Am I the one who was wronged?

As July approached, the sun's heat in the air became more and more sinister.

From early morning, when the sun rises from the horizon, the light is too bright, and at noon, the setting sun starts to become scorching.

The specially planted green vegetation is wilted in the sun, and the edges of the leaves are slightly scorched and curled up, looking listless.

Ling'an Cemetery has a long history and a beautiful environment, and is well-known in City A.

It's not the Jiang family's private cemetery, but it has been leased by the Jiang family for a long time. The original contract period was 70 years, and now there are more than ten years left.

The former ancestors of the Jiang family, Jiang Tao and Jiang Ruan who died some time ago, were all buried here.

Steward Wang received the news and waited early at the gate of the cemetery.

After ten o'clock, a low-key black luxury car drove over from a distance, parked at the gate of the cemetery, and a slender boy got down from it.

Beige T-shirt, paired with loose light-colored trousers, against the bright sunshine, youthful.

The soft black hair rests on the cheeks, setting off the white complexion and delicate features of the palm-sized face.

Steward Wang was dazzled by the glowing white face, and was a little dazed before he recognized him, and slowly came up to him, "Master Yiyi."

I haven't seen him for a while, but Steward Wang's condition doesn't look very good. His expression is haggard, his hair is pale, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are very obvious. His cloudy eyes sized him up for a long time.

Finally, it landed on his slightly long black hair, with a hoarse voice, "Master Yiyi, have you returned to vulgarity?"

From the beginning to the end, Butler Wang called him that.

After all, he was calling his own young master, which sounded closer than calling him young master Jiang.

They all nodded, it was not a big deal for him to return to vulgarity.

There is no deliberate publicity, and what should be known will be known sooner or later.

On the contrary, Butler Wang saw that although he was tidy, there was not even a single wrinkle on his body.

But he was wearing an old whitish dress, and his elbows were slightly balled, so he was a little puzzled.

What's the matter, is the Jiang family going bankrupt? They don't even have the butler's overalls?

After thinking about it, he asked his doubts, "What's the situation with the Jiang family now?"

Steward Wang approached slowly, and when he heard him speak directly, his eyes showed some shock, "Master Yiyi, has your throat been healed?"

They were all a little speechless, so what a surprise.

If he doesn't speak, it doesn't necessarily mean that his throat is a problem. Why doesn't he want to talk?

"...My voice has always been good. I didn't speak before because I was practicing closed mantra. Who told you that there is something wrong with my voice."

Butler Wang thought for a while, "This..."

Yes, it seems that no one really said it was a throat problem.

Master Yi has not been very close to his parents and brothers since he returned to the Jiang family.

No one in the Jiang family deliberately mentioned what happened to his throat.

No one explained the matter clearly. Seeing that Young Master Yi didn't speak, they naturally thought it was a throat problem and they couldn't speak, and they felt it was a pity.

Good young master, good-looking and good-natured, but he can't speak, what a pity.

Seeing that he was able to speak normally, Steward Wang was happy for him from the bottom of his heart, and looked at him with squinted eyes, "It's good to be able to talk, it's good to be able to talk."

The housekeeper became a little happier, and told him about the Jiang family's situation.

At the beginning when Liu Yi left Jiang's house quietly, Mr. Jiang was very angry and became very angry, trying to find connections to arrest Liu Yi.

If they didn't find it, they spread all their anger on Jiang Ruo and wanted to drive Jiang Ruo out of Jiang's house.

Steward Wang saw that Jiang Ruo was pitiful. The older child was only about the height of his knees and didn't understand anything.

How would he live if his mother ran away and ignored him, and was kicked out of Jiang's house.

It doesn't cost much money to keep someone in the Jiang family to support them, and the child's surname is Jiang, and he is the young master of the Jiang family.

I really couldn't bear it, so I persuaded Mr. Jiang a few words.

As a result, Mr. Jiang was angered. Not only did Jiang Ruo fail to stay in the Jiang family, but he was also angered by Mr. Jiang. He lost his job as housekeeper of the Jiang family and was assigned to take care of the flowers and plants in the greenhouse.

Eat and live with ordinary servants, do the same work, and only have two days off every month to rest.

I am usually busy from morning to night, without a moment of rest.

