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Love and Hate Sleep (7) Gifts for the Dead(2/2)

Long Pei walked up to her, stared at his daughter closely, and said in a low voice, "We will send Yan'er off in the afternoon. The cemetery has been selected, and it will be next to your mother's tombstone."

***************Looking for the dividing line of monthly tickets******************

Bai Yan's body stiffened, as if someone had discovered the deepest secret in his heart, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face. He suddenly realized that perhaps neither you nor Nan Si understood him as well as Madam.

"Madam, there is no question of whether you are worthy or not, only whether you are willing or not." Bai Yan raised a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.zvxc.

Gu Mingxi's calm expression did not change much. He turned his head to look at Bai Yan, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless and without any color, like a person with no desires and no soul.

"Ru Bing, can you help me take down Yan'er's favorite white dress?" Gu Mingxi didn't look at her, but seemed to be saying to her, more like saying to herself, "Yan'er doesn't like yellow ones.

skirt, and I also want to give her a beautiful braid."

Frowning his brows, he whispered softly, "Bai Yan knows what path he is going to take. Thank you, madam, for your concern. Although the lady is gone, there are still many days to come. Madam cannot keep immersed in the sorrow of the past. She should come out of it as soon as possible.

Life will always take a turn for the better.”

"That's not what I'm talking about." Gu Mingxi pursed his lips, and his voice was as calm as a straight line, without any change in amplitude.

It was the first time that I admitted that I loved a man in front of people other than Nan Si and Your Excellency, and I didn't feel ashamed. I looked at Madam with uneasy eyes, and I was a little worried that she wouldn't be able to accept it.

Gu Mingxi and Bai Xi slowly threw the paper into the brazier with their fingers. The firelight dimmed her eyes and could not warm her dead heart.

When he turned around and was about to leave, a cool voice came from behind him, "Is it that difficult for you to take a bite of the cake made by Yan'er?"
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