The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Jun Ci didn't say much about Sura, if Sura really wanted to say she would notify Bai Duyuan and Yuan Chenyan herself.

Ji Moyin followed to deal with this matter. There was no need for Jun Ci to intervene. She went back after class in the afternoon. Bai Duyuan and Yuan Chenyan organized a group to find Sula.

Back home, Jun Ci told Lydia about the incident because of the past.

It’s just that Lydia has a slight impression of Sura’s mother, but she doesn’t say it clearly: "Is that so? I don’t know, but I remember that she seemed to be afraid of her daughter before. The little girl has been different from others since she was a child ."

Very scared.

From Lydia's mouth, Jun Ci also heard such an answer.

Why should a mother be afraid of her daughter?

This is simply the saddest thing in the world.

Perhaps when she jumped down from the stairs, the thoughts in her heart had never been interrupted.

After speaking, Lydia looked back at her, her face still bright: "She's dead?"

Jun Ci nodded, and Lydia turned her head back and said nothing.

The days are still going to pass, and what happened will only fade away with time. Jun Ci received Su La's invitation a few days later and asked her and Jiang Yi to attend Su La's mother's invitation letter.

She held a small funeral for her mother and only invited some of her usual acquaintances to come.

After Lydia learned about this, she followed.

The atmosphere of the funeral was solemn and filled with a faint sorrow. The host Ji Moyin invited at the memorial service recited a long speech with sorrow, as if it was more painful than the daughter of the deceased.

Yes, Sura didn't have any tears.

She even stood there blankly, the whole funeral was over, she also watched her mother's burial indifferently.

She doesn't need anyone's comfort.

Yuan Chenyan and Bai Duyuan couldn't help but their eyes were red.

They didn't know the specific entanglement, they only knew that Sura's biological mother had passed away, and Sura's life experience was simply too tragic.

This must be painful for her.

At this funeral, Jun Ci also experienced what is meant by impermanence of life. Grandma Chang's life can be regarded as dead, after all, she has reached age.

Although some people are still alive, but never meet, I am afraid it is more painful than passing away, such as her and Iman.

Before she knew it, she still remembered the interstellar age.

After the funeral, Junci was relatively silent on the way home by car. Others were expressing condolences about Sura’s affairs. Only Jiang Yi was still sensitive to detect something wrong with Junci, and he asked in a low voice worriedly. : "What's wrong with Porcelain?"

Jun Ci looked at the scenery outside the car window and heard Jiang Yi's worry. He turned his head, without the usual chuckle, but sighed slightly: "I think of Iman again."

That was her mother, she really didn't forget it so easily.

She was just getting used to the certainty that she couldn't meet again.

After the pyramid visit, she knew it very well.

Jiang Yi’s heart seemed to have been severely grabbed. He knew Iman’s existence and what it meant to Jun Ci. It was probably the funeral that touched Jun Ci. Jiang Yi didn’t say much this time. He just took Jun Ci into his arms and gently stroked Jun Ci's head with his fingertips, hoping to make Jun Ci feel warmth.

At least he will always be by her side.