He was old, no younger than the others in the conservatory, so he couldn't stand being so busy.

If it wasn't for Mr. Jin's orders this time, he wouldn't even be able to leave the greenhouse.

They all listened quietly, only thinking that his father, Mr. Jiang, was also a strange person.

He is cruel and merciless, he doesn't care about anyone except himself, and he always likes to do things to the extreme, without any thought of leaving a way out.

However, Mr. Jiang was able to retreat with all his attention every time.

Since Jiang Yu's accident, several owners of Jiang's villa have died and gone crazy, but Mr. Jiang is still fine, and he is very powerful.

Could it be that, as the saying goes, gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people and dare not get close?

After talking about the situation of Jiang's family, Steward Wang showed a little sleepiness on his face. He raised his hand to beat his sore waist, and moved his stiff legs and feet a little.

He smiled reluctantly, "Let's go, Master Yi, I will take you to see Master Xiaoyu's tomb."

Walking up the mountain along the stone steps, he talked to Yiyi about the situation of Ling'an Cemetery in a low voice, "Although the fees here are more expensive, the management of the cemetery is very complete, and there are people who are responsible for cleaning and offering sacrifices.

Someone will come over to clean and change the flowers every week. Don't worry, the ashes of Master Xiaoyu are buried here and will be well taken care of. "

Butler Wang is very willing to take this trip. He has served the Jiang family for many years, and he has long thought of the Jiang family as relatives and juniors.

It's a pity that Jiang's family didn't let him get what he wanted, and when he was old, he had to watch Jiang's family become a mess.

Husband and wife, parents, brothers, no matter how you look at it, they don't look like family members.

He can also find the slightest comfort from caring about Jiang Yu all the time, so that he will not be so sad, so that he will not lose the meaning of life.

All secretly said that the prerequisite for Jiang Yu's ashes to be well taken care of was that Jiang Yu's ashes were indeed safe and sound in this cemetery.

Regarding this question, he was not sure.

Thinking of the ashes buried in the flower bed, and the yin that made him feel familiar.

Yiyi sighed silently and looked around casually.

The environment here is really good, the greening is done very well, and the whole cemetery looks quiet and quiet.

There is no obvious dust on the stone steps, and the white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone are also half wilted, and it can be seen that they are indeed being replaced frequently.

It's just that the better the environment of the cemetery, the heavier the mood.

Jiang Yu died for some reason and was buried in a professional cemetery. The ashes and tombstone were disturbed and taken care of by special personnel, but after becoming a ghost doll, he didn't even have clothes to cover his ugliness.

This means that it wasn't that no one gave him the fire, but that Jiang Yu failed to receive it.

The sacrifices in the cemetery are all burned directly in front of the tombstone.

If Jiang Yu's ashes were indeed buried under the tombstone, the burned things could be received without deliberately writing their names and birthdays.

Someone burned paper money in front of the tomb, but Jiang Yu, the owner, never received it.

Unless... the ashes under the tombstone had been stolen long ago.

Someone moved Jiang Yu's ashes out, and buried the ashes of who or what.

The matter of stealing the ashes was done very thoughtfully, without anyone noticing.

At least, Steward Wang, who was in charge of Jiang Yu's funeral, didn't notice it at all.

I thought that Jiang Yu was buried well, and now I'm still praising the cemetery for its thoroughness.

If it hadn't been by accident, when he was looking for Zhao Ran, he would have entered the abandoned dormitory building.

Then from the old flower bed in front of the dormitory building, I felt the familiar yin energy belonging to Jiang Yu.

I'm afraid no one will find out about this matter.

It's not right to say it, if it wasn't for Jiang Yu's love to cling to him, he would be familiar with Jiang Yu's Yin Qi.

Even if he chased Zhao Ran into the abandoned dormitory building by mistake.

Following the Yin Qi, he noticed that there were ashes in the flower bed, but he couldn't tell whose ashes were mixed in the soil in the flower bed.

It is said that there is no proof of death. From a medical point of view, the corpse can still speak.

It would be difficult for cremated ashes to speak again if there were no special circumstances.

They soon arrived at Jiang Yu's tomb, and there were photos on the tombstone.

About four or five years old, with baby fat on his face and chubby cheeks.

