When gentleness is worn into the ancient dog blood crematorium

A few days later, Ling Luo came to find Chi Baiwan and personally picked him up to attend Ling Wan's funeral.

He hated Ling Wan. Ling Wan arranged for him to get close to Fu Sihan, almost ruined his career with public opinion, blocked all his outlets under the banner of funding him, and let him become Fu Sihan at the best age. Si Han's lover.

He is, he has nowhere to go.

But Ling Luo was full of apologies, holding his hand and crying so hard, Chi Baiwan agreed to go because his heart softened, and he also wanted to say goodbye to his past self.

The funeral was held in the Century Cemetery, in a remote suburb, with beautiful scenery and expensive prices, and all those buried here were rich people.

Ling Luo took over the Ling family's business and naturally stood in the front row.

Chi Baiwan stood at the back, and was pulled aside by Ling Luo, so he didn't need to worship him.

The Ling family didn't understand, so Ling Luo said, "My father has done a lot of wrong things to him, so naturally he doesn't have to apologize."

Someone said: "Young master, someone said that on the day the master passed away, Fu Sihan from the Fu family went to his ward... Do you think Mr. Fu did something wrong there?"

Chi Baiwan suddenly recalled that day, Fu Sihan took him to the Central Hospital, and it took him a long time to come out.

Could it be him...

Chi Baiwan's heart was pounding, and a bad premonition filled his heart.

Others don't understand, but he understands that Fu Sihan can do that kind of thing.

But why is he?

Ling Luo was also dazed for a moment, and slowly turned to look at Chi Baiwan: "Wanwan, do you know about this?"

Chi Baiwan didn't know what to say, and said hesitantly, "I...I don't know."

Ling Luo clicked his tongue, but he and Chi Baiwan were already acquainted friends, so he patted Chi Baiwan on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, I'll just ask casually, besides, he will agree with everything he does. You're fine, don't worry."

Chi Baiwan nodded, feeling uneasy.

He couldn't say no, if it was really Fu Sihan, then he would not be able to escape responsibility.

That's right, then he is an accomplice, and he doesn't want to go to prison for an enemy.

Moreover, he wasn't sure if Fu Sihan did it.

The process of the funeral was all in the Western style. White roses in full bloom were placed in front of his tombstone. In the photo, the old man had a pair of eagle-like eyes and looked at everyone viciously.

Ling Luo has been communicating with the guests and mourning. He asked Chi Baiwan to wait in the lounge and take him to dinner after the funeral.

Ling Luo is not very old, but he is very mature and efficient in his work. Chi Baiwan looked at him through the window of the lounge and felt that he was much older than when he first saw him.

As the protagonist in the book, Ling Luo's life is not smooth, but after Chi Baiwan passed in, he joined Chi Baiwan's life. After he fled to death, like Huo Jue, he helped a lot he.

This is very strange, as if wearing a halo of the protagonist on the head.

However, the conversation outside the door was still there, but the door of the lounge was opened.

It was actually Fu Sihan, and he could vaguely see Uncle Jiu's group of people. They were so dark and scary.

Is he not coming?

Chi Baiwan said lightly: "If you appear here, you may be watched by the Ling family, because the good deeds you have done may be discovered by others."

Fu Sihan locked the door behind his back, and with a dusty look, he said in a low voice: "Since I dare to do it, I'm not afraid of being discovered. The Ling family doesn't have the strength to do anything to me, let alone their wrongdoing. I just have revenge and grudges. complain."

Chi Baiwan: "What hatred?"

Fu Sihan: "Your revenge, I said before, whoever dares to hurt you, I can't spare him."

Chi Baiwan stopped talking.

Chi Baiwan watched him walking forward step by step in a daze, raised his chin, kissed him heavily on the lips, and pulled off his collar with his hand raised.

Chi Baiwan was stunned, "What are you doing? This is a cemetery, and there are so many people outside! Are you going to do it here? Are you crazy!"

Fu Sihan looked at him with those dark eyes, "Don't you want to disturb his soul?"

Chi Baiwan was stunned.

Fu Sihan was like a tempting demon, lying next to his ear, his low magnetic and lazy voice kept seducing him: "He almost ruined your life, shouldn't he be punished?"

Chi Baiwan bit his lips, his cold voice trembling slightly, "Then you ruined me too, so what punishment should you receive?"

Fu Sihan murmured in a low voice: "I will use my life to punish myself. If I don't do what I say, I will die without a place to die. There will be a thunderbolt, and I will die badly. In the next life, I will be a cow and a horse, and be driven by you." ,OK?"

Chi Baiwan was completely stunned, and then, he was dragged and pushed into the closet by Fu Si, and forced to open it.

Some people came and went into the lounge, and then went out again, the air was filled with high temperature factors above 40 degrees, and the sound of water ﹉ was everywhere, they seemed to be in the center of the earthquake, ignoring all the people who might disturb or In an extreme sense of suffocation, a punishment for Ling Wan was completed.

