The weather was very good when Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang were buried.

Chen Qianqing and Lu Zhengfei drove to the cemetery early in the morning. After taking the urn at the storage room, they carried it to the designated cemetery.

The stone tombstone is engraved with the names and photos of Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang.

The staff from the cemetery came over, put salt, tea, rice and beans in the tombstone, and then made some soil in and covered it thinly.

The man said to Chen Qianqing and Lu Zhengfei: "Put the urn in."

Chen Qianqing and Lu Zhengfei were holding an urn, Chen Qianqing was holding Liu Huamei, and Lu Zhengfei was holding Chen Qingyang. Originally, Chen Qingyun asked if she needed her to come and help, but Chen Qianqing refused.

So at this time, there were only two people standing in front of the tombstones of Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qianqing bent down and put the urn in. His expression was a little dazed, and he watched Lu Zhengfei put Chen Qingyang's urn next to Liu Huamei.

The staff said: "Let's go and grab three handfuls of soil and cover them on their urns. This is a blessing for future generations."

Chen Qianqing went to grab three handfuls of soil and placed them on the urns of Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang.

Lu Zhengfei stood still and the staff looked at him strangely: "Aren't you a family member?"

Lu Zhengfei smiled bitterly: "I think so."

Chen Qianqing lowered his head and said nothing. After someone came to seal the tombstone with cement, he took out a white towel from his bag and wiped the dust on the tombstone bit by bit.

Lu Zhengfei squatted down and placed some tributes and a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstones of Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang.

After finishing all this, Chen Qianqing and Lu Zhengfei were burning paper money and burning the clothes they brought to Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang.

Liu Huamei believed in Christianity, so she could not burn paper money, nor could she burn incense. Chen Qianqing watched their clothes burn into ashes in the fire, and her whole body was out of divine.

Lu Zhengfei quietly held Chen Qianqing's hand.

Chen Qianqing said: "Let's go."

Lu Zhengfei nodded, held Chen Qianqing's hand and walked forward slowly.

Chen Qianqing sat in the passenger seat and felt as if he was about to lose weight. He gasped slightly, then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Lu Zhengfei started the car and took Chen Qianqing away from the cemetery.

Everything seemed to have passed. But Lu Zhengfei was more and more worried about the person around him, and there was no other reason - Chen Qianqing was quiet. Apart from the loss of composure on the first day, he didn't even shed tears, and his face was covered with a silence, making people wonder what he was thinking.

Coupled with his worrying mental state, Lu Zhengfei didn't know how to comfort Chen Qianqing.

Crying is a way to vent sad emotions, but when you feel sad, you can't even cry.

Lu Zhengfei had never tasted this kind of taste, so in the face of Chen Qianqing's reaction, he had no way to guess what Chen Qianqing was thinking.

After the funeral is over, we will start to deal with other matters.

Chen Qianqing was not worried about compensation for the family of the driver who caused the accident. He knew that such a thing would be very easy to deal with after Lu Zhengfei came forward.

Sure enough, the day after Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang were buried, Lu Zhengfei gave the compensation to Chen Qianqing.

Eight hundred thousand, two lives, not even as much as the pocket money Lu Zhengfei gave him, Chen Qianqing felt a sarcasm when he took the money.

This 800,000 is nothing to Chen Qianqing, but it is very attractive to ordinary families.

When Chen Qianqing packed his luggage and was about to go to school in City A, Chen Qingyu found him.

Chen Qingyu came to Chen Qianqing's home alone with some fruits.

Chen Qianqing looked at Chen Qianqing coldly, his expression full of irony.

Chen Qingyu was a little guilty when she was stared at by Chen Qianqing, but she looked at Lu Zhengfei and seemed to have courage. She said, "Qianqing, before your father left, I had already agreed to sell that house... to our family."

As she said that, she took out an agreement from her pocket with Chen Qingyang's signature on it.

Chen Qianqing took the agreement and glanced at it, raised her eyes: "Do you want that house?"

Chen Qingyu said: "It's not that my aunt wants to take advantage of you. Qianqing, I, a woman, really can't help me with Xiaohui... You see, your father has left too, so you can fulfill his last wish."

Chen Qianqing looked at Chen Qingyu and suddenly realized that Chen Qianqing was locked up in his previous life, and it might be a good thing not to see Chen Qingyu's face. Because until his death, Chen Qianqing originally felt that he had a family who loved him and loved him.

Chen Qianqing said: "What if I don't agree?"

Chen Qingyu sighed and looked at Lu Zhengfei, who was sitting next to Chen Qianqing without saying a word: "Before your parents died, I didn't know about you and Xiao Lu, right?"

Chen Qianqing said: "Do you know?"

Chen Qingyu said: "Men like men, and I don't want to talk about you, aunt, but if others know, what will they think of you? How do you think of your father and your mother?"

However, Chen Qianqing's next move was to slowly tear the agreement that Chen Qingyu showed him. He teared it and said, "Chen Qingyu, you can try it, but I promise you will regret it."

