Chapter 307 I Didn’t Mean to Lie to You
When no one relies on you, you must grow up and see the truth in front of you.
As for Anping, he still longs to return to his grandmother's house, where he remembers the delicious food and the people of his hometown. It's the place he always wants to go back to. He was also an ordinary teenager who was once full of ambition, telling everyone what kind of person he wanted to be and where he would shine in the future.
The current situation was something he had never imagined.
No one is around, and he is the only one leading the way. He must let go of all his innocence and mature little by little.
He Jingsi saw Anping's reaction without any extra thoughts, just feeling sad.
For the first time, he began to doubt himself. Could he really go through with the decision to do it again? Was he wrong?
He fell into doubt and Anping stopped talking.
"Let's not say anything in front of Yi Ze, otherwise he won't be able to leave peacefully."
Anping wiped away her tears, picked up the hat on the ground and put it on.
"The burial will be held soon, so go and clean up and come over."
He went to tidy up the things in front of him and stopped talking.
He Jingsi turned and left. He was actually very familiar with the decoration here. In Jiang City, there were many places of theirs, and the decoration was the same.
There was no wind in the mourning hall, as if He Jingsi was just a passerby.
Over there, Feng Ze had blocked the news. Inside the luxuriously decorated mourning hall, a coffin was placed at the deepest part.
The closed coffin does not allow people to see anything inside.
Compared to Anping, there were quite a lot of people here, but they were all dressed in the same uniform and no one was talking. The atmosphere was serious and extremely depressing.
Feng Ze stood in the center, facing a pile of white flowers and wreaths.
"Boss, the time has come."
Someone reminded me.
"Let's go."
Someone took away the paper burning basin, and some people started to lift the coffin, little by little.
Feng Ze was holding a black and white photo. This photo was taken secretly by someone below him when he first found Le Mo.
Who knew it would be the last one.
Regret and pain rolled in my heart, intertwined into a ball.
Until they walked quite far, someone blocked their way in front of them.
"stop!"
It was a woman's voice. Feng Ze stopped where he was and quickly hid the photo behind him.
"Xiaoxiao."
Feng Ze shouted, trying to cover up something.
"Why are you here now?"
"Who's in there?"
"A friend."
Feng Ze spoke in a light tone, as if he was talking about someone who was unimportant.
"A friend is not worth all the trouble you put into holding a funeral, Feng Ze, and you're still lying to me!"
Xiaoxiao's eyes were red and she didn't dare to look at the coffin. Her fingers were shaking.
"Xiaoxiao, I didn't mean to lie to you..."
Xiaoxiao could no longer listen. She only knew that this man had deceived her and even made her almost miss his funeral.
"Feng Ze, you didn't even let me see you for the last time. You have such a cruel heart!"
Xiaoxiao approached the coffin, touched it with her hand, and burst into tears.
"Xiao Mo, this is my Xiao Mo..."
Xiaoxiao is not very old, and she looks very good, so you can't tell that she is a mother who has given birth to a child.
She screamed at the top of her lungs, calling Le Mo's name over and over again, and finally collapsed on the ground, refusing to let the coffin leave her.
"Xiaoxiao, I know you're sad, but can we bury Xiaomo first?"
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