At the same time, it is also a test of Chi Baiwan's conscience.

He never thought that such a crazy thing would happen to him, but it was a pity that the target was Fu Sihan, a devil who would run away if he saw a lunatic.

At the center of the collision between the sea and the land, it seems that the legendary Guixu really exists, pulling Chi Baiwan to sink, fall, and fall. He doesn't want to admit it, but the facts tell him that Fu Sihan can bring him All kinds of extreme experiences, compared with blockbuster movies, are even worse.

He is like a terrible succubus, crouching in mid-air, looking down at him, releasing doubled magic power in the smoke and ocean, holding a magic wand, chanting spells, and bringing wonderful magic to the world one after another. Finally, All were received by Chi Baiwan, fused, and mixed into one.

The sadness of the cemetery is even more gloomy at this moment, just because of this seemingly endless punishment.

Finally, Chi Baiwan pushed open the door of the cabinet unbearably, and fell to the ground, covered in sweat, and was carried back to the car weakly by Fu Sihan.

Ling Luo folded his arms and blocked the entrance of the cemetery coldly. His car was blocking Fu Sihan's way. Ling Luo leaned over and knocked on the window of his car: "Fu Sihan, get out of the car, let's talk about my father's life." cause of death."

Fu Sihan said indifferently, "No time."

Ling Luo frowned: "What are you busy with?"

Fu Sihan glanced at Chi Baiwan, and said expressionlessly, "Sweeping the grave."

Chi Baiwan moved his fingers slightly, and felt very strange when he heard this word.

Everyone in Fu Sihan's family is alive and well, who is going to sweep the grave?

Fu Sihan parked the car in an unusually quiet cemetery, which is next to Ling Wan's. Compared with that area, it is very Chinese-style. Some people worshiped melons and fruit snacks, flowers and peaches, and some people worshiped .

Chi Bai slept all the way late, recovered some strength, and stared at the cemetery in a daze.

His voice was hoarse: "Where is this place?"

Fu Sihan leaned over to unbuckle his seat belt, and said in a low voice, "It's your grandma. I moved her tomb here. It's surrounded by mountains. There are trees for shade in summer and forest farms to keep out the cold in winter. It's a good place to sleep peacefully." place."

This was completely beyond Chi Baiwan's expectation. He turned his head and stared blankly at Fu Sihan, "You know about me?"

Fu Sihan nodded and rubbed his hair gently, "That day in the hospital, I saw you looking at the orphanage, and guessed it might be the reason, don't worry, I funded that orphanage, the children there They can go to school in March next year."

Chi Baiwan was speechless, Fu Sihan smiled considerately, helped him out of the car, and led him to grandma's grave.

He even found a photo of his grandma. The kind and thin old man still had the same voice and smile as before. She just looked at Chi Baiwan quietly, and Chi Baiwan couldn't help but shed tears.

"Okay, your grandma is watching, don't cry, okay?" Fu Sihan wiped away his tears, squeezed his hand tightly, and asked someone to place a bouquet of flowers and fruits in front of her grave.

"I don't want to disturb you, you can talk to her." He kissed Chi Baiwan's forehead: "I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain."

After speaking, he left with his people.

Chi Baiwan knelt in front of his grandma's tomb, tears streaming down his face for a moment.

This is No. 18 years since he lost his loved one, and finally saw her again.

There were so many things in his mind that he couldn't finish talking, and he babbled on for a long time, until he was almost speechless, did Fu Sihan come up to urge him.

Fu Sihan, Fu Sihan...

Chi Baiwan covered his face in pain, what should he do?

Those he loves hurt him the most.

But after he was scarred and sewed up his scars, he gently hugged him in his arms to comfort him.

A little wild cat passed by, watching Chi Baiwan crying timidly.

Chi Baiwan wiped away his tears, broke the dry bread into pieces, and coaxed softly: "Meow, come and eat, you are very thin, and there are fish and meat here, which can fill you up."

The little cat came over hesitantly. As soon as it came, it greeted many wild cats. Chi Baiwan looked at them quietly and smiled faintly.

It is also a good thing to keep the kitten full.

Chi Baiwan turned his head and touched the cold tombstone, as if there was a trace of warmth on it.

"Grandma, I'm leaving. I'll come to see you again this Chinese New Year."

After descending the mountain, the weather became obviously darker. Dark clouds condensed in the sky, and thunderstorms were looming, as if they were about to strike down.

But for a moment, it rained like a torrential rain.

Fu Sihan took him back to the city and stopped the car at a candy store. Because he didn't bring an umbrella, Uncle Jiu and the others went back again. He got out of the car in the rain and queued for a long time to buy a lot for Chi Baiwan. A lot of sugar.

Unfortunately, I sneezed as soon as I got home.

Immediately afterwards, that night, Fu Sihan developed a high fever of 40 degrees. He frowned while sleeping, tossing and turning in the small attic, and his consciousness was blurred by the fever.

Since Chi Bai came back late, he has lived in the small attic.