Her face was extremely rosy, and her eyes almost narrowed when she smiled, she looked very cute.

Butler Wang stood still in front of the tombstone, looking at the photo on the tombstone, showing nostalgia, "Master Xiaoyu has been very obedient and cute since he was a child, but he didn't expect to have a car accident suddenly.

It's been more than half a year, so Master Xiaoyu should have been reincarnated long ago. "

Yiyi shook his head with a calm expression, "No."

Regardless of Steward Wang's sudden froze, his expression became very strange, and he squatted down to check the situation around the tombstone.

Near Jiang Yu's tombstone, all kinds of traces are very old. It should be that since the burial, the surrounding area has not been touched again.

That's right, along the way, Ling'an Cemetery has been well managed.

The expensive management fee is not in vain. In addition to the quiet and quiet environment, regular cleaning and flower replacement, there are many hidden cameras everywhere to monitor the situation in the cemetery at any time.

It is not easy to dig graves and exchange ashes in the many monitored cemeteries.

He would rather believe it than tamper with it in a well-managed cemetery.

It wasn't Jiang Yu's ashes that the butler buried.

After checking the surrounding environment, Yiyi slowly stood up with a heavy expression on his face.

Frowning, he looked at the butler, "Before Jiang Yu was buried, did anyone else touch his ashes besides you?"

The housekeeper was a little stunned, and asked in confusion, "Master Yiyi, what do you mean by asking this?"

Yiyi, "...that means literally, the ashes were probably replaced, and the buried one is not Jiang Yu, and I don't know who it is."

It is difficult to open the ashes again, not to mention whether the person lying in it is not sure.

After such a long time, he still has no way to dig up the grave to verify who is buried inside. He still has to start with Jiang Yu's ashes.

The butler only thought he was joking, and frowned unhappily.

The wrinkles on his face were all piled up, looking like shriveled orange peels, "Don't be joking, Master Xiao Yu has long been buried in the ground, how can..."

"I'm not joking."

They all looked at the butler with serious expressions, "Let me tell you this, the evil spirit in the villa that drove Mrs. Jiang crazy was Jiang Yu."

This matter is just common to others.

But for Steward Wang, it was a particularly unacceptable bad news.

The gray-haired and wrinkled old man in front of him has always been kind to him.

He also didn't want to reveal everything and deal the heaviest blow to the old man.

After thinking for a while, he picked things up and said, "After Jiang Yu's death, his ashes were tampered with, and his resentment surged, and he lingered in Jiang's house and did not leave.

He was the one who drove Mrs. Jiang crazy and killed Jiang Tao and Jiang Ruan. "

He frowned and looked at Steward Wang, who was full of disbelief, "Do you still remember what Mrs. Jiang was talking about after she went crazy?"

It's... small fish.Butler Wang's face suddenly changed.

At the beginning, Mrs. Jiang went crazy suddenly, almost without any warning.

And unlike ordinary madmen, what she was talking about was not Jiang Ruan, whom she cared most about, but Jiang Yu, who had no sense of presence at home.

There were people talking about it at the time, but I didn't expect my wife to look at Jiang Ruan the most.

But the most important person in my heart is actually Young Master Xiaoyu, who even remembers when he is insane and unconscious.

The butler felt something was wrong.

He knows best how Madam treats Master Ruan and Master Xiao Yu, especially after Master Xiao Yu died, Madam's attitude is simply chilling.

If Madam is mad, if there is still someone she misses in her heart, then it must be Young Master Ruan.

So he kept talking about Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, but he couldn't figure it out.

By now, he finally understood, but it was better not to understand.

It was hard to accept this fact, the cloudy eyes became moist in an instant, and the hoarse voice sighed, "How could this happen? How could..."

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and they all raised their hands to half-cover their eyes, "Anyway, you are not in a hurry to go back, let's find a place to sit and talk about the ashes."

Half an hour later, in the elegantly decorated and quiet coffee shop, everyone was holding a glass of lemon water, and slowly and carefully explained the matter to Butler Wang.

Steward Wang was always in a daze, with a blank expression on his face, as if he hadn't reacted, but his tears never stopped from beginning to end.

The veil used to wipe the tears has long been soaked with tears.

The old man with gray hair and wrinkled face just sat there, weeping choked with tears.

