Two Hundred and Seventy-Third: He Is Buried with His Lover

"Then... what about Xia Beiqing?" Yun Ci asked again.

"Uncle Beiqing!" Jun Duonuan opened ignorant and innocent eyes, and said softly, "You and Daddy take me to the cemetery to worship him every year! He is buried with his lover. , that's Teacher Shen from our class."

She leaned into Yun Ci's ear and said with a smile, "Secretly tell you, the two of them are a couple!"

"What?" Yun Ci's pupils trembled, and the strength of holding Jun Duo Nuan's shoulders suddenly increased, almost crushing her bones: "Speak clearly!"

Jun Duo Nuan shouted in pain: "Mummy! You hurt me! I've said it very clearly!"

"Why worship? How did they... die?!" Yun Ci hurriedly asked.

Jun Duo Nuan cried and shouted: "I don't know, they were already dead before I was born, woo woo woo..."

Yun Ci finally let go of his hand, and then, staggered back two steps, his back slammed against the wall, and all the blood on his face faded.

Impossible, how could Xia Beiqing...

Jun Duo Nuan leaned forward, hugged Yun Ci, and stuck her face with her small face: "Don't be sad, Mommy, everyone has their fate, and that's what you told me."

Fate? She never believed that.

"Forget it." Yun Ci pushed Jun Duo Nuan away, quickly adjusted his mood, and his face returned to his usual indifference: "Go home."

Jun Duo Nuan twisted his fingers and felt a little sad: "Mummy, although you still have to live in that disgusting Ruan's house, although I can only live in Amu's house, I can't be with you and Daddy, but don't worry, Everything will be fine, you and Daddy will be happy together and give birth to me."

will it be ok? If the future is really like that, how can it be good?

"Amu came to pick me up, Mommy, we'll see you at school tomorrow." Jun Duo Nuan kissed Yun Ci's cheek, and then jumped and ran to the black car opposite.

Yun Ci turned his head and looked at the cheerful back of the girl.

This child, how well protected should he be, will be so carefree all the time, it seems that when he mentions death, he is full of innocence.

Yun Ci rubbed his sore brows and walked into the darkness.

If Jun Duonuan is more, she will believe at most half of it.

After all, traveling through time and space is too absurd for her!

On the way, Yun Ci called Yu Cang.

Yu Cang's voice was rough: "Why did sister Yunci call me?"

"There is something you need to do." Yun Ci's tone carried an order.

Yu Cang blurted out and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The second floor of Lin's house is on the left, the fourth room. Go inside and look for anything unusual."

The reason why Yu Cang was let go is because when Yu Cang was young, he was a pickpocket, sneaking into other people's houses to find things, and he was the best at it.

"Okay." Yu Cang agreed simply.

With a click, hang up the phone.

Only then did Yu Cang realize that Yun Ci was on the phone just now, and he made it clear that it was an order, but he didn't notice anything wrong, just like he was used to it, he took on this task.

This feeling, how inexplicably familiar?

The next day, early morning.

Jun Duo Nuan came to the classroom, rushed directly to the back row, and shouted at Yun Ci with a smile: "Mummy, good morning!"

"Pfft—" Xia Beiqing almost spit out a mouthful of milk: "You... what do you call her?"

Yun Ci stretched out his hand to cover Jun Duo Nuan's mouth, and looked at her with warning eyes: "At school, don't scream."