Chi Baiwan didn't ask him the reason. He heard from the servants at home that his small attic was a secret place, and no one was allowed to go in and clean it.

In fact, Chi Baiwan knew in his heart that what Fu Sihan was thinking was that he was probably thinking of ways to make up for the week that he locked Chi Baiwan in the small attic.

what's the point?

Speaking of this, the servants in the family are very happy for Chi Baiwan's return, and cook for him in different ways every day, no matter if it is from Northern Europe, South Africa, or even from all over the world, as long as the ingredients are available, they are not bad Cooked dishes for Chi Baiwan and put them on the table. After Fu Sihan saw it, he allocated an even more exaggerated amount to the kitchen to feed Chi Baiwan.

Tonight, Chi Baiwan did not see Fu Sihan.

He watched horror movies in the movie room, which was one of his hobbies, and it was also the type of movies that Fu Sihan hated the most.

In the past, Fu Sihan was dragged to watch horror movies by him, and he would always be coaxed by Chi Baiwan to come, and every time he wanted to turn off his movie, he was always sealed with a kiss.

Today, Fu Sihan rarely came to disturb him.

Chi Baiwan didn't take it to heart.

When the servant Yao Ma hurried over, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the most terrifying time.

Chi Baiwan turned his head to look at Yao's mother blankly, Yao's mother turned pale from the grimace on the projector, and after a long delay said: "Mr. Chi, the young master seems to be ill, should he be sent to the hospital? He is in the small attic, and seems to be calling your name all the time..."

Chi Baiwan said lightly: "Then contact 120, or call Dr. Jian Li."

The servant let out an "ah" and hurried out to make a phone call.

Chi Baiwan had been watching horror movies quietly all the time, his heart still like water.

About half an hour later, Fu Sihan stumbled out of the small attic, leaned on the stairs, and met Chi Baiwan who was out to get popcorn.

In fact, as long as the two of them were at home, Fu Sihan seldom came to disturb him, because Chi Baiwan would definitely drive him away. As time passed, Fu Sihan became extremely measured, and he didn't dare to come to him in the middle of the night.

Fu Sihan walked down the stairs, and hugged Chi Baiwan, refusing to let go.

He had a high fever of 40 degrees, and his whole body was like a red-hot iron. He rubbed against Chi Baiwan's neck relyingly, and said cautiously, "Wanwan, is that you? You haven't left yet, have you? Great, don't go, Don't leave me, just let me hold you for a while, I miss you..."

Chi Baiwan said softly: "I haven't seen you for an hour, and you miss me?"

Fu Sihan nodded, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll miss you even if I don't see you for a minute."

His tall body was completely nestled on Chi Baiwan's shoulder, like a helpless child, he said coquettishly: "Do you miss me?"

Chi Baiwan closed his eyes, "No."

Fu Sihan got up and looked into his tender peach blossom eyes. He was not surprised to hear such an answer.

But he was still a little disappointed, and said quietly: "It's okay, you don't miss me, I miss you, I didn't accompany you when you were sick, now it's my turn, can you give me a hug?"

Chi Baiwan clenched his hands tightly by his side, holding back the tears from falling from his eyes.

He remembered that when he was sick, he was always alone. At that time, he felt that he had been abandoned by the whole world, and when he returned home, he would be angry with Fu Sihan, coaxing him, loving him, and lowering himself to the dust.

Fu Sihan asked for it himself, so it's not his fault for being cold-hearted.

Fu Sihan probably guessed that he would not hug him, so he grabbed his hand and put it on his waist.

"If you hold me, my illness will be cured."

He said silently: "Don't let go, please."

Chi Baiwan couldn't let go even if he wanted to. His hands were held by Fu Sihan, and he couldn't move them at all.

Just like him and Fu Sihan.

Chi Baiwan looked out of the window along the floor-to-ceiling windows, tonight is a thunderstorm night.

Fu Sihan insisted on pestering him into his room, wrapped him under the quilt, nestled him in his arms, forcibly turned off the light, and went to sleep.

Chi Baiwan hid but couldn't dodge until Jian Li's voice came from outside the door.

"I said, where's the young master? Oh, it's in Mr. Chi's room, isn't it... What? Mr. Chi? Sorry to interrupt you!"

Chi Baiwan hurried down to stop him, but Fu Sihan hugged him tightly, so Chi Baiwan could only raise his voice: "Doctor Jian, come in."

Fu Sihan refused to let him go, and said stubbornly: "There's no need for him, I won't let him in, I'll be fine tomorrow after I sleep and sweat."

Chi Baiwan said helplessly: "Then you go out to sleep for me."

Fu Sihan endured it, and finally sat up swallowing his anger, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Chi Baiwan said silently: "Tomorrow I'm going to school to hand in materials, and I don't want to catch a cold from you."

Fu Sihan's eyes lit up, "Then I'll take you there." Turning his head, he couldn't hide the joy in his words: "Jian Li, come in quickly and give me an injection!"