It's all because of the blind date

Chapter 141 Li Qingqing's Relic
I sent Uncle Li to the hotel. Seeing him weak and weak, I advised Uncle Li to stay here for another two days, and then go back after healed his feet.

Uncle Li wiped his tears and said: "No, I have to go back and bury Qingqing's ashes with her mother. Now that the two of them are married, I feel at ease."

Seeing that I couldn't persuade him, I had no choice but to let Uncle Li go back.But still worried about his current mental state.

"Uncle Li, if you are in a hurry to go back, I will go home with you. My parents also encountered some troubles a while ago, so I just went back to see them."

Uncle Li wiped his nose, said with a wry smile, "Liangzi, you are a good boy, you have a bad life, and you are not obedient. If she really followed you, how happy she will be in this life."

Speaking of this, the tears he just wiped away were connected with the gurgling tears again.

"Then I will die in peace. I am over fifty years old, my wife is gone, and now I don't even have a son or daughter to take care of me..."

Uncle Li looked at the urn on the table and began to cry again.

This atmosphere continued until Uncle Li took the train back.

In the end, he still didn't let me accompany him. Before leaving, Uncle Li said to me: "Liangzi, you still put your studies first, so don't skip class and send me back. You want to see your parents, and it will be May Day in a while. Come back then."

In this way, Uncle Li left with Li Qingqing's ashes.At the moment when the train was moving, I suddenly realized that with the departure of Uncle Li, all traces of Li Qingqing in this city disappeared.

The house she rented has already been withdrawn, the hospital bed she used to live in has new patients, and the hotel room we used to live in has new guests. Even my rented house has now been sealed.

In this city, her people and everything about her just disappeared without a trace.

I walked out of the train station in a daze, feeling as if half of my soul had been emptied, and I walked forward along the straight road, aimlessly.

As I was walking, I suddenly remembered that Li Qingqing's suitcase might still be in the trunk of the Zhao family's car, as well as the jar of kimchi she made for me.

These things are Li Qingqing's only remaining relics, and I must take them back.

Thinking of this, I took out my mobile phone and dialed Bu Zhaorou.

It's ten o'clock in the morning. I called Bu Zhaorou for the first time, but she didn't answer. I remembered that she should be in class at this time.

So I texted her and explained the matter briefly.

Bu Zhaorou told me that there was no class in the afternoon, so she agreed with me to meet at 12:30 noon.

We made an appointment in a busy market, with people coming and going, all kinds of yelling and hawking sounds so lively.

When Bu Zhaorou appeared from the crowd, she was caught by a glimpse. Her dress today was very simple, similar to the plain dress she wore yesterday.

I know she dressed up like this to mourn Li Qingqing.Bu Zhaorou is pure and kind-hearted, she and Li Qingqing hit it off right away, and she sincerely regards Li Qingqing as her young lady.

I thought sadly, if the third child hadn't hijacked us that night, the three of us would have lived together and lived a happy life together by now.

However, this is fate, I can only comfort myself in this way.

When Bu Zhaorou saw me, she was not as happy as before.

Bu Zhaorou is as quiet as a virgin today, she came over and smiled at me, with a hint of sadness and melancholy in her smile.

"Wang Liang, you have been waiting for a long time."

"Well, it's okay, where are we going?"

Then Bu Zhaorou took me to the place we couldn't reach that night, a house left unoccupied by her family.

This is a high-end residential area, even the security guards at the gate are all in high spirits, Bu Zhaorou didn't bring the key card, we were immediately stopped at the gate.

The security guard said arrogantly: "This is a closed community, you two can't get in without the key card and money."

Bu Zhaorou was so angry that she blew her beard and stared at her eyes, and said viciously: "You have guts! But I want to tell you a good news, you will be able to find a new job soon, let's wait and see."

While talking, Bu Zhaorou took out her mobile phone and made a call to someone. After the call was connected, she said a few words, and then handed the mobile phone to the security guard.

The security guard answered the phone, and when he heard the voice from inside, his face turned green within a few seconds, and then he groveled and let us pass, repeatedly apologizing to Bu Zhaorou.

Walking in the community, I asked Bu Zhaorou why the security guards here are so snobbish?
"Haven't you heard of dog fighting against others? Six out of ten people here are uncultivated and unqualified nouveau riche, so my dad bought me this house. I never live in it. I disdain to be with these people."

I thought it would be great to have a rich dad, and I bought a house when I said I bought a house. I don’t know how many houses there are in Bu Zhaorou’s house.

When I arrived at Bu Zhaorou's house, I didn't expect that there was a middle-aged woman cleaning the house.

Seeing me a little surprised, Bu Zhaorou said: "You sent a WeChat message in the morning, and I asked the nanny to come over and clean it. It has been dusty since no one has lived in it for a long time."

Then Bu Zhaorou led me into a bedroom, the layout of the bedroom is very simple, there is only one bed, two bedside tables, a small wardrobe and a dressing table next to it.

Bu Zhaorou went in and opened the closet, and she struggled to move the contents of the closet to the bed, when I saw the suitcase left by Li Qingqing.

"After our accident last time, Uncle Liu put all the things in the trunk here."

I nodded and stroked the dusty suitcase on the bed.

Now that Li Qingqing is gone, this is the only thing she has left in this world.

I unzip the zipper and open the suitcase. What's in it?

Bu Zhaorou also came over, curiously standing beside the suitcase and looking inside.

There are several neatly folded clothes in the suitcase, besides a small photo album.

The photo album was taken out, and Bu Zhaorou also took the opportunity to sit next to me, and we looked through the photos in the photo album together.

There are not many photos, but each one should be carefully selected by Li Qingqing, which is representative.

From her [-]-day photos until she became an adult, including his own photos alone, photos of her with her parents, and photos taken with friends from her hometown, those girls are all from Murakami.

I found that there were no photos of her after she went to Dongguan to work in the album. Maybe for him, the experience in Dongguan was something she wanted to erase from her memory.

Suddenly I can't help but feel a little regretful that we haven't had a single photo together yet.However, in the penultimate photo of the album, I saw a photo of the banquet at our wedding banquet.

In the photo, Li Qingqing is smiling like a flower, and the joy on her face is also from the heart. We are sitting very close to each other at the banquet, clinking glasses and drinking.

The last photo is a one-inch photo taken when I was in high school, and it is small and pasted on the last page of the photo album.

(End of this chapter)