Even though they were sitting in a secluded place, there were still clerks who stretched their heads and walked towards them frequently, for fear that he was bullying and abusing the elderly.

Yiyi took a sip of water and took out the tablet from his bag.

They are going to watch two episodes of joy, and they will continue to talk about things after Steward Wang finishes crying and his mood stabilizes.

As soon as Xi Yangyang turned it on, the phone rang "jingling".

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was Zhao Ran who answered the phone, "I have something to do."

In the dormitory building, Zhao Ran was slapped by the man named Betel Nut, and he was seriously injured. His entire cheek was swollen like a red steamed bun.

When he went out in the morning, he went over to take a look, and the redness and swelling hadn't gone away.

The voice was also vague, "Uncle Shi, have you finished your work?"

Yiyi glanced at Butler Wang who was still crying, and didn't feel like urging him.

At such a big age, I feel that the world has been subverted in an instant, and I guess I have been stimulated a lot.

He pulled the tablet with a cold expression, "It will be soon, if you have anything to do, let's talk first."

Zhao Ran mumbled his voice, "The broken Liuli who did the live broadcast in the dormitory building yesterday is a very popular anchor on the Maomao platform..."

Always, "..."

He wasn't very interested in the live broadcast, so he interrupted coldly, "Speak to the point, what's the matter."

Zhao Ran hurriedly ended the long speech, and stated the key points concisely, "Last night's live broadcast was suddenly interrupted, and many viewers gave feedback to the platform.

The Maomao platform tried to contact Sui Liuli by phone, but couldn't reach him, so he called the police. The live broadcast clips before yesterday's accident were all intercepted and sent to the police station as evidence to facilitate the police's investigation. "

Yiyi, "...? Do you have a misunderstanding of what is important?!"

Zhao Ran groaned for a long time, feeling extremely embarrassed, "In the clips that Maomao platform sent to the police station, there are scenes of me. Xiao Baiyang asked me to explain clearly."

How should he explain this matter?

After they left yesterday, Sui Liuli and the people in his team would definitely not be able to get out of the dormitory building. I don't know if the body can still be found.

All the people in this pile were dead, but he was the only one who was still alive.

Then what is he, the number one suspect? Just thinking about it makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Besides, when the police handle a case, they need to see people when they live, and they want to see dead bodies when they die.

Regardless of whether Xiao Baiyang believed him or not, he had to go to the dormitory to find someone.

The place was very evil, he didn't dare to go there by himself, so he could only call his uncle for instructions.

Yiyi understood, and thought for a while, "I happen to have to go to the dormitory building again, you and Xiao Baiyang come to pick me up."

Zhao Ran nodded quickly, grateful to him, "Thank you, uncle."

Yiyi didn't bother to argue with him, reported the address, and hung up the phone directly.

Just as he put the phone in his pocket, the phone rang again. He thought it was Zhao Ran who forgot to say something.

Slightly displeased, he frowned, "Come and pick me up first, we'll talk after we meet."

"Okay." A deep and pleasant voice sounded in my ear, it was Jin Fengyu.

Ask him in a gentle whisper, "Have you finished your business? Where is the address? I'll pick you up."

The uniformly cold voice was instantly gentle, "...not yet, have you gone back yet?"

Thinking of Jin Fengyu, Yiyi's face felt a little hot.

Last night, he was looking at photos in Jin Fengyu's room and talking about his past.

While chatting, I forgot the time, and fell asleep in a daze at nearly four o'clock in the morning. I fell asleep so late that I couldn't get up in the morning anyway.

His eyes hurt, and he couldn't open them at all, so he simply chose to stay in bed.

Then he was pressed on the bed by Jin Fengyu, so hot that he couldn't breathe because of the kiss.

While kissing, he threatened him, saying that if he didn't get up for breakfast, he would do other things in bed.

Who can explain to him why Jin Fengyu can hold a handsome face full of mountains and rivers, and say such, so down-to-earth words?

Just waking him up with a fright and jumping up from the bed doesn't count.

She could still smile tenderly, pinch his face affectionately, and ask him if he was looking forward to it, that's why he woke up so quickly? !

what to expect?What is he expecting, obviously not, how can he talk nonsense.

Hmph, Jin Fengyu was obviously not like this before, but now he has become good or bad, and he always likes to tease him.

