Chapter 2778

"No half bowls, how much is this?"

"Her body function is different from ordinary people. Ordinary people are hungry for two or three days, already hungry, but she doesn't feel at all, indicating that she is anorexia. Although it is mild anorexia, she eats a small bowl at a time. It is also very reluctant, only step by step!"

Mu Yazhe sat silently on the sofa with a dark face.

In these few days, Yun Shishi attended the Gu Xingze memorial service, and the things attacked by the fans were overwhelming on the Internet.

Many fans have tried to understand the relationship between Gu Xingze's death and Yunshi poetry. There are also many paparazzi teams who want to sneak into the hospital and dig deep into the news. Naiyu Shengyu Group has sent a lot of manpower to keep the hospital guarded.

Those abominable paparazzi are simply inaccessible.

Although many journalists have given up, there are still some people who are still obsessed with it.

When Qin Zhou came to the hospital, Yun Shishi only slept, and Mu Yazhe was gently covering his quilt.

He went to the door, the door of the ward was not closed, and he gently licked the door.

Mu Yazhe looked over and saw him and immediately went to the door.

"How is the poetry?"

Qin Zhou asked her, but she saw that Mu Yazhe's face was bleak. His mind was delicate and he probably knew that the situation was not optimistic.

"I have never eaten in a few days."

"Don't eat?"

"If I come back from the memorial service, I will not eat, call her name, and I don't feel it."

"..."

Qin Zhou screwed his eyebrows.

Mu Yazhe squinted at the embarrassed heart, wondering what, and asked. "how is he?"

Qin Zhou naturally knows who he is referring to in his mouth!

"It has already been cremated."

"Which cemetery was buried in?"

Qin Zhou took a moment and immediately said, "Jing'an cemetery. However, it is only symbolic to retain a part of the ashes, set up a monument, and leave it to those fans who love him. The rest have already been Handled."

"Additional treatment?"

"Ok."

For his surprise, Qin Zhou laughed and said, "Xingze’s diary reads that if he leaves the world, he hopes to be free and not bound. It is indeed trapped in such a small tomb, indeed Too lonely. I climbed Mo Lingfeng yesterday, and on the summit, I personally spilled his ashes into the valley. The wind will definitely take him where he wants to go."

Despite some reservations, this is Qin Zhou’s selfishness.

He should have sprinkled Gu Xingze's ashes into the free wind without any exposure.

But he was afraid, so he thought of him in the future, and there was no object of mourning.

Therefore, a small part of the ashes was buried in the Jing'an cemetery.

It is also a thought.

Qin Zhou suddenly took a memory disk from the bag and handed it to him.

Mu Yazhe took over and frowned in suspiciously. "What is this?"

"This is what I found when I was sorting out the relics of Xingze. It was a video, perhaps a poem for poetry."

Qin Zhou left.

Mu Yazhe looked at the memory disk in his hand, went back to the ward, glanced at the Yunshi poem lying on the bed, and took a deep look at the memory disk in his hand. Finally, his eyes fell on the ward, so big. On the TV screen.

......

In the darkness, Yun Shishi heard the voice of Gu Xingze.

"Poetry?"

"Poetry..."

"Xing Ze, where are you?"

(End of this chapter)

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