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For Liao Silu, Xie Ya's impression probably stayed on the day of Zhan Xinlin's funeral. At that time, she was talking and laughing with the girls in her class at the dinner table. She also looked very beautiful. How could she suddenly jump off the building?

"Where did you hear that?" Xie Ya and Liao Silu didn't have much contact with each other, but at any rate, they had been classmates for three years in high school, so they were caught off guard by this bad news, and it was inevitable that they felt a little uncomfortable.

"It has spread in the circle of friends. Someone happened to take a video of Liao Silu jumping off the building. I remember that her child is only one or two years old. Why can't she think about it so much? Do you think it is postpartum depression?" Meng Yangyu often I heard the employees in his store chatting that if a woman does not receive sufficient care and care after giving birth, she is prone to suffer from postpartum depression, and some even commit suicide while holding the child.

"I don't know." Xie Ya is not good at making judgments about things he doesn't understand.

Meng Yangyu sighed and said, "Isn't tomorrow Saturday? The class group is discussing going to pay homage to Liao Silu tomorrow. Do you want to go?"

Xie Ya has no itinerary for tomorrow, so after thinking about it, he decided to go with his classmates and agree to go.

At around ten o'clock the next morning, Meng Yangyu appeared at the door of Xie Ya's house on a bicycle, and brought a fish over by the way.

"Grandpa Lu, where are you watering the flowers?" Meng Yangyu put the bicycle by the door and greeted Lu Fangchao loudly.

Lu Fangchao raised his index finger at him in a panic, "Hush! Shh!"

Telling Meng Yangyu to shut up, he didn't turn his head to see if Xie Ya had heard. Xie Ya was not deaf, so of course it was impossible for him not to hear. He stuck his head out from the kitchen window, half-closed his eyes, and his eyes were dangerous. Staring at Lu Fangchao.

"Grandpa, are you illiterate?"

Lu Fangchao quickly hid the water bottle behind her back and looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, "Oh, the weather is really nice today."

Xie Ya knew that his grandfather was trying to fool him again, so he warned, "If Hua dies, I will eat up all the candy you hid in the biscuit box."

Lu Fang asked how this could work, and stared at Xie Ya with a bearded beard, "Hmph, you brat dared to threaten me! The old man doesn't have the same knowledge as you, so he's going to play chess with you, Grandpa Liu."

Putting down the pot for watering the flowers, he walked to the next door with his hands behind his back.

Meng Yangyu didn't forget to stare at him after passing by, and Meng Yangyu smiled dryly, "Grandpa Lu, I'm sorry, I don't know..."

Lu Fang went to the next door, and Meng Yangyu walked to the porch to put on his shoes, "Old Xie, I brought you a fish. I just caught it this morning, and it's so fresh."

As soon as the words were finished, Meng Yangyu saw someone sitting at the dining table.

The back is tall and straight, and the black hair is scattered behind him like splashed ink, and the morning light pours from the window, covering the man's shoulders.

Meng Yangyu subconsciously held her breath, just the back view was enough to make people unable to look away.

There is actually a beautiful woman hidden in Xie Ya's house! ! !

"Thank you, give it to me. I'll keep it in a pot and make it at night." Xie Ya put the freshly made double skin milk in front of Ji Lingqu, wiped the water stains on his hands, walked to Meng Yangyu, and stretched out his hand. Take the bag.

Not a beauty, but a man! ! !

Just now when Xie Ya brought Shuangpi Nai to Ji Lingqu, Ji Lingqu turned his head to the side, just showing half of his face for Meng Yangyu to see.

This is not only a killer from the back, but also a killer from the front. This is the first time Meng Yangyu has seen such a good-looking person at such a young age. The popular traffic on TV is completely inferior.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Yangyu swore that he had never reacted so quickly before, he grabbed Xie Ya's hand, lowered his voice and widened his eyes, "Damn it, thank you for telling the truth last time?! Didn't you fool Feng Shiyun?"

Xie Ya glanced at Ji Lingqu who was concentrating on eating Shuangpi Nai, withdrew his hand, and said calmly, "No."

The moment he waved his hand, Meng Yangyu clearly saw that Xie Ya was wearing a ring on his finger. It was a very retro style. There was an emerald green gemstone inlaid on the ring setting. It looked very expensive at first glance. With his hand, he asked in disbelief: "Fuck! Not only do you have a fucking partner, you're also married?!"

Because his voice was too loud, he successfully attracted Ji Lingqu, who was concentrating on eating double skin milk, back. The morning sun was still very faint, shining on his porcelain-white skin like the light of the moon.

Meng Yangyu is a straight man of steel, but at this moment he can't look back at all, full of emotion, my mother, can human beings really look so good-looking?

Xie Ya next to him didn't know what he was thinking, if he knew, maybe he would praise him, it was rare for him to be clever, and he could reveal Ji Lingqu's identity in one word.

"No, homosexuals cannot get married in our country." Meng Yangyu suddenly realized, but as soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself. Isn't this adding salt to the couple's wounds?

"Old Xie, I don't mean to object, it's such a big matter, why didn't you tell me brother?"

Xie Ya couldn't tell him the truth, so he casually found an excuse to fool him, "Isn't it because I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it? I want to tell you slowly so that you have some buffer time."

Seeing Xie Ya's sincere expression, Meng Yangyu believed it without any doubts. After all, he only knew that Xie Ya's sexual orientation was male, and suddenly told him that Xie Ya had a flash marriage. He really couldn't accept it.

"Let me introduce. My partner is Ji Lingqu. This is my brother Meng Yangyu. We grew up together." Xie Ya introduced them to each other.

Ji Lingqu looked cold, and nodded to Meng Yangyu, looking very cold, and Meng Yangyu couldn't handle a cold and distant person like Ji Lingqu, so he greeted him awkwardly.

"If I don't come back at noon, you and grandpa will warm up the tomato stewed beef brisket made last night." Xie Ya and Ji Lingqu confessed, and they didn't forget to tell him before they left, "I just made two extra servings of double-skin milk. It's in the refrigerator, you can get it yourself if you want to eat it, remember not to let grandpa eat it."

"Okay." Ji Lingqu agreed, and sent him to the door as usual.

"Wait a minute, this is for you." Ji Lingqu stopped Meng Yangyu who was about to leave, and gave him a golden leaf. Meng Yangyu was so shocked that he couldn't move, but the other party said flatly, "Meeting ceremony."

Then he ignored him, closed the door and went into the house.

Meng Yangyu turned her stiff neck with difficulty, and asked Xie Ya, "This...is this a fake?"

Now Xie Ya is used to Ji Lingqu's style of spending money like water. Before Ji Lingqu played games and used up all the money on his card, he went back that night and asked him how to deposit and withdraw money. After Xie Ya taught him once, within two days, he There is a huge sum of money in his card, and now Ji Lingqu is the number one boss in the game, nothing else, purely rich.

"Really." Xie Ya said calmly.

"Fuck! Then I have to go back!" Meng Yangyu suddenly felt that he had picked up a hot potato.

"No, you put it away, it's not even a drizzle to him." Xie Ya and Meng Yangyu boarded the bus together. There were quite a lot of people on the bus. All peeking at them.

A piece of gold leaf is not even drizzle. What kind of local tyrant did Xie Ya find? At first, seeing Ji Lingqu living in Xie Ya's house, looking idle and waiting for Xie Ya to serve him, he was a little worried , even upset, now it seems that he thinks too much, he is so sloppy, and he is so generous, he would be willing to let the other party live in his own house and provide for him!

"Speaking of which, how did the two of you know each other? The speed of development is so fast?" Meng Yangyu looked curious.

"The day I came back, I took a black car and almost died. He saved me." Xie Ya adapted the story casually.

"Heroes save the beauty!" Meng Yangyu's eyes lit up, and he clicked his tongue in amazement, "I never would have imagined, thank you, that you are actually that 'beauty', not a hero hahaha."

Xie Ya kicked his calf to make this guy talk nonsense again.

The mourning hall was placed behind Liao Silu's community, and a shed was set up. Many people gathered around to talk, and the air was filled with the smell of burning incense and paper money. They could still hear people discussing this matter along the way.

"What kind of thing is so hard to think about at a young age, and she actually jumped off the building. Her family has a child who is less than two years old. What a crime."

"No, it was smashed to pieces, not even a whole body."

"Fortunately, I didn't see it. It scared me to death. I heard that a part of my arm was still hanging on the barbed wire, bloody."

"There." Meng Yangyu followed the route posted in the class group and successfully found the coffin.

When Xie Ya followed, he happened to hear a middle-aged woman say disgustedly: "I see, she deserves to die, and her man found out about the scandalous things she did, so she has no face to live on."

Meng Yangyu tugged at him, "Hurry up, old Xie, what are you dawdling for?"

Xie Ya couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly. Liao Silu's husband was two years older than her. He was a senior in her university. The two had a baby soon after they fell in love on campus and got married. Logically speaking, they should be very happy. But Xie Ya didn't see much sadness in the eyes of Liao Silu's husband Shi Tiancheng, instead he was extremely haggard and dejected.

"Thank you for coming. Silu must be very happy to be alive." Shi Tiancheng has good social skills, and it can be seen that he should be very good at work.

Liao Silu's body was in the funeral home. The mourning hall was empty, with only one photo placed in the center.

The Liao Silu in the photo was a little strangely beautiful, Xie Ya stared at her for a while, and felt a chill in his arm for no reason.

Strange, did Liao Silu look like this before?

Shi Tiancheng was talking to relatives of Liao Silu's natal family, and he said with red eyes: "I don't know why she can't think about it so suddenly, maybe I didn't care too much about her, and didn't notice that she had postpartum depression. Taking care of the children, in just a few minutes, she actually..."

The man broke down in tears, and relatives patted him on the back to comfort him, "It's Silu who has no luck, the child is still young, you have to cheer up."

Xie Ya stood not far away watching this scene, inexplicably feeling a sense of disobedience, why?

The paper money in the mourning hall was burnt into black ashes, the wind blowing in rolled up the black ashes, the white candle was dripping wax oil, the flame jumped twice, seemed to be extinguished and then never extinguished, Liao Silu in the photo was watching quietly Looking at the distraught man outside.