Yaoyaoguiyu

Chapter 155 Poppy went to find her teacher Zhou

The lights in the city are dim, and the snow is falling in thousands of miles.

In just three days, Lu Yao's disappearance and Yu Meiren's death made him feel out of breath, and the grief in his heart could only be comforted with alcohol.

Yes, today, December 12th, the first snowfall in winter, Poppy went to find her beloved Teacher Zhou.

Jiang Yu, who was looking for Lu Yao, received the news an hour after Yu Meiren died.

At minus ten degrees, she was wearing a rose-red tube top evening dress and leaning against Zhou Lengqing's tombstone, her hair was tied high behind her head, and a delicate poppy flower was on her temples.

Just like how they dressed on the day they confirmed their relationship.

When the cemetery administrator found her, white pills fell on the rose-red skirt, like flowers dotted on the skirt.

It was the "poisonous flower" that took her life away.

When she left, there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and there was no trace of pain on her face.

She went to Zhou Lengqing's appointment with enthusiasm, and he finally got his little girl.

They will meet in another world, and he will hold her tightly in his arms, calling her wife tenderly over and over again.

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The next day, the sky was bright, and the snow from yesterday did not stop until the early morning.

The heating was not turned on in the room, and Jiang Yu sat on the cold floor all night in thin clothes. At this time, he had a little fever.

He slowly opened his eyes and stood up propped up on the floor. As soon as his legs moved, the soda cans and bottles at his feet rolled, breaking the silence

After sitting for too long, his feet became numb, Jiang Yu staggered, and leaned his back against the floor-to-ceiling window for a while before cleaning up the mess on the ground.

His Yaoyao loves cleanliness and doesn't like smoking and drinking by himself, so he has to clean the room and wait for his Yaoyao to come back.

He must be able to get his Yaoyao back.

Certainly possible.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yu finished cleaning up the room, took a shower, came out and had just changed, when the doorbell rang.

Not many people knew where he lived, except Wang Hengyuan and his family.

Now that the family is dealing with Poppy's funeral, who will come at this time?
Jiang Yu frowned slightly, and slowly buttoned the last button of his shirt before slowly opening the door.

As soon as the door opened, the knocker raised a bright smile: "Lawyer Jiang!"

Jiang Yu stared at the girl in front of him and thought for a few seconds before he remembered that he was an assistant arranged for him by the branch office during the business trip to Quchuan.

Speaking of which, how could she appear in Jingfeng City now that she went to college in Quchuan?
Seeing that he didn't speak, the girl froze the smile on her face: "Lawyer Jiang? Remember me? Zhang Xiaoyan."

Jiang Yu let go of the door handle, hummed lightly, turned and entered the room.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoyan was secretly glad that he didn't shut herself out, so she followed him into the house with two big bags.

She closed the door, stood at the door and stared at the shoes under her feet a little hesitantly, suddenly came across a pair of ladies slippers on the shoe cabinet, bent down to take them and put them on without thinking.

She just took off her shoes when she heard Jiang Yu standing not far away and said in a cold voice: "That's my wife's slippers."

Zhang Xiaoyan raised her head to meet his cold, emotionless eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

She put on her shoes again, and bowed to apologize: "I'm sorry, Lawyer Jiang."

Jiang Yu: "I'm not in the mood to deal with business or personal matters right now."

The implication is to see off guests.

Zhang Xiaoyan pursed her lips, and lowered her head: "I know from Lawyer Yang what happened to Lawyer Jiang's family recently. I, I'm worried about Lawyer Jiang, so I just came to see Lawyer Jiang."

A little girl's thoughts were clearly written on her face.

Hearing this, Jiang Yu didn't care about these things, just nodded, turned around and buttoned his cuffs, and went into the bedroom: "Thank you."

Zhang Xiaoyan stood at the door, momentarily at a loss.

She blinked, and tiptoed into the living room with two big bags.

(End of this chapter)