Chapter 1114 Missing

The next morning, Lin Mumu, Qiao Hui, Guxi, and Hou Jin boarded the train to Xijiang Province together.

Ao Haijun was pressed for time and did not choose the train, but booked a plane ticket for the next day, which would allow him to arrive one day earlier than them.

Lin Mumu could not take the plane, so Qiao Hui and the others accompanied Lin Mumu to take the train. In the past two years, the train speed has been increased, but it still takes more than 40 hours to drive from Yanjing City to the distant Xijiang Province. They boarded the train at around 11 o'clock in the morning and arrived at 8 or 9 o'clock in the morning of the third day.

Fortunately, it is not the peak travel period now, and they all bought sleeper tickets.

Lin Mumu comforted Qiao Hui with the words: "You will arrive after a good sleep."

It's not that fast. Who can sleep day and night in two days?

Qiao Hui was worried. She always felt that her son was dead, and her brother who was lost and found but could not be found, and whether her eldest son could forgive her.

These things weighed on Qiao Hui's heart, heavy, and she couldn't say it out loud.

Especially Yun Ting's matter, when she was at home, every time she told Lin Mumu, Lin Mumu insisted that Yun Ting was not dead.

On the first day, they were all worried and lying on the berth, but in fact, they didn't fall asleep.

At night, they were almost sleepy, Lin Mumu and Qiao Hui both slept, but Gu Xi and Hou Jin were very careful and agreed to take turns to keep watch for Lin Mumu, and neither of them slept well.

The train was in progress, and on the morning of the second day, Qiao Hui's cell phone rang.

She answered the phone, then her face was very ugly, she hung up the phone casually, turned it off, and ran to the middle berth where she slept, probably crying.

At this time, Lin Mumu's cell phone also rang. She took a look and saw that it was a number she had never saved, so she picked it up.

"Excuse me, are you Comrade Lin Mumu? There is a memorial service for martyr Yun Ting in Baiyun Mountain today. You are not there yet. Do you need us to pick you up?" It was a strange voice, probably someone from the military.

Lin Mumu also hung up the phone with a click, and then imitated Qiao Hui and turned off the phone to save worry.

Today is Yun Ting's memorial service. She and Qiao Hui, one is Yun Ting's wife and the other is Yun Ting's mother, did not attend!

They just don't want to explain to anyone.

Lin Mumu doesn't want to pretend to be sad. She can't act sad when she is alive.

Qiao Hui is too sad. She can't stand such a scene, let alone show her sadness to everyone.

Lin Mumu doesn't know what to say to comfort Qiao Hui. She can only sit by the window and look at the different scenery outside the window.

When she took the train with Yun Ting before, Lin Mumu always felt that the train journey was very fast and pleasant.

Now she suddenly felt that this journey was so boring and long.

Lying on the berth, she would think of Yun Ting.

Leaning against the window to look at the scenery, she would also think of Yun Ting.

Even if she was just passing by to sell Chinese lunch boxes, she would still think of Yun Ting.

The two words Yun Ting have penetrated into every bit of her life, just like two drops of water that can no longer be separated after merging.

Lin Mumu didn't want to drive Yun Ting out of her mind, because at least she still had this memory, and she wouldn't be bored when she lay down with her eyes closed, but would think of the happy times they had together on the train.

Lin Mumu touched her belly again, and it seemed that her belly was not doing well at all. She had her period a few days ago, but she didn't get pregnant.

She and Yun Ting tried so hard, why couldn't they get pregnant? Was it really because of her, Lin Mumu, that her body structure was different from that of ordinary people?