Sand sculpture cannon fodder attack in the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

Chu Ze remembered that the sun was very strong that day, and his mother put on her favorite white dress and jumped off the roof of the building.

Looking back at you for a moment, it seems that there are many things to say to him.

Chu Ze, who was only five years old, ran to the edge of the roof and stretched out his immature hands to pull his mother back.

When the firefighters arrived, most of his body was outside the fence and he almost fell.

He thought that his mother must have been struggling at that time. She wanted to take her only son with her, but she still couldn't bear it.

Even though his mother fell beyond recognition, Chu Ze still recognized that she was his favorite mother.

He wanted to wake up his mother and go home, but the police aunt looked at him pitifully and told him that his mother would never wake up again.

Later, Chu Ze regretted that on the day his mother died, he should have brought the body home, so that he could pretend that his mother was sleeping with him every day.

Finally, silent tears fell...

Suddenly, he fell into a warm embrace.

"It's all in the past, and your future is full of flowers."

Someone seemed to say so in my ear.

After recovering, Chu Ze stared blankly at Qi Yan.

"What did you say?" Chu Ze thought he had an auditory hallucination.

"I didn't know that today is your mother's death day." Qi Yan wanted a hug so much when he was the most lonely and helpless.

I don't need much consolation, just believe that he can make a comeback.

Chu Ze's current situation is even more pitiful than he was then.

After all, Sui Xiangsong once gave him hope...

Once a person tries to rely on another person, life will be self-denied.

"I'm not you, your life is still only you can go on, but I believe you can."

Qi Yan's words completely opened Chu Ze's heart.

"Why..." Why are you so good, so good that he doesn't want to give it to anyone.

"Don't talk, let's leave first." Qi Yan looked at the place where he stepped on the ground just now, the steel bars there were completely exposed, turning into a big hideous hole.

The roof is too dangerous.

Chu Ze followed behind Qi Yan without saying a word, like a puppet on strings.

He quietly looked back at the dilapidated dormitory building.

If there were ghosts and gods in this world, he would be willing to donate his soul.

He doesn't care about wealth, power, status, or even life.

All he wanted was Qi Yan.

Such feelings may be abnormal in the eyes of the world, but why not?

Originally, his life, his soul, had long been distorted into a light and shadow that could be disillusioned at any time.

Being able to stay depends on persistence.

"Let's go, I have a limited number of cars today, so I can only take taxis." Qi Yan stopped a car.

"Where are you going?" Chu Ze looked at Qi Yan bewilderedly.

"Your mother's cemetery." Qi Yan also cherished family affection and knew what it was like.

Tears welled up in Chu Ze's eyes again.

"Wait, if you cry again, I'll throw you out of the car." Qi Yan really couldn't stand Chu Ze crying.

God, it's like a little girl.

Headache!

"I won't cry." Chu Ze immediately suppressed his tears.

An hour later, the car slowly drove into the cemetery area.

The park stipulates that paper can only be burned in the designated places below, and only worship can be done in the cemetery.

Holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums, Qi Yan followed Chu Ze to the tomb.

The tombstone seems to have been cleaned.

He immediately remembered that this was also one of the plots.

It was obvious that Xiangsong was still nearby.

When Qi Yan bent down to put flowers, he felt dizzy.

I always feel that I smelled something very pungent before I passed out in the old dormitory building.

"Are you okay?" Chu Ze hugged Qi Yan's waist and helped him up.

"I feel like I have to go to the hospital." Qi Yan said while pinching his brows.

Chu Ze was slightly taken aback, and stammered, "That... that, maybe that place is not very clean."

"Huh?" Qi Yan raised his head, trembling with fright: "What did you see?"

"...Mmm." Chu Ze nodded guiltily.

In fact, the main ingredient of the medicine he used to stun Qi Yan is diethyl ether, which has certain toxicity...

Hearing this, Qi Yan's breath became stagnant.

Do you want to worship the Bodhisattva?

He looked back at Chu Ze's mother's tombstone...

Qi Yan, who firmly believes that only magic can defeat magic, bought 300 yuan money paper and put several stacks at his feet.

"I'll give your mother money here, and you go up and talk to your mother." Qi Yan just wanted to burn the paper, but found that he didn't have a lighter.

"How long are you going to buy so much?" Chu Ze looked at Qi Yan helplessly.

"Auntie and I have known each other since we saw each other, so hurry up." Qi Yan just wanted to drive Chu Ze away.

There is still a scene of chasing his wife and crematorium to be performed, so don't involve yourself in it anymore.

He couldn't take it twice a day.

"What does it mean to feel like old friends at first sight?" Chu Ze felt a little amused.

"Go up and talk to your mother first, I'll burn paper here, and get in touch with auntie by the way." Qi Yan wanted to buy a lighter, but Chu Ze blocked the way.

"Why do you want to connect with each other?" Chu Ze asked.

"I want to be your mother's son." Sometimes Qi Yan really didn't understand Chu Ze's stubbornness, so Qi Yan thought about it.

Every time, Chu Ze would ask the inexplicable question over and over again.

Just like now, if you don't answer, Chu Ze will pester you all day long.

