Mid-Levels Cemetery

  Before a brand new tombstone

   Dozens of people standing here quietly, the darkness is overwhelming, and it is spectacular to see the past.

   But there were only four people standing at the front.

   The rest of the people can only honestly line up behind them, not daring to go beyond the line at all.

   There were faint cries coming from the surroundings, which were not big and seemed a little perfunctory.

   "Don't cry."

   At this moment, an old man standing in the middle of the first row suddenly made a sound.

   The voice is inevitably old, but it is full of energy, and it is still powerful.

   The crying stopped instantly.

   After everything was quiet, the old man continued,

   "People haven't come yet?"

   The man standing on the right subconsciously pushed the gold-framed glasses off the bridge of his nose, turned his wrist at the same time, glanced at his watch, and then nodded, and replied warmly,

   "Looking at the time, it should be almost the same."

   While the two were talking, there was a sudden rustling behind them.

  The crowd turned around when they heard the sound, and saw that the crowd started at the farthest point and gradually divided into two, giving way to a path from the middle.

  A handsome man dressed in a black suit with a repressed expression, was protecting a girl and came over.

  The girl is slender and tall, with long hair reaching her waist, and an elegant black dress.

   He also wears a pair of bulky black thick-rimmed glasses on his face, which cover the details of a pair of eyebrows and eyes, but they can't hide the overly beautiful protrusions on his body at all.

   The whole person looks gentle and quiet, even if he can't see his face, he is still particularly attractive.

   "Qingcheng, come here."

   Seeing her, the old man's eyes softened a bit in an instant.

   Even his tone softened a bit, revealing a rare indulgence.

   A group of people secretly murmured,

   "This girl is"

   "Well, Mu Qingcheng, the fifth child of the Mu family."

   "Is that the legendary Fifth Sister?!!"

   "Didn't you say you can't come back?"

   "After all, my father died, so it's a matter of course."

   "Heh~ Don't be a drunkard"

   Forget all the criticisms, Mu Qingcheng lowered his eyebrows, just walked quietly and walked forward carefully.

   The tall man beside him leaned down a little at this time and whispered to comfort,

   "Don't be afraid, Qingcheng, the third brother is with you."

"Um,"

   Mu Qingcheng nodded, looking extraordinarily well-behaved and soft.

   When he reached the front, Mu Qingcheng stood beside the old man as he should have.

   The four men standing on both sides immediately stepped back, leaving a sufficient distance.

   She turned a little and shouted respectfully,

"grandfather,"

   "Well, dear boy, incense your father."

"Yes."

  Today is her father's funeral.

   This is a man who is suffering from a terminal illness just a day after her mother died in a car accident.

   After a full five years, he was finally taken away by the **** of death, and his freedom in the world was taken away.

   At this moment, Mu Qingcheng's mind was empty, and there was nothing.

   No sorrow, no joy.

   Even his appearance was a blur.

   Because in her entire childhood, there was no such character as "father" at all.

   Now, after inserting the three sticks of incense firmly into the incense burner, Mu Qingcheng looked at the photo on the tombstone and frowned slightly.

   At the same time, her right ear suddenly burst into numbness.

   "cough"

  Mu Qingcheng covered his mouth and coughed twice, and at the same time quietly tapped his ear bone twice

   "Boss, the target has appeared!"

"Um!"

   Open a new pit, rolling for tickets~~

   (end of this chapter)