Chapter 63: She is different from you
Li Qiao looked at the yellow ceiling above her head, her eyes were slightly red, her voice was low: "I dreamed of him last night..."
"Hey..." Zhong Jiugong sighed softly, did not say anything more, but took out a notepad from his pocket and looked at the latest schedule. "There is an initiation ceremony on Saturday at the Nanyangshan Funeral Parlour. , You come together."
"Thank you teacher." Li Qiao's voice was hoarse and dull.
The sudden backlog of emotions made her urgently in need of a cathartic outlet.
The funeral ceremony was her self-seeking way of atonement.
Because this is the deceased person's last dignity, and it is also the dignity that Huizi never got when he died because of her.
...
Not long after, the door of the conference room was knocked, and a handsome young man pushed in.
When he saw Li Qiao at first sight, his face was happy, "Xiao Li, you are here!"
Li Qiao lifted her head from the back of her chair, and nodded lightly, "Brother."
"Mo Qi, Xiaoli will go with us at the ceremony in Nanyang Mountain on Saturday. When you prepare something, remember to prepare three copies."
Hearing the sound, Mo Qi looked dazed, and his eyes looked at Li Qiao a little bit surprised, "Xiao Li go too? Then..."
"Nothing else, I'm leaving first." Li Qiao stood up and said goodbye to Zhong Jiugong, and then left the reception room.
Mo Qi stood there looking at her back when she went out, and said worriedly: "Teacher, do you really plan to let Xiaoli go with us? Didn't you say before..."
At this time, Zhong Jiugong raised his hand to interrupt Mo Qi's words, looking far away, "She is different from you. You learn funeral management and become a funeral director for high-paying employment, and she does this only to release her emotions. This time... …Just leave it to her."
Mo Qi pursed his lips and did not say a word, but his expression was not as indifferent as before.
...
On the streets of the old city, Li Qiao walked out of the association and did not leave in a hurry. She paced slowly along the sidewalk with gray tiles and brick walls, her expression cold.
Suddenly, someone behind her called her, "Xiao Li--"
Li Qiao stopped, rubbing her sweater hood with her cheeks and looking back at him blankly.
The visitor is Mo Qi.
He walked quickly along the wall, and when he stood in front of Li Qiao, he took a sigh of relief and said, "I forgot to give this to you just now."
Li Qiao looked down and saw that it was a small half-palm-sized kit, flushed like a fire, and embroidered with the word 'peace' with gold thread.
She did not answer, and asked, "What is it?"
Mo Qi scratched his head, and there was obvious tension deep in his warm eyebrows: "I went to the Buddhist academy with my teacher some time ago. At that time, I asked for two peace blessings, one for you and one for the teacher."
Li Qiao raised her eyes to look at him, but still did not answer, her tone was flat, "I don't need it, you can keep it for yourself."
"Don't, I asked for you and the teacher specially, it won't work if I keep it." Mo Qi said and passed it forward, as if worried that Li Qiao would refuse again, he suggested: "If you feel embarrassed , Or... you buy me a cup of milk tea as a courtesy. You see, the opposite is a milk tea shop."
Speaking of this, Li Qiao can't shirk any more.
She took the little kit, stuffed it into her pocket, and the two walked side by side across the street.
At the same time, just a few meters away from the roadside of the milk tea shop, the heavy windows of a black commercial vehicle were slowly lowered by half.
The glass of the car windows is very thick. If you look closely, you will find that the entire car is a specially customized bulletproof commercial vehicle.
"Master, it is Miss Li!"
The driver who drove passed Li Qiao several times and recognized her at a glance.
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