Zhi Siguan and Ni Shang finally hugged "※

Wu Siyi still didn't know what to say. She held Ni Shang's face, and was very close to each other, and said softly, "Shang, be strong. I will call you."

Ni Shang nodded, this time she didn't say thank you. She just said lightly: "Don't be too tired, take care of yourself."

Wu Siyi nodded, looked at Jiang Zhihan again, turned around and walked towards the street waiting for her car. When she opened the car door, she turned around and waved to Ni Shang.

Seeing the car disappearing from sight, Ni Shang withdrew her head and looked at Jiang Zhiji. Jiang Zhihan could clearly see her lips as dry and cracked as if she had been exposed to the scorching sun, with many white dry shells and cracks.

Jiang Zhihan frowned, "You have drunk too little water,"

Ni Shang nodded, lowered her head and walked forward. After walking a few steps, she said, "How much was the expenses at the funeral home a few days ago? Dad said, settle the accounts clearly and pay you the money together because on the farewell day, from the restaurant to the pick-up and drop-off carts, the rental and flower arrangement of the hall were all handled by people under Jiang Zhihan. Although Ni Shang was the one who made the decision, the accounts were completely unclear.

After pausing, Ni Shang added: "This time I received a lot of gifts, which should be enough." He was cautious, as if explaining.

Jiang Zhihan nodded indifferently and asked her: "Have you finished the matter?"

Ni Shang nodded.

Jiang Zhihan said: "You should take a rest too." It is not a way to hold on like this. Xiaowei, Lin Mo, and Fangfang all said that you slept too little now."

Ni Shang shook her head, "I really can't sleep." Maybe, if you can hold on for a few more days, you will sleep for a while if you can't hold on."

As they spoke, the two went upstairs and entered the house.

When Xue Jingjing saw Ni Shang coming in, she stood up and said goodbye that she had just called home and asked her to go back. Ni Shang wanted to take her downstairs, but she stopped her at the door of the house. Xue Jingjing said, "Why should we be so polite? You should go back and have a good rest."

After seeing Xue Jingjing off, Ni Shang came back and said to Zhang Xiaowei and Lin Mo: "Xiaowei. Lin Mo, you don't have to come here often starting tomorrow. The matter has been dealt with, and the sun is so poisonous, so I'm pretty good, too."

While they were talking, Jiang Zhihan went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a watermelon, cut it into slices and put it on a plate, carried it into the living room, first handed it to Ni Shang, and then the girls took turns to come over, and finally took a slice of it themselves.

Ni Shang bit the watermelon in a small mouth and frowned slightly.

Lin Mo turned around and asked her: "Sister, isn't it delicious?"

Ni Shang said softly: "This watermelon tastes so light and is not sweet at all. Yesterday Xiaowei asked me to choose it, but it turned out that it was not good."

Jiang Zhihan was slightly stunned, turned his head, and happened to meet Zhang Wei's gaze. Both of them could see the worry in each other's eyes. The watermelon was very sweet. Perhaps it was because of excessive fatigue or depression. Ni Shang's taste buds were a little useless.

Jiang Zhihan's mind was turning, thinking that everyone was sitting here, and Ni Shang still needed to greet and talk with a good friend. Although she was a good friend, she would have to spend some energy. But if she was left alone, would she be too empty and lonely, and would she be thinking randomly? If you respond to the word "care" and hesitate, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

He looked at the girl on the sand opposite him carefully, his face was a little yellow, his eyes were covered with blood. His long-term lack of sleep made his eyes appear, his lips were chapped, and his head seemed to lose moisture, making him look a little messy and dry. Although Ni Shang was never a girl who likes to dress up, he has always cleaned himself up and neatly, and probably no longer had such thoughts these days.

Jiang Zhihan saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but he felt helpless. Although it was a cliché, maybe only time was the best weapon to heal. However, for a person like Ni Shang who is sensitive and deeply in love, even a love breakup has bothered her for many years, let alone a separation of life and death. The wounds will always be there, and I hope it will be gradually covered by the wind and sand of time.

Several people sat and talked about gossip, not very interested. Suddenly, there was a bang in the master bedroom, and Ni Shang's first reflex jumped from the sand and rushed in step by step. After a while, she walked out, shook her head and said, "It's okay, I just accidentally knocked over the water cup on the bedside table." The five of them looked at her anxiously, but Ni Shang didn't seem to notice. She sat back to the sand. She turned her head and said to Zhang Xiaowei: Xiaowei, there is only one last thing left now. My mother's cemetery has not been selected yet. I don't want her to stay in the cabinet of the funeral home."

Zhang Xiaowei said: "This matter is not urgent. I will start collecting information when I go back today.

Ni Shang stared at her eyes and was stunned for a while. Suddenly, she said excitedly: "No, I know where my mother wants to go, I know." Her tone suddenly became louder, with a little hysterical smell, and everyone looked at her worriedly.

Ni Shang grabbed Zhang Xiaowei's hand and said, "Xiaowei. Let's go and see if we're going to see now? Maybe we won't have a seat if it's too late." As she said that, she had already stood up.

Zhang Xiaowei looked at her in embarrassment, "Ni Shang, the sun is poisoning now." Your body is just around 2 pm. The hottest time of the day.

