Tell mommy, daddy is kneeling again

Lin Qi pursed her lips, her eyes lightened, and she said "um".

"Don't ask any more." She was so mad that she wanted to ask this question.

She turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, "Go out."

Just after finishing these words, these four words seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Lin Qi's eyes were sore, and she looked at the ceiling instinctively, a line of tears rolled back and forth in her eye sockets, and her voice was choked up: "Go out, close the door."

She has been a bit stubborn since she was a child, and she doesn't like when others see her tears and see her vulnerable side.

Huo Tingyu stood behind him, looking at her trembling shoulders from time to time, his feet didn't move, and his throat felt astringent.

The man lowered his eyes, and his Adam's apple slipped slightly. Suddenly, he turned around, exited the room, and closed the door.

Lin Qi bit her lip, raised her hand, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but another tear fell down. She wiped it frantically, but the tears became more and more, as if she couldn't control it.

Why is she crying, crying about this kind of thing...

Isn't the answer he gave within her expectation?

What is there to be disappointed about?

But why...

The tears just couldn't stop.

Doorway.

Standing outside the door, Huo Tingyu heard Lin Qi's suppressed sobs through the door, his heart seemed to be hollowed out by an invisible hand.

Do you feel bad?

Or because of guilt?

Or... because what he said was a little insincere?

The reason why he suppressed that matter for Song Shuyan was because he owed Song Shuyan his life. Now, he has made it clear that this kind of thing will never happen again.

Those answers came out instinctively, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted it.

But it's hard to get overwhelmed.

He didn't know how to explain and how to take it back. In fact, if it was Song Shuyan who was pushed down and she was the one who pushed Song Shuyan, he might have blocked it for her.

Do whatever it takes.

Huo Tingyu wanted to open the door several times, but he held the doorknob and turned it lightly. He heard the sound of the spring clenching tightly, as if something had seized his heart.

He suddenly let go, and said softly through the door: "Lin Qi, that matter is over, and I will never let anyone bully you, including me."

There was no movement in the room.

Huo Tingyu said again, "I owe you this matter, and I will make it up to you unconditionally. Anything you ask me to do, as long as it is within my ability, I will do it for you. "

He won't make this woman sad anymore.

The phone rings suddenly and inappropriately.

Huo Tingyu answered the phone, it was Mo Ke calling.

"Hey?"

Mo Ke said: "Mr. Huo, I have already invited the former administrators of the cemetery."

Huo Tingyu looked serious, "Where are you?"

Mo Ke replied: "In the company."

After half an hour.

Huo Tingdong drove to the company, he turned off the car, and took the elevator to the floor.

Meeting room.

He opened the door and walked in. On the sofa, there were four old people sitting, some of them were wearing old men's shirts and looked old, and some of them were wearing the uniform of cleaners with messy beards.

Mo Ke stood aside, saw Huo Tingyu coming, and took a step forward, "Boss Huo, these four are the former administrators of the Western Suburb Cemetery. There were originally five of them, and one administrator was three years ago. died of illness."

Huo Tingdong walked over.

The four old men seemed to be in a hurry. Perhaps it was because Huo Tingyu was so aggressive that they were a little restless.

One of them, wearing the uniform of a cleaning worker, said: "I retired two years ago, and now I am working as a cleaning worker in a shopping mall. What do you want me to do?"

Huo Tingdong sat down opposite them, crossed his legs lightly, and asked, "I would like to ask, what is the usual management system of the Western Suburb Cemetery?"

The four old people looked at each other, a little dazed, "The western suburbs cemetery has always been unmanaged. Besides, to put it mildly, I am an administrator, but to put it ugly, I am actually a gatekeeper. I am only responsible for guarding the tomb. At 6 o'clock in the morning Go to work, leave work at 5:[-] pm."

Huo Tingyu said: "I have a relative's ashes buried in the Western Suburb Cemetery. Now the ashes have been stolen and exchanged. I want to know the truth, so I invite you here to find out."

An old man in an old man's shirt showed a surprised expression: "How is it possible? This gentleman, you look like a rich man, you are a big boss! Since you are rich, you can't just buy a tomb somewhere. The Western Suburb Cemetery, because it is so remote and desolate, if it wasn’t for people from poor families, how could they bury the ashes of their loved ones in that place?”

Huo Tingyu was slightly startled.

Mo Ke asked: "Mr., you don't need to ask so many questions. I also asked on the way, what is the management system of the Western Suburb Cemetery? Such a large cemetery, can't there be only one gravekeeper?"

The old man in the uniform of a cleaning worker said: "More than ten years ago, there was an office in the cemetery. At that time, there was a cemetery management room. You could go through the registration procedures and pay the fees, and you could be buried. Some things, the office was cancelled, originally

The studio has also been converted into a dormitory. Usually there are only two or three tomb guards, and sometimes there is only one. "

"Yes, the cemetery is too desolate, and the traffic is very inconvenient. There is no subway, no bus. There used to be direct buses, but later even the bus line was cancelled."

"We really don't know about the stolen ashes. We all go to work during the day, and people go in during the day. However, in such a large cemetery, the people who go in include grave sweepers and tribute stealers. There are many people who have heard about exchanging ashes. However, in this day and age, who are the people who steal ashes? They are all vicious people, and they usually come at night. How can a bad old man like me dare to care? ?”

"With a salary of 1800 a month and guarding such a large cemetery, if we didn't live nearby, we wouldn't be able to find work there."

"That's right. Later, when the village was demolished, I quit my job."

A few old people were discussing in a hurry.

Mo Ke looked at Huo Tingyu cautiously, watching his words and expressions.

Huo Tingyu gently stroked the center of his eyebrows, his face was a little ugly.

"So, you are just guarding the door and don't know anything else, right?"

"That's right. The cemetery, except for the monitoring at the entrance, is always broken, so if someone wants to steal the ashes on the mountain, no one will be able to find out if they lift the cover."

Huo Tingyu said, "Mo Ke, send someone to take them back."

Merco nodded.

After he sent the old people away, he turned back. Huo Tingyu was still sitting on the sofa, thinking.

Mo Ke asked, "Mr. Huo, how should we deal with this matter? Should we continue to investigate?"