However, at that moment, an untimely voice appeared in my ear.
"Xu Ruo".
"Huh?" I looked over instinctively and saw that it was Song Qingrong.
What brings you here?
Song Qingrong still looked very haggard, her face and lips were a little pale. She walked towards me and looked at the Gu's Song and Dance Troupe and said, "Mom wants to hold a happy funeral for Dad."
"So I came here to take a look."
"A celebratory funeral?" I was somewhat surprised.
Song Qingrong nodded and said, "Yes, Mom said she didn't want others to think that our family was empty after Dad passed away, and she also wanted Dad to leave in a grand manner."
“I heard that there is a shop here that specializes in this kind of thing, so I came here.”
"I didn't expect to run into you here."
“You forgot, I’m nearby.” I pointed to the other end of the street.
Song Qingrong said apologetically, "I've been quite tired these past two days, and my memory isn't very good."
I smiled and said, "It's okay."
"Do you want to go in and take a look?"
“Yes,” Song Qingrong nodded.
"I'll go in with you," I said after thinking for a moment.
"No need, you must have other things to do. I can manage on my own." Song Qingrong shook her head.
"I originally wanted to go in and take a look, but I was a bit socially anxious and gave up. It's good that you're here, we have company." I made up a reason and pulled Song Qingrong inside. "Let's go."
"It's getting late, everyone'll be off work soon."
"Okay... alright." Song Qingrong looked at me suspiciously, but in the end she followed me inside.
Sometimes, that's just how fate works.
When I didn't want to come in, Song Qingrong appeared and gave me a reason I couldn't refuse.
Even though Song Qingrong did not make any request.
But when I see her, I want to stay with her.
Besides, she's only eighteen years old; she shouldn't have to go through so much.
Being with her at this time is the greatest sense of security for her.
Before long, we entered the Gu Family Song and Dance Troupe.
Once inside, I saw several men and women practicing dancing and singing. Unlike other shops on this street, this place was clearly more formal and even had a reception desk.
As soon as we entered, the receptionist politely asked, "Gentlemen, is there anything you need?"
Song Qingrong asked somewhat nervously, "I'd like to invite some people..."
Before she could finish speaking, I interrupted her, saying, "It's like this, someone in the family has passed away, and we want to have a grand funeral."
The receptionist nodded: "Please come with me, both of you."
"I wonder what your needs are?"
"The price shouldn't be too high, just someone who sings well and dances nicely," I said. "If possible, could you show us your services, or have someone perform for us first?"
The receptionist was clearly surprised when she heard what I said.
At the same time, I also felt Song Qingrong's gaze. I turned my head and smiled at her, indicating that she could rest assured.
I know very well that at our age, we are easily looked down upon or even taken advantage of, no matter where we are. If we let Song Qingrong make her demands, we will most likely be taken advantage of and fleeced in the end.
Business people don't care whether it's a funeral or a celebration.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go find our team leader," the receptionist said after leading us to the rest area.
"Okay." I nodded.
After everyone left, Song Qingrong said in a low voice, "Xu Ruo, aren't we asking for too much?"
"I only want to invite two people..."
"Don't worry, let's take a look first."
"Okay... I believe you."
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