Chen Qingyu was so angry that her face turned pale by Chen Qianqing's actions. She said, "You tear it, that's an attachment!"

Chen Qianqing didn't want to spend his energy on this, so he said, "Lu Zhengfei, you can do it."

Lu Zhengfei looked at Chen Qingyu and looked like he was looking at a dead person.

Chen Qingyu carried the bag and left while scolding. She was not stupid, and it was obvious that Lu Zhengfei was not a good guy.

Chen Qianqing said: "Go back to school."

Lu Zhengfei reached out to hug Chen Qianqing.

Because of this, Chen Qianqing went to school for more than ten days late. However, after asking about his absence, the class director generously gave him a holiday and told him that he would say hello to the school.

Chen Qianqing arrived at the school, put her luggage at Lu Zhengfei's house, and then went to the rental house first.

Zhu Mao has been to school for more than ten days, and he also called Chen Qianqing during this period, so he naturally knew what was happening at Chen Qianqing's home.

When Chen Qianqing walked in, he was replacing wood chips for his little hamster. As soon as he looked up, he saw Chen Qianqing with a blank expression. Zhu Mao said, "Qianqing, you are back."

Chen Qianqing nodded, reached out and touched her fat so that she almost turned into a bunch of lumps.

Zhu Mao opened his mouth and wanted to say something to comfort Chen Qianqing, but he couldn't say it when he was right. After a long time, he said, "Qianqing, don't be too sad."

Chen Qianqing nodded.

Compared to before the holiday, Chen Qianqing became thinner. His face was so pale that he was not very white, with slightly longer hair and delicate eyebrows and eyes, he looked like an unpopular doll.

Zhu Mao felt uncomfortable when he looked at Chen Qianqing like this, and he gave Chen Qianqing a heavy hug.

Chen Qianqing said slowly: "I may not go to school anymore."

Zhu Mao was stunned: "Why don't you go to school?"

Chen Qianqing said: "Because I'm sick."

Zhu Mao was surprised and said, "Qianqing, why are you sick?"

Chen Qianqing said, "The disease cannot be cured." He felt that he was going crazy.

Countless memories and voices entangled him, making him restless and sleepless. The calmness he showed was almost an illusion, and he didn't even know when he would completely collapse.

When Zhu Mao heard Chen Qianqing say this, his first reaction was cancer. He said: "Qianqing, don't give up! My grandfather also got cancer, but he has lived for many years."

Chen Qianqing burst into laughter and said, "I'm lying to you."

Zhu Mao looked at Chen Qianqing suspiciously, as if he didn't believe his words.

Chen Qianqing said, "I'll come back to see you... I'll leave later. I'll pay the rent. Don't worry, you can live there. Maybe I'll come back in the future."

Zhu Mao said, "Don't! You're leaving, I'll go back to live in the dormitory! Xiaohua is no longer there... Qianqing, will you really come back?"

Chen Qianqing said: "Who knows." He didn't know if he could still return to a normal life.

Lu Zhengfei was waiting for Chen Qianqing outside the door, and he said, "Qianqing, do you really want to go to school?"

He used to lock Chen Qianqing up and refused to let Chen Qianqing go to school, but now he has become a beg of Chen Qianqing to go to school.

Chen Qianqing said, "I can't go." There is nothing to go well. He has never been Chen Qianqing, nor has he become Chen Qianqing. He has been a crappy imitator from beginning to end.

Lu Zhengfei said: "I asked someone to go and go to the school leave... You see when you want..." He didn't say much about the following words, but Chen Qianqing and Lu Zhengfei both knew the meaning.

Chen Qianqing said: "As soon as possible." According to his plan, he should have agreed to Han Huaiyun's proposal, but when Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang died, he decided to let the flow.

Whether it is Lu Zhengfei, Liu Huamei and Chen Qingyang's death, or his future destiny to follow the established trajectory, he will suffer one by one.

Because these are all what he deserves.

Rebirth may not mean change, but it just means that you have to swallow these sufferings again.

After returning to Lu Zhengfei's residence, a little flower who had been running to somewhere suddenly emerged. Chen Qianqing looked at the little flower who was meowing at his feet, and his eyes were filled with indifference.

It was as if the cute little life in front of him could no longer arouse his interest. No matter how cute it was, it had nothing to do with him.

It's a feeling of being separated from the entire world.

Lu Zhengfei said: "The little flower grows so fast."

Chen Qianqing looked at Lu Zhengfei calmly, and his eyes made Lu Zhengfei's back chill. Until then, he finally realized that Chen Qianqing's condition was so serious that he could not wait.

Because in those eyes that should have filled life, there was a dead silence that could not be ignored. He was clearly looking at you, but you would feel that his eyes had already swam away and were scattered in an unknown direction.

Lu Zhengfei knew that he could not delay any more, so he said, "Qianqing, let's go see a doctor right away."

Chen Qianqing turned his head, said nothing, and slowly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!