Seeing Zhang Xiaowei turning to look at her, with an expression of coming up and making up her mind, Jiang Zhihan stood up and said, "Since there is only one thing left, it's better to do it as soon as possible. I'll go and drive down the car.

Ni Shang was stunned for a moment and said, "No need. Just go Xiaowei and I, just go home first." Actually, I'll just go alone."

Jiang Zhihan looked at her, walked straight out, and said as he walked, "The Qingfeng Cemetery is so far away, it is more convenient to drive by yourself."

Ni Shang yelled and stood there. After a while, she said, "How do you know?" The girls stared at Jiang Zhihan in surprise.

Jiang Zhihan turned around at the door, "Aren't you going to Qingfeng Cemetery?"

Ni Shang said foolishly: "Yes."

Jiang Zhihan put on his shoes, "That's all. You guys will get there in five minutes, and my car will almost arrive."

Qingfeng Cemetery is where Ni Shang's grandmother buried her urn. For that big cemetery, Bai Bingyan spent a lot of money back then.

Jiang Zhihan's car was relatively large, so four were squeezed in the back seat, so the girls were not too crowded. When they arrived at the cemetery, the group went straight to the office building at the door. On such a hot afternoon, the business was quite light. A manager politely received them. He heard that Ni Shang's family had bought a luxurious cemetery here, so he became more enthusiastic. He took out the picture album and checked it carefully. It happened that the piece next to Ni Shang's grandmother's cemetery was still empty, and there were really not many people in this era of interest in such expensive things.

Ni Shang asked him about the price, and the other party said that this was going to be a bitch because it was bigger. He promoted that it could be used as a family cemetery, and several monuments were erected. It would be enough to erect one more for 300 yuan. Several girls frowned, and this was really unlucky. Ni Shang seemed to be not concerned, but hesitated about the price.

She turned her head habitually at Jiang Zhihan, as if she wanted to let him make the decision.

Jiang Zhihan asked: "What is your father's opinion?

Ni Shang said: "I asked him and he said he listened to me about this."

Jiang Zhihan didn't want to bargain with that guy there, saying that he could erect a few more monuments in the future.

People are not dead yet, and it is too unlucky to have proletarian materialism, right? So, I paid a deposit of 1,000 yuan and simply signed a contract. Even if I booked it, I would just pay the remaining amount within a week.

The group left the office, and Ni Shang said she wanted to go there to see it, so she accompanied her to her grandmother's cemetery. Qingfeng Cemetery is located in the suburbs and is on the mountain. The weather is quite cooler than the city. The greenery here is indeed good, with green trees in shade. I don't feel hot when I walk under the trees.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I finally arrived at my destination. It is located on the highest floor of the cemetery. Looking down, there are at least hundreds of dense tombstones. At the foot of the mountain, a small river winds through. The river water is much clearer than the big river. This is the so-called good Feng Shui that is backing the mountains and facing the water.

Ni Shang walked to her grandmother's tomb, and the rest stopped, and they were far away from her. Ni Shang lowered her head and murmured as if she was talking to her. After a while, she suddenly knelt down and put her face on the ground in front of the tombstone.

Jiang Zhihan has the most sensitive hearing and can hear her intermittently saying, "Grandma, I'm taking care of my mother, mom, "You are together, okay?" She didn't cry. In fact, after seeing her mother in the funeral home, Ni Shang never cried. Even when she was speaking at the farewell ceremony or seeing her farewell in the crematorium, tears never came down.

Ni Shang's face was pressed against the ground and murmured. The girls turned their heads slightly and couldn't bear to see her. Looking into the distance, the green mountains and clear waters seemed to be a good place to rest in peace.

After about ten minutes, Ni Shang was still kneeling there. The group became a little uneasy. Lin Mo glanced at Zhang Xiaowei, wondering if he should walk over to comfort her, but seeing Zhang Xiaowei standing still. She looked back at Jiang Zhihan again, Jiang Zhihan pursed her lips and stood there with no expression.

Ruan Fangfang sighed in her heart, and was about to walk over, when Ni Shang suddenly stood up. Perhaps because she had been kneeling for too long, her legs became weak and she shook. Then she stabilized her body and walked towards her.

Everyone immediately found something wrong. Ni Shang's eyes were straight and swollen. He walked along the way, as if he hadn't seen the person in front. Ruan Fangfang, who was standing in front, stretched out her hand. She walked straight past her, then Lin Mo, and then Zhang Xiaowei.

Walking until Jiang Zhihan, she suddenly threw herself into his arms, stretched out her hands and hugged his waist tightly. Her strength was so strong that Jiang Zhihan could feel pain.

In everyone's shocked eyes, Ni Shang buried her head in Jiang Zhihan's chest and suddenly burst into tears. There was no depression, no restraint, no care for everyone standing around, and no thought that Jiang Zhihan's girlfriend was behind him. She cried unscrupulously like a wounded beast.

Jiang Zhihan gently patted her back, knowing that she had finally endured it.

He lowered his head and comforted her softly. "It's OK" is OK. "It's OK."

The girls all turned their heads, but their thoughts were not something outsiders could think about.

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