The people of the Yan family had already received the news, and the first to rush over was Yan Ruyu, and when he rushed to the morgue, Fu Tingyuan and Hua Rong had only been here for ten minutes.

Hua Rong was squatting on the ground and holding his head and choking, this was the first time Yan Ruyu had seen Hua Rong crying like this in his life, he was in a trance for a moment, and raised his head to see the corpse lying on the iron bed covered with a white cloth.

He didn't even have the courage to open it and take a look.

His eyes fell on the drooping clump of hair, still stained with blood and fine stones, and he remembered the soft touch of her hair.

He stared at the clump of hair with black eyes, his mind full of old light and shadows, and the fragments of those memories cut his nerves and made him angina.

Yan Bing stumbled in from the outside, and when he saw the body covered by the white cloth, his legs were weak, and he couldn't stand at the door, leaning against the wall and staring ahead with red eyes.

"Why is this happening?"

He asked, a little dazed.

Why is this happening?

No one knows why this is happening.

No one knows why it became a farewell after that meeting.

None of them even had time to say goodbye to her.

When Yan Zong received the news, he was stunned for a moment in his study. Then his demeanor slowly relaxed, and he said to the person who came in to say goodbye: "Let's bury it well." Buried in the Yan family's private grave. ”

After all, he is a person who has announced his identity all over the world, and he is also a member of the Yan family, and it is not good to be buried in the cemetery.

*

Fu Tingyuan didn't go to see Luo Nan when he was cremated, and he stayed in the room where she used to live all day.

The things she had brought with her were still there, because after a month, the smell of life in her room was still very strong, and the smell of her body and perfume was still in the air.

He didn't even dare to smoke, for fear that the smell of smoke would dissipate hers.

The things she had brought with her were all in his hands, a broken phone, a damaged bank card, a broken blood-crushed dress, and finally a pair of rings.

Hua Rong didn't come over to care that he asked for the pair of rings, and no one mentioned the ownership of the rings, as if everyone knew who Luo Nan bought this pair of rings for.

Maybe in fact, she didn't plan to give it to anyone at all, she just planned to collect it herself, but they all felt that it was right to hand it over to Fu Tingyuan.

Luo Nanchu liked Fu Tingyuan, so the rest of her things were left in Fu Tingyuan's hands, and he didn't plan to return them.

After the body was cremated, Yan Bing came back with the urn.

The news of Luo Nanchu's death is still hidden, and it will soon be a funeral, and the Yan family will announce her death.

*

On the day the news of Luo Nan's first death was released, Tang Tian saw it on TV.

It's still daytime in England, but it's already night, and her mind is blank for a long time as she sits on the bed and watches the news.

Xiao Fengting came out of the bathroom, and saw Tang Tian sitting there stunned, he walked over and hugged the person, and heard Tang Tian say softly in a trembling voice: "I want to go to England." ”

Xiao Fengting's gentle eyebrows were slightly gloomy for a moment, and then hugged her slightly, "Huh?" ”

She had been imprisoned by him in this world for a long time, and this was the first time Tang Tian had asked him, he lowered his eyes and looked at the woman's soft and delicate small facial features, and there was no emotion on his face.

But Tang Tian knew that he refused.

He wouldn't even let her out of the door of this villa. Take a hundred plating of the latest chapter of "Spoiling Wife Like Life: Fu Shao, Hidden Marriage, Please Keep a Low Profile Paw Book House" to read for free for the first time.