But that person had a very good-looking face, and he couldn't help but blush and heartbeat just thinking about it, and he felt sweet in his heart when he thought about it.

After breakfast, he wanted to come to the cemetery to see Jiang Yu's tomb, so Jin Fengyu said he was going out for a party.

Logically speaking, this meeting should not be over yet.

Jin Fengyu held the mobile phone and smiled softly, "I haven't finished my work yet, thinking that if you are free, you can come here and have a sit. The environment here is not bad."

The corners of their mouths are all upturned, and their eyes are shining.

He asked crisply, "Jin Fengyu, do you miss me?"

The other side was silent, touching their hot faces all the time, and began to reflect on whether they were being direct.

Perhaps the introverted Mr. Jin is not used to this.

As soon as the reflection started, Jin Fengyu laughed.

The laughter was deep and sweet, as mellow as fine wine in a cellar, "I thought about it, so do you want to come over? Yes, I'll pick you up."

Yiyi snorted softly, and said in a low voice, "No, I have to go to the dormitory building. I always feel that something has been overlooked there, so I have to go and see."

This is business, and the situation is too serious to be ignored.

After returning from Shanhai Villa, Jiang Yu's strength was just a step away from the King of Ghosts.

If someone really controlled him with Jiang Yu's ashes and used him to do evil, the consequences would be serious.

If you don't get rid of this hidden danger quickly, you will never feel at ease.

After these words, there was a moment of silence between the two.

He clutched his cell phone to hide it, and whispered to Jin Fengyu coquettishly, "I miss you too, Jin Fengyu, let's meet at night, I want to eat shrimp dumplings.

After I finish my work, I will go to the supermarket to buy shrimps. I will roll the skins when I go back at night, so you can pack them. "

They are grown-ups and have their own things to do.

It is impossible to be sticky all day and do nothing, that is not acceptable.

Jin Fengyu smiled softly, with gentle eyes, "Okay, I'll leave you the biggest shrimp."

The atmosphere was just right, and the two talked for a long time with their mobile phones before hanging up reluctantly.

When Dr. Yang walked in, he saw Jin Fengyu sitting there leisurely.

With lowered eyebrows and a sweet expression, he looked at the already dark screen, with a fondness that did not dissipate at the corner of his mouth.

Without even thinking about it, he knew who he was talking to just now.

Sweetened by the residual and excessive sugar in the air.

Doctor Yang shivered slightly, shaking off the goosebumps all over his body, and reminded in a low voice, "Mr. You and the same are the same..."

He hesitated, afraid of making Mr. Jin angry by speaking out.

But for the sake of his teeth in the future, he still gritted his teeth, bit the bullet and continued, "This is no longer feeding sugar.

You are stuffing saccharine into my mouth, or the industrial one, so sweet, who can bear it! "

Jin Fengyu was not angry, and calmly put away the phone.

The head is tilted slightly, revealing a well-defined side face, and the corners of the mouth are raised with a hint of sarcasm.

The voice was low and sweet, "You are obviously jealous."

Dr. Yang, "..." I was speechless.

Yeah yeah, I'm just jealous.

Believe it or not, I will go on strike and report you for dog abuse! ?

He dared not speak out, and said silently in his heart, I am not angry, I am not angry.

After all, it is rare to see an older virgin like Mr. Jin who is 28 years old and has never even been in a relationship.

It's not easy to have a partner, so why not show off? He has to be magnanimous and considerate of Mr. Jin.

Tui!Be considerate, be considerate of a ball of yarn, as if you have been in love with him.

Dr. Yang pursed the corners of his mouth, his expression was a little cold, "You have also received the news that the old man is seriously ill. Do you plan to go back to City B to see the old man?"

In the past, the old man would get seriously ill twice a year, all in order to force Mr. Jin to go to city B, and then take the opportunity to ask Mr. Jin about getting married and having children.

Mr. Jin has a good temper and never tires of trouble.

Every time I receive a message, I will push things away and go to city B to stay with the old man for a while.

This time it's different, Mr. Jin is really seriously ill.

The news came from his grandfather. After all, he is almost 80 years old, and his body has not been very strong.

I'm seriously ill this time, and I don't know if I can survive it.