Sometimes Qi Yan is also very broken, so he has practiced the skills of running the train with his mouth full and talking nonsense with his eyes open.

As long as you can fool the past, it is a victory.

"...Mmm." Chu Ze nodded with a blushing face, turned around and ran towards the cemetery.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yan would say that, and he vowed to handle the relationship with Xiang Song properly.

Walking up the hillside, as expected, I saw Xiangsong's car on the other side of the road.

Qi Yan, who was staying at the foot of the mountain, was currently burning paper and kept muttering:

Auntie, I will always support your son to go to school, so you have to bless me too.

Talk to... talk to the red-clothed senior from that old dormitory, I don't mean to offend you.

Also, your son is too soft-tempered, you let him abuse Sui Xiangsong for a few more chapters.

Qi Yanxu babbled, saying this and that.

But in the end, the topic came back and asked Chu Ze's mother to help solve the problem of the senior sister in red.

I always feel dizzy and feel uncomfortable all over the body!

His back was also cool, and he felt something staring at him.

Suddenly, he was patted heavily on the shoulder.

Qi Yan's whole body was stiff, and he didn't dare to look back at all.

Isn't it... in broad daylight, hit a ghost?

"Cough, cough, cough..." There was a low coughing sound from behind.

Qi Yan's heart tightened, he still heard the voice of a male ghost.

How come old debts are cleared and new ghosts are provoked?

Originally, Qi Yan didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he can wear books himself, and there is nothing impossible in this world.

It is not impossible for romance to change into supernatural powers in a second.

"You..." The voice behind him sounded again.

Qi Yan swore that he had never been so panicked in his two lifetimes combined.

I don't know where I heard it, the more you are afraid of ghosts, the weaker your yang energy is...

He picked up a handful of burning incense sticks, and without thinking about it, he stabbed back hard with a backhand.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

An earth-shattering scream came from behind.

And... why is this voice familiar.

"You have done such a terrific thing, are you leaving no way out?" Sui Xiangsong's roar pulled Qi Yan back from his terrifying fantasy.

Qi Yan turned around slowly, and saw Sui Xiangsong's bearded face.

The fundus of his eyes was full of bruises, and it looked like he hadn't slept well, and his expression was bleak, as if he had lost his wife.

"No... I didn't expect it to be you." Qi Yan said guiltily.

"You don't have eyes? You don't look back?" Sui Xiangsong was out of breath.

"..." Qi Yan remembered that when walking at night, if someone called your name, he must not turn his head.

There are three fires on the person's body, on the shoulders and on the top of the head. As soon as he turns his head, the fire on the shoulders is extinguished.

"Just... I'm sorry." Seeing the incense ash on Sui Xiangsong's thigh, Qi Yan felt pain even looking at it.

Sui Xiangsong also calmed down now: "Shen Jirong is going back to China soon."

"Hmm..." Qi Yan was speechless.

No matter how many people like Shen Jirong, he doesn't like it either.

Although love does not distinguish between genders, it must be divided into people.

In Qi Yan's view, Shen Jirong in the book is green tea.

While shouting hello brother, he also said that everyone is friends, but the benefits that should be taken are all taken.

Even if he is out of his mind, he will not chase Shen Jirong all over the world like the original owner.

"He came back this time because of a crisis in his family's company." Sui Xiangsong continued.

Seeing that Qi Yan didn't respond, Sui Xiangsong said with certainty, "I won't make a move."

He felt that his hint was obvious, since he didn't know how to make a move, whoever made a move at this time could win Shen Jirong's favor.

"You were right not to make a move." Qi Yan really wanted to give Xiang Song a cigarette, but he quit smoking in his previous life.

Thousands of words turned into one sentence: "Brother, cherish the person in front of you."

Sui Xiangsong heard something, and he said uncertainly: "You... decided to give up Chu Ze and choose Shen Jirong?"

Qi Yan felt that Sui Xiangsong was hopeless, so he had to go back and forth on this topic.

The key is to coax your wife well.

Sometimes, this person likes blindfolded.

In order not to get involved in the problems between Sui Xiangsong and Chu Ze, he diligently burned paper money.

After burning one pile after another, Chu Ze still did not come down.

Sui Xiangsong also disappeared, and wanted to make a phone call, but was afraid that the crematorium would not end.

So Qi Yan secretly climbed up to the cemetery.

I saw that Chu Ze was so quiet and lifeless. He sat in front of the tombstone, hugging his knees, buried his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Qi Yan took a look, but he didn't see Sui Xiangsong, so he walked out in a big way.

"Chu Ze, let's go back, it's too late to call a car." Qi Yan held out his hand to Chu Ze.

"Aren't you going to abandon me?" Chu Ze slowly raised his head, his face covered with tears.

Qi Yan was startled, and quickly squatted down: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Every time Xiao Baihua cries, something good will happen to him, it must be bad luck.

"Shen Jirong is coming back, right?" Although Chu Ze cried weakly, there was a dead silence in his heart.

Originally, Chu Ze wanted to follow Xiang Song to make it clear, but he didn't expect that when Xiang Song opened his mouth, he wanted to make a bet.

The bet was whether Qi Yan would abandon him and go find Shen Jirong.

The author has something to say:

I am double-changing today, with a proud face~~~