Zhang Lihong was pushed to the ground by her.

"Bai Jing!"

Suddenly a heavy sound came from the door, Bai Jing's footsteps paused, and the sound seemed to have magic power, sober her, and suddenly collapsed.

"what……"

The porridge in her hand fell to the ground again, and her small body collapsed to the ground.

The tall figure quickly reached her, bent over, reached out, grabbed her arm, and pulled her up.

Bai Jing cried loudly and thought, like a child who lost his way and couldn't find a home, she clasped her tight shirt tightly.

The cry of a girl who lost her father, who has always been with her, caught the hearts of everyone present.

Yanru stretched out her arms and gave Bai Jing a comforting hug.

He knew that this time made her stop crying, even more cruel.

Always make her cry for a while.

When Grandma left, Xuanxu cried in front of the Lingtang for a few days and nights, and it took more than a month to come out of the sorrow.

To Bai Jing, it seemed like the sky was falling.

Bai Jing buried her face in Yan Rusheng's chest and wept. Until the person who changed clothes to Bai Lisong came, Yan Rusheng patted her on the back and calmed her softly.

Bai Jing's tears burst into tears again, and she nodded, crying silently.

...

Bai Lisong's funeral was handled by Yan Rusheng. How to say, Bai Lisong is his life-saving benefactor.

I have asked Bai Jing that they have no relatives at home, and because they are too far away from Kyoto, none of them came.

Zhang Lihong was always by Bai Jing's side. After a few days, her well-maintained face seemed to be stunned a lot.

Bai Lisong's funeral was over and everyone left the cemetery.

Several black cars parked at the door of the cemetery. They were also a few friends who spoke like Lu Yinan and Ming Ansheng.

Su Shi kept playing with Bai Jing's hands, and they followed Yan Rusheng behind him.

Xu Xu didn't come. On this occasion, Mu Li and Yan Weihong insisted not to let her come, so Bai Lisong's funeral never appeared.

"Xiao Jing." Out of the gate of the cemetery, Zhang Lihong called Bai Jing.

Bai Jing stopped, slowly turned to look at her, his eyes were cold and sparse.

Zhang Lihong reached out and held Bai Jing's hand, her voice almost begged, "Go home with your mother and give her a chance?"

Her attitude and tone were sincere.

Bai Jing lowered her head and kept silent, she frowned slightly as if hesitating.

Yan Rusheng had reached the side of the car and turned to see the scene. He put his hands in his pants pockets and stood there waiting for them.

"Xiao Jing, your father is gone, and no one can take care of you. Just go with your mother, okay?"

Zhang Lihong said rubbing her eyes again, her eyes quickly turned red.

Bai Jing moved her lips, and didn't rush to answer her. She turned her head, but carefully turned her eyes to Yan Rusheng.

No words are spoken.

"Bai Jing ..." Su Ying stood aside, grabbing Bai Jing's hem and gently pulling.

Bai Jing didn't say anything. She lifted her feet and walked towards Yan Rusheng. She stopped about two steps away from Yan Rusheng and lowered her head to say something.

He was taken a step ahead by saying, "You are going to college, you can decide according to your own heart."

He said that it would cover everything she would go to school in the future.

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