The Humble Love

Su Qiyao's funeral was attended by people who had relations with Su Wenjun. Su Wenjun is tired physically and mentally, but he has to deal with the guests at the funeral.

He stood by the coffin, and every guest who came to mourn came to comfort him.

"Please forgive me."

"Well, thank you."

"It's time to change."

"Thank you."

Su Wenjun repeats these words like a robot. He doesn't know how much he said thank you and how many times he has nodded his head.

"Please forgive me, the spirit of Yao Yao in heaven. I don't want you to be too sad." Lin Juehui stands in front of Su Wenjun. She has no friendship with Su Wenjun, but she and Su Qiyao were friends when they were young.

"Thank you." Su Wenjun didn't think too much about what Lin Juehui said. He responded habitually, then nodded, never lifting his head.

Lin Juehui looked at Su Wenjun's sad look. She frowned and walked away from him.

After a moment, Su Wenjun had a strange feeling in his heart. This man

When Su Wenjun looked up, Lin Juehui had gone far away. Su Wenjun looked at her back and felt very familiar.

No matter what, he just went out.

"General manager Su, where are you going?"

Su Wenjun rushes out of the funeral parlor, and Lin Juehui's figure is long gone. "Wei Qian, is Wei Qian You?" Su Wenjun thinks that person, is Wei Qian, feels very similar, very similar.

"Mr. Lin, is it over?" Lin Chueh Hui returned to the car and said, "well, it's over."

"Miss Su, who died, is a friend of general manager Lin?" Assistant Mary asked more.

"Friends who have known each other for a long time." Lin Juehui's eyes are full of past events, "general manager Lin, general manager Lin.."

"Oh." Lin Chueh Hui came to his senses and said, "let's go. Go back to the company first."

At that time, the friendship of schoolmates, now each is its own. Lin Juehui probably could not have imagined that their former best friends, who died or left, can no longer get together.

Weiqian is gone. Now Qiyao is gone.

Only her, as well as Jing Han and Chen Ao.

Su shallow language left, Mu Jinghan with no soul in general, he is like a walking corpse in general.

The first thing to open your eyes every day is to drink, and the last thing to close your eyes is to drink.

It's like wine is a good thing. It can make him feel comfortable, so that he doesn't have to think about things that make him feel bad.

"Shallow language, shallow language..." Mu Jinghan was drinking crazily and shouting Su's name. He got up from the ground and said to the air, "why do you want to leave me?"

Mu Tangjing pushes mu Liufeng by the door and looks at Mu Jinghan, who is drinking too much.

"Grandfather, I'll go..."

"Don't go, I'll see what kind of madness he can be." Mu Liufeng looked at Mu Jinghan harshly, "we said that we would never separate from each other? Why do you still want to leave me? "

"If you think so about her, why don't you get her back?" Mu Liufeng said so, provoking Mu Jinghan suddenly stunned.

"What? My grandson of the Mu family doesn't even have this courage? " Mu Liufeng is deliberately saying such words to stimulate Mu Jinghan.

Mu Jinghan was silent and did not speak, "if you are a man, chase me back with shallow words!"

Mu Liufeng left this sentence, "Tang Jing, let's go." Mu Liufeng takes mu Tangjing to leave, leaving Mu Jinghan to think about it.

In the dark, Mu Jinghan sits obliquely on the bay window.

"General manager mu." So late, Yang Zhan also came to find Mu Jinghan.

"At this time, no one should want to come to me." Mu Jinghan said coldly, "general manager mu, there is something I think I should tell you."

"Go ahead." Mu Jinghan plays the ash on his body. There is probably no news that he can't accept now. He still had a bottle of wine in his hand, half drunk.

"Su Qiyao, she, died."

As soon as the words fell, the wine in Mu Jinghan's hand spilled out. Mu Jinghan did not speak, and his whole body was stiff in the air.

"Mr. mu, you Are you ok? " Yang Zhan raised his eyes and looked at Mu Jinghan's letter. His unresponsiveness made people unpredictable.

"Why tell me now?"

"I'm worried..." Yang Zhan wanted to stop talking. He just felt that Mu Jinghan would know about it sooner or later.

Mu Jinghan waved the wine in his hand and immediately drank it again. He drank his own wine and ignored Yang Zhan. Yang Zhan looked at Mu Jing letter, and finally went out in silence.

"Ah..." In the air, Mu Jinghan chuckled.

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On the last day of the year, on the streets of foreign countries, the sky was covered with snow. At the end of the street, there are Christmas lights everywhere.

The ground is covered with snow, snow boots on the soft snow ground, make a creaking sound. In the quiet street, the sound is particularly clear.A woman in a thick coat was walking down the street. She opened the door of a jewelry store on the street.

"Welcome." This is an art boutique run by Chinese, "hello." The woman smiles brightly at the woman boss in the shop.

"Miss Su, today is the last day. If you don't spend the festival with your family at home, how can you come here?" The female boss spoke warmly to su.

Su Qian Yu, who was replaced by Miss Su, said with a smile, "boss Lian, don't you open the door to do business at this time?" Su is chatting with her boss, Lian, while choosing the exquisite ornaments in the shop.

"Well, well, I won't talk to you." Lian came to tidy up the trinkets. "Well, this is good. It's pretty good." Lian took a small shelf of butterflies to Su shallow language, Su shallow language fixed a look, "good-looking."

"I knew you must be a child who bought it for the welfare home." Lian and Su shallow language talk, as if they have known friends for a long time.

"Yes, the new year is coming. I promised them to prepare a small gift for each of them." Su Qianyu remembers to bring gifts to the children in the welfare home. "Just like I saw you for the first time, you are a kind-hearted person."

Su shallow language embarrassed smile, "OK, don't praise me." Su will pick good things to the counter settlement, "how much?"

"Forget it. I'll give it to the kids."

"That won't do." Su Qianyu insists on paying. She gives Lian a few dollars.

"If you really want to, there will be activities in the welfare home in the new year's tomorrow. Come and have a look." Su shallow language takes the good thing to turn to push the door, "good, I will go."

Su shallow language push the door and out, outside the wind and snow suddenly come up, she subconsciously wrapped up the coat on the body.

Facing the night, Su Qianyu walked to the road of white snow.

All the way, Su shallow language ran to a small house in the downtown.

"Shirley, Shirley..." As soon as he entered the door, he took off his shoes and put them in the porch. She put on her slippers and looked around, "Shirley." Su Qianyu is looking for Shirley everywhere. The living room is dark,

"asleep?" Su shallow language doubts a sentence, she touched to turn on the lamp, suddenly saw a person lying on the sofa, "ah..." Su shallow language was scared to jump up.

"Why, why, why?" The woman on the sofa turned over and complained.

"Shirley, why are you lying here if you don't sleep in your room?" Su looks at Shirley on the sofa. Her hair is messy and she is wearing a leopard print skirt.

"You just came back from the bar?" Su Qian Yu pulls the blanket next to her and covers her.

"You don't care." Shirley hid in the blanket and didn't want to talk to su.

"Forget it, let it go." Su shallow language sighed, turned and picked up his bag to go back to his room.

In the room, Su is sitting in front of the dresser, facing the full table of cosmetics, but the whole person's attention is outside. Not long after she came in, there was a lot of music outside.

Su Qianyu gets up and walks to the door. She opens the door slightly and sees Shirley dancing with the music. Su Shanyu shook her head helplessly. She closed the door and fell on the bed. Take out the phone and look at the content on the phone. She went abroad and wandered abroad at will. Unconsciously came to this British town, and Shirley rented here, live a quiet and simple life.