Chapter 1130
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Three days later, it was Du Jiu Sheng's funeral.
His father and his mother were buried together with him.
The explosion of the abandoned factory had created a heavy toxic gas pollution, so she couldn't find Du Ling Er's ashes at all.
In the end, she couldn't do anything.
When Du Jiu Sheng was buried, there was rain that didn't stop, but when she came out of the Du Family's door.
The rain in the sky turned into snow. It was a very soft snow with a bit of ice.
There were many people who came to the funeral, most of them were friends.
Mi Tang cried very miserably and Leng Yan Si cried until he couldn't stand up.
But Luo Qingchen didn't cry.
She was wearing a black dress as she stood in front of the tombstone with her urn in her hand, personally putting the urn in.
The urn was very cold, but it wasn't as cold as her heart.
This was her first time attending the male lead's funeral and it was Du Jiu Sheng's … …
That night, she came home. She turned on the light like usual and slowly closed her eyes.
Whenever this happened before, Du Jiu Sheng would come out of the kitchen and pick her up before deeply kissing her.
He said that this was a kind of domineering possession that came from the depths of his heart and he couldn't resist it.
At that time, she had asked him what kind of mood he was in.
He said, "When I see you talking to another guy, I want to punch that guy. When I see other guys giving you gifts, I want to throw the gifts directly into the trash can and then buy the whole gift shop for you. When I see you, I can't help but want to kiss you and hug you."
This feeling was very strange, but he enjoyed it very much.
Thinking of this, her expressionless face finally revealed a faint smile.
"Ding ling." The doorbell rang and she looked over, but she didn't open the door.
In the next second, the entire door shook, and a faint ray of light shone into the dark room.
"Luo Qingchen."
She was a bit surprised. Her chaotic eyes lit up a bit, but when she saw who it was, her eyes dimmed again.
Leng Yan Si waved his hand at the welder and charged in, holding her shoulder as he said, "How long are you going to be like this, do you think he's willing to see this?"
Hearing this, Luo Qingchen sneered. Her eyes widened slightly, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She said in a trembling voice, "Can he see it?"
"He can see it, he knows it." Leng Yan Si looked at her and put a box in her arms. "This is a video we recorded when we were playing in the villa five years ago. You'll know when you see it."
Actually, Leng Yan Si knew a long time ago that Du Jiu Sheng was different from normal people.
This was because whenever he was in a bad mood, even if it was summer in the middle of July, the surroundings would still be chilly, making people shudder.
He would always be the Prince Charming of fangirls. No matter where he went, he would always be a dazzling sight.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, it was the truth.
But for Du Jiu Sheng, they would never approach him … …
"Five years ago?" Luo Qingchen frowned, her eyes flashing with surprise.
"Yeah." Leng Yan Si nodded, "You'll know once you see it."
As soon as his voice fell, he looked at the maid at the door and signaled for her to come in.
"These two bags are already delicious, eat a bit." Leng Yan Si gave a deep sigh, "No matter what, he hopes that you can live, live happily … …"
For Leng Yan Si, the fantasy in his heart was extinguished the moment he saw Luo Qingchen.
Some people's hearts were destined to never enter.
For example, Du Jiu Sheng.
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