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Li Xuan ignored the housekeeper and went straight to her grandmother's bedroom.

In the bedroom, the old man was still lying on the bed, as if he was asleep.

Li Xuan stood at the door, but her steps were so heavy that she couldn't lift it anymore.

Li Jinzhen heard the movement behind him, and turned his head to look at Li Xuan.

Then, Lin Ya'an came over and said to Li Xuan: "You are back, the old lady said that she wanted to see you before she breathed, but unfortunately, she still didn't have time to ......."

Li Xuan's tears fell at this moment.

She walked up to her grandmother's body and looked at the old man, who was already emaciated.

Before stepping into this room, Li Xuan still felt that she couldn't cry because she didn't have a deep relationship with her grandmother.

But when she stepped into the room, she couldn't control her emotions anymore.

She wasn't hysterical, and the tears fell silently.

Li Jinzhen's expression was sad, but he still maintained a calm posture, looking at his old mother who had left.

He said to Li Xuan: "Your grandmother said that she has lived a lifetime and owes you the most." ”

Li Xuan didn't speak, and tears fell on the old lady's arm.

The old lady was wearing her favorite Tang costume before her death, closed her eyes, and her expression was still serious.

It is precisely because of her seriousness that Li Xuan never gets close to her.

Now, she is gone, but who is still serious?

Lin Ya'an was wearing a black dress, although the funeral was solemn, she still wore a touch of sexiness.

The waist of the skirt is just right, and her slender waist is not well handled, and her hair is also carefully groomed, beautiful and exquisite, and she can't find anything wrong, she is the mistress of this family.

Li Xuan watched as her grandmother was carried out of the bedroom.

She didn't hold back, and she didn't cry anymore.

She knows that sooner or later people have to leave, and they can't stay.

Li Jinzhen and Lin Ya'an followed the body that was carried out and walked to the front hall together, presumably, the mourning hall there was almost built.

……

The night was thick like a thin layer of mist.

Li Xuan looked out through the window.

In the front hall, except for relatives and friends, most of them are fresh faces that Li Xuan doesn't recognize.

Li Xuan is not close to the Li family, and most of those distant relatives she has never met.

In the hallway, high heels and leather shoes fall on the floor with a staggered rhythm.

Soon, Lin Yan's voice came from outside the door.

In the corridor, Lin Yan dragged Lin Zhao, who was walking inside.

Lin Yan said emotionally: "Lin Zhao, what are you doing?" ”

Lin Zhao's face was very bad, he had seen enough of Lin Yan's clumsy performance in front of everyone, he just wanted to find a quiet place to stay for a while.

Lin Yan dragged his arm unrelentingly, and stared at him with red eyes: "Lin Zhao, don't think I don't know what you want to do, don't you just want to find Li Xuan?" You feel sorry for her, don't you? ”

Lin Zhao didn't bother to explain to her, and said coldly: "You let go!" ”

"I won't let it go! Am I wrong? Don't think I don't know your little thoughts, yesterday you came back drunk and treated me as Li Xuan in bed......"

"Have you said enough?" Lin Zhao looked at her viciously.

Lin Zhao was completely enraged by Lin Yan, but Lin Yan didn't think so, and continued to be aggressive: "Li Shenxing is standing outside, you have the ability to snatch Li Xuan back from him!" ”

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