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Then comes the funeral.

According to the customs here, after the old man is buried, he still needs to set up a coffin at home. The filial sons and grandsons have to kneel in front of the coffin, so that when the ghost comes back to see people, he can still see people, so that he can rest assured and go to reincarnation safely.

To kneel for three days.

Jiang Zhihui has been kneeling for two days. On the third day, Luo Yi will leave here to go back to work. Before he leaves, come and have a look.

Father Luo and Ms. Wang Fengye also came with them. Mother Jiang and Jiang Zhihui sat in the living room and entertained them. After chatting for a while, Jiang Zhihui went back to the guest room where the mourning hall was arranged without saying a word.

While talking, Mother Jiang began to cry again. To be honest, Luo Yi had never seen her cry so much.Aunt Xiu is gentle but not weak, she can even be said to be a very strong person, Luo Yi never thought that she would have so many tears.

It was also from these tears that Luo Yi clearly realized that Mr. Jiang was really gone.

Mr. Jiang went too fast, he stayed by the hospital bed to watch him disappear, but kept wandering around, unable to feel the truth.The pain of his loved ones explained his departure.

Wang Fengye sat beside Jiang's mother to comfort him, while Luo's father handed paper and poured water at a loss.Mother Jiang's sobs lingered in her ears, Luo Yi didn't want to stay in such an atmosphere any longer, so she went to the mourning hall after saying that.

Jiang Zhihui knelt upright.

Luo Yi squatted down beside him, stretched out his hand and shook his eyes: "Come back to your senses."

Jiang Zhihui glanced at him and asked him, "Are you going back?"

Luo Yi said, "The plane is tonight."

There was nothing more to say, Luo Yi picked up three incense sticks from the case, and slowly burned them with the lighter, little by little sparks flickered, eroding downward, leaving gray and white traces.

Jiang Zhihui watched Luo Yi shake off a little incense ash from his head, put the incense in a small jar, and bowed.

He asked: "I came here with my uncle and uncle today. Are you going home?"

"Yeah." Luo Yi pulled his lips, "Since they all know that I'm back, it would be a little awkward not to go home."

"Oh," Jiang Zhihui bowed his head, "I thought..." He didn't continue, but Luo Yi guessed what he wanted to say.Father Luo's careful probing at the door of the morgue was still in his ears that day, and he sneered: "We can't understand each other, and of course we can't reconcile."

"Won't you regret it? If one day, I mean if...the son wants to be filial but he doesn't want to be loved."

"No." Luo Yi said categorically, but changed his mind as soon as he said it, and added hesitantly, "Maybe."

Jiang Zhihui smiled: "You're not sure either."

Luo Yi rubbed his face and said frankly: "Yes. You won't see the road until you reach the mountain."

"But what about you? Don't you be honest with them for the rest of your life? Suppress yourself, sacrifice yourself, and show them a false appearance in the safe zone?" Luo Yi was questioning him, and he was also talking about his own doubts, "Use the method of making yourself unhappy What kind of expression of family affection is this to deceive relatives?"

Jiang Zhihui never thought of it that way.

He pondered for a while, and told Luo Yi: "My parents think that you are right, and being right must be good. If you are so good, how can you be unhappy. Most of them don't care anymore. But maybe uncles and aunts are not like this."

He stood up, the same height as Luo Yi, or even a little taller: "Maybe they are not like this, so you can ask such a question."

You have the courage to be frank and upright.

"Uncle and aunt are very kind to you. They have been working hard to think about it. They read related books. They often ask me how you are doing, how busy you are, and how do you get along with your boyfriend?" Jiang Zhihui touched He pointed his head and said, "Go and help them too, they want to know more about you. You must understand before you understand, right?"

Luo Yi turned his head coldly, Jiang Zhihui didn't know if he listened or not.

In silence, the three incense sticks burned to the end.

Luo Yi nodded at him, and turned to leave. When Jiang Zhihui put his hand on the doorknob, he felt an impulse that made him blurt out: "When I knew Jiang Chi, I didn't know he was Jiang Chi."

"Luo Er, I'm sorry, but I didn't intend to be sorry to you."

Luo Yi suddenly turned around, staring at Jiang Zhihui, his voice was very low and slow: "So, the person that morning was really Jiang Chi?"

Jiang Zhihui closed his eyes for a moment, as if regretting his impulsiveness, he smiled wryly and nodded: "Yes."

Luo Yi thought for a moment, and then asked him, "What are you going to do? You can't be with him, right?"

A trace of astonishment flashed in Jiang Zhihui's eyes: "...Yes."

Luo Yi sneered, looked at him coldly, and made a judgment: "Asshole. Stupid. Villain."

Jiang Zhihui accepted all the orders.

Luo Yi didn't know what to do, how could this shelled bastard move without a sledgehammer?It just so happened that he couldn't lift the sledgehammer against him.

so be it.

I acted in an absurd comedy, and I couldn't even get out of it when I got into the play. Why don't I sit by the side and be a spectator, and have fun.

Luo Yi thought, let's get back to work as soon as possible, the work is really good, and I won't cheat.

Nor would she suddenly confess her love to him and sleep with his ex-boyfriend.

As for what happened to the two of them, he didn't get involved - it would have caused a commotion.