The next morning, the sky was gray and smiling. Meng Yan presided over the ashes of Lan, and looked at the stone tablet erected inside. Everyone’s eyes became dim.

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Everyone is holding a bunch of chrysanthemums in their hands, and when it comes to offering flowers, everyone becomes very silent. As chrysanthemums are put one after another, Qin Miaomiao believes that Lan has completely left this world. She resists her sadness and becomes the last person to offer flowers to him. The process of bowing three times is particularly long.

Lan friend, I hope everyone can always miss him in their hearts. I miss him. He is really kind, he laughs and brings us positive energy.

With Meng Yan’s words, Qin Miao Miao couldn’t help but put her head on Lu Qing’s shoulder. Her eyes were fixed on the tombstone photo. The photo Lan was so vivid and full of vitality that she looked like a sunny teenager.

Simon, Simon, everyone’s gone, so let’s go home.

Qin Miao Miao looked at Lu Qing. Can I come to see him often?

Lu Qing nodded of course

Narrowing her eyes, she finally glanced at the Lan tombstone Qin Miaomiao and Lu Qing turned and left.

Not far away, a young girl wearing a white dress and black sunglasses appeared behind them. When everyone left, she walked safely to Lan’s tombstone. She took off her sunglasses and looked at the tombstone photo and burst into tears.

Brother, I’m late.

As the girl was heartbroken and cried, she knelt heavily on the slate, and her hands stroked the photographer again and again. At last, hatred emerged in her mouth. I will help you avenge my brother, don’t worry, I will not let you die unsatisfied:

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Qin Miao Miao’s right eyelid kept jumping from the cemetery and left the car eyelid, so he never stopped fighting.

What’s the matter?

I-I don’t know what’s wrong. I’m so flustered.

Hearing Qin Miaomiao’s words, Lu Qing’s eyes became trance. He gently held her hand and said in a comforting tone, It’s okay that your mood fluctuated too quickly when you bowed just now.

Really?

When have I ever lied to you?

Qin Miao Miao obediently listened to Lu Qing’s words and tried to adjust her breath.

Sometimes Qin Miao Miao is simply reassuring. Lu Qing casually said a word, and she listened carefully. Suddenly she found that some things were too careless before.

Simon, Simon, promise me not to be sad again.

Lu Qing’s words hurt her heart. She didn’t want to be sad, but how can she face life and work calmly when the child has not been found yet?

With a baby around him, you will be conspicuous wherever you go. You can’t even keep a low profile. Think about letting the child stay with you for a few more days and let Lu Qing worry, but he really can’t stand it. It’s too much trouble to take care of the child. He found a public phone and called Lu Qing.

Your cell phone is ringing.

Qin Miaomiao handed him Lu Qing’s mobile phone and saw that it was a strange number. He pressed the answer key Hello.

Liu Qing, do you know who I am?

Hearing his voice, Lu Qing consciously stepped on the brakes and scared Qin Miaomiao’s heart to speed up.

Who are you?

Qin Miao Miao heard that Lu Qing’s tone became very cautious, and her whole person became cautious.

Do you really want to hear your son cry now?

You took my son. Who the hell are you?

Lu Qing got excited and smashed the steering wheel with a fist.

Qin Miaomiao heard his tone, and the whole person panicked and murmured, What happened to him?

Lu Qing saw that the spirit was close to the brink of collapse. Qin Miaomiao put her arms around her shoulder and fought back her hatred for him, forcing herself to speak calmly. What do you want?

That’s the way you talk to me. What do you think I want? Guess.

The other party is mystifying. He has worn away Lu Qing’s patience bit by bit, and then he said, I want to know if my son is ok now.

Don’t worry, your son is obedient. If he doesn’t listen, I can mix some sleeping pills with milk, and soon he will fall asleep without making any noise.

Lu Qingxin, who is suspected of being abnormal, tightened up because of his words. He clenched his fist and hated that he couldn’t vent it on the other side, so he threatened, If you lay a finger on the child, I will make your life hell.