Cynthia’s Cat

Devi's expression was taken aback, "Huh? Okay, Mr. Jeffery. Our people will inform you on the day of the funeral."

"Hmm."

Soon it was the day when Creel was buried.

It was raining lightly in the sky, and the sky was very gloomy.

Those who came to the funeral were him and Leon.

Jeffery wears a black suit. He rarely wears formal clothes. He is a casual person. He works at home and does not need to wear formal clothes.

The first time was when his mother died, and this was the second time he wore formal clothes.

Jeffrey held up the **** umbrella to shield Leon and himself from the rain.

He suddenly realized that Leon's height was almost his shoulders, when Leon grew so tall.

When I saw Leon for the first time, he was very thin, because of malnutrition, he was very thin and stature.

Unexpectedly, Leon has grown so tall.

Time flies so fast.

Leon is holding a white tulip in his hand, which is Krell's favorite flower.

The white tulip represents purity. As a killer, Krell's hands are stained with blood, but he likes the purest flowers.

In Krell's heart, there is also such a pure and clean place.

It hasn't been contaminated before, but it has been carefully guarded by Krell.

Creel was lying in the coffin at this time, waiting to be buried.

The time for the burial is calculated, no one more minute or one second less.

The person who presided over the funeral was Dai Wei. This was the first time he held such a bleak funeral.

Looking at the two people attending the funeral, the deceased had too few friends!

The deceased is the big one, and she can't ask too much. This is the biggest taboo in their business.

Time is up.

Devi also finished her prayer to the deceased.

The burial began.

Because it was rainy, the burial site became even more desolate.

Leon kept his head down, the corners of his eyes were moist, and he was alone again.

Jeffrey's hand beside him suddenly placed on Leon's shoulder, "Leon, Krell is my brother, and I will take good care of you from now on."

Leon was silent for a long time, his first reaction turned out to be rejection, because he would bring misfortune to those around him.

Looking at Leon, who had been silent, Jeffrey sighed slightly. He knew Leon must be blaming him.

"Leon, are you still blaming me?"

Jeffrey's mouth raised a painful smile, "I know you are still blaming me, I blamed me for not answering the phone in time, which caused your father's death."

"no."

Leon's voice was a bit hoarse. He has never spoken since Creel died. For so many days, Leon has been silent in his own world.

Jeffery was a little surprised, "Leon, are you finally willing to speak? Great!!!"

This is the only thing to be happy about for so many days. From Leon's coma to so many days after waking up, he has not spoken.

For this matter, Jeffrey asked the doctor.

The doctor told Jeffrey that the child might not speak until he was stimulated, and there was no problem with his vocal cords.

Jeffrey was a little helpless. Leon was the first person to see Creel's death with his own eyes. Even the scene he saw was suppressed. Leon was still a child.

Such a **** scene, such a shadow, may accompany Leon throughout his life.

It would be nice if he was the first one to enter the bathroom.

It's no use thinking about anything now, and then I can only enlighten Leon slowly to get